Time's running short.
Pathological physiology concluding tomorrow
plus probable surgery presentation
Russian
then workshop.
Life never felt better.
I need more time, still so much Christmas shopping to be done!
Tuesday, 21 December 2010
Sunday, 12 December 2010
12/12/2010
I wonder what happened.
Really.
Of all people, I really don't want to scare HER away.
Though I might already have.
Looks like it's time to get to work if this persists.
Thursday, 9 December 2010
09/12/2010
Where are you now, what are you doing?
Are you in this endless sky?
I realized for the first time
I've lost the things that have filled my heart till now
How much you supported me
How much you made me smile
That I'd lost them was too much to consider
Even though I struggled so desperately to reach out my hand and take them back
Like the wind they slipped through, looking as though they would reach me, but did not
My chest was tightened by loneliness and despair
My heart felt like it would break
But your smiling face remained in my memories
Always encouraging me
Let's return to those days once more
I know it will be alright this time
Always smiling at your side
Close by your side
Where are you now, what are you doing?
Are you in this endless sky?
Will you smile for me like always?
Right now, it's all I continue to ask for
Where are you now, what are you doing?
Are you in this endless sky?
Are you in this endless sky?
I realized for the first time
I've lost the things that have filled my heart till now
How much you supported me
How much you made me smile
That I'd lost them was too much to consider
Even though I struggled so desperately to reach out my hand and take them back
Like the wind they slipped through, looking as though they would reach me, but did not
My chest was tightened by loneliness and despair
My heart felt like it would break
But your smiling face remained in my memories
Always encouraging me
Let's return to those days once more
I know it will be alright this time
Always smiling at your side
Close by your side
Where are you now, what are you doing?
Are you in this endless sky?
Will you smile for me like always?
Right now, it's all I continue to ask for
Where are you now, what are you doing?
Are you in this endless sky?
Damn I still miss that bugger.
Tuesday, 7 December 2010
07/12/2010
Christmas Wishlist
AGX-05 Cybuster
Sadaharu plushie
PTX-007-3c Weissritter
PTX-007-6UN Rein Weissritter
PTX-003C-SP1 Alteisen Riese
.... and so many more
Monday, 6 December 2010
Friday, 3 December 2010
03/12/2010
Thank you.
Thank you, Kahwei.
For your company.
For your kind words.
For your encouragement.
For being there.
Really.
♥
Thursday, 2 December 2010
02/12/2010
It's just the second day of winter.
And it's -10 already.
Seems like this may be the coldest winter this year.
Wish I had someone to share a scarf and warmth with.
Tuesday, 30 November 2010
30/11/2010
It's easy.
It's always been so easy.
"For even when we were with you,
we gave you this rule :
"If a man will not work, he shall not eat"
2 Thessalonians 3:10
I wonder why I've been blind to this.
If you do not plan on attending any lecture, please do not come asking for lecture material.
Even less if you're that kind of person who only knocks on my door only when you have a need.
To hell with that.
Please, you're not the only one who doesn't want to attend lectures.
You're not the only one suffering during lectures.
I don't want to too.
I suffer too.
Yet, for the sake of the promised future, for the sake of doing it, I force myself to go.
If I can, so can you.
That being said, please do kindly stay the fuck away from me, kay?
"Yet do not regard him as an enemy, but warn him as a brother."
2 Thessalonians 3:15
Sunday, 28 November 2010
28/11/2010
Sitting down and concentrating on books is just so damn hard
Especially when there's good music
Huckebein's Theme from SRW OGS - Ace Attacker
Lia performing 絆~kizunairo~色 LIVE
Pharmacology concluding tomorrow, and I'm so not in the mood to study.... no, not with my mind on various stuff.
"Go study! Haruhi commands you!"
Looking forward to the following things:
1) Lunch with Koinonia folks next week.
2) Gintama 34GB torrent completing.
3) More chats with new-found friend Kahwei.
4) Desiring God class on Wednesday.
5) Discussion on burns and frostbite this Thursday.
Gintama is fricking awesome.
>
Thursday, 25 November 2010
25/11/2010
Therapy concluding tomorrow, and re-answering for the botched microbiology test two weeks ago.
Oh wells whatever comes, I'll deal with it. Like I usually do.
And Happy Thanksgiving all.
Wednesday, 24 November 2010
24/11/2010
Wonder which to use for my next blog banner, seeing as this lunatic-like Shiki Ryougi makes this blog look like a yandere blog.
Kanon Seena
Elwing la Sylphis
Sion Eltnam Atlasia
Suzumiya Haruhi
...... I really have a lot of good wallpapers
Tuesday, 23 November 2010
23/11/2010
Woke up to another sleepy morning.... and Yu Jaan rushing into my room frantically.
He was like... "Dude you gotta see this!"
OWNED
Monday, 22 November 2010
Marionette Messiah
Think this track is going to keep me company tonight.
Love Mai Kobayashi/Levi Tolar
Sunday, 21 November 2010
21/11/2010
Am actually considering picking up my pen and starting writing again. A short story every now and then, depending on my whim.
Question is, with this kind of timetable, should I? Should I not?
I miss my writing days. A lot. And I have so many things I want to put in Lunatic Moon too.
Okay never mind, once I'm done with this blasted pharmaco tonight, let's see what I can do.
"Till next time"
Grolla Seyfarth
Friday, 19 November 2010
19/11/2010
For the first time in this semester, I can finally say, THANK GOD IT'S FRIDAY!
Wow I missed this feeling of having totally nothing to think about, of having things to look forward to, and most of all, of having to think of what to do for the night.
Had a pretty productive week academic-wise, I actually got praised by my teacher for once. Had fun poking the rat in pathphys class. Poor thing had an area of necrosis on its back from repeated administration of horse serum, causing inflammation, and type III hypersensitivity.... gosh I'm turning into a goddamn study boy... must not let that happen, must not let that happen.
Only infuriating thing is that SRW and Star Driver both chose their 7th episodes to culminate in totally suspense-filled ways (footage of Sugata fighting Takuto in next episode of Star Driver, and Lune appears in her Valsione in next episode of SRW).... damn I'm so excited.
Downside is that [gg] and [HorribleSubs] release them on Sunday.
Monday - Vadim's pharmacology class. I don't think I answered last class, so I'm probably first in line to answer next week. Which also means I'm going to have to plan my time really really properly this Sunday so I can watch SRW, Star Driver on Sunday, and Oreimo on Monday morning.
But Sunday is like..... morning to Koinonia, after that to CME, and after CME I was thinking of dropping by Yukari-chan's room for a bit, haven't visited her in a while :3 then I oughta walk downhill, pop in the plastic shop, ask some stuff for Eelin, and by the time I'm done it'll probably be evening. Reach home, eat, shower.... 8pm. By 9pm I'll already have 2 episodes of them... oh well, when it comes, I'll deal with it.
And I'm really addicted to 相声 these days. 郭德纲 and 于谦 make a really good pair. Their performances are good, and the quality of the comedy is so good it manages to crack me up no matter how many times I listen to it.
And another good song on my playlist
Sunday, 14 November 2010
14/11/2011
WTF WTF WTF WTF WTF.
That summarizes up a fragment of what I'm currently feeling. I just bore witness to one of the most messed up dramas I ever watched in my life, on par with 宫心计 itself.
Grow up, folks, get real. You guys are like little children in the playground fighting over who gets to go on the slide first. So much fuss over such a minor problem. Well I'd be damned.
And kids these days. Wow I couldn't believe what I saw when that dumbass little slut of a mongrel bitch stood out and literally yelled out her opinion, asking for better treatment than those of the same year. Well, SCREW. YOU. What you're doing is exactly the same as what you would be doing in the next 20 years maybe - fighting for rights which you obviously DO NOT DESERVE due to lack of MATURITY, and pronounced IDIOCY. And of course, know your goddamn place before you speak, respect others if you want to be respected. Which obviously explains my utter lack of respect for you.
Oh, and some people.... To say the least....
PLEASE LEARN ENGLISH
ffs
That summarizes up a fragment of what I'm currently feeling. I just bore witness to one of the most messed up dramas I ever watched in my life, on par with 宫心计 itself.
Grow up, folks, get real. You guys are like little children in the playground fighting over who gets to go on the slide first. So much fuss over such a minor problem. Well I'd be damned.
And kids these days. Wow I couldn't believe what I saw when that dumbass little slut of a mongrel bitch stood out and literally yelled out her opinion, asking for better treatment than those of the same year. Well, SCREW. YOU. What you're doing is exactly the same as what you would be doing in the next 20 years maybe - fighting for rights which you obviously DO NOT DESERVE due to lack of MATURITY, and pronounced IDIOCY. And of course, know your goddamn place before you speak, respect others if you want to be respected. Which obviously explains my utter lack of respect for you.
Oh, and some people.... To say the least....
PLEASE LEARN ENGLISH
ffs
Friday, 29 October 2010
29/10/2010
*inserts an obligatory "wow been a long time since I was here"*
Haven't been around for a while, guess that would be due to the workload the teachers AND the students are giving me. Been almost a week, and haven't made much headway into that 22-page Japanese medical journal, but well there's still time before 7th November, so I can still take a break, or at least that's what I think.
'course the daily annoyance in class is still.... annoying to say the least. Well yeah, I have a low tolerance for people who try to act like they're cute, while in reality they're butt fugly (now I'm not one to comment on that myself, I know, but when the hater in me comes out, things DO change). Especially those who are butt fugly, try to fake cutesy FOR A CERTAIN REASON, and DENY THAT VERY REASON, and CONTINUE TO KEEP THAT ACT UP. Well this certain one thinks she's cute, but I have a word for that - irritating.
Besides that "cute" issue, there's also this "faker" side. Which is even more of an annoyance. What I'm really tempted to say to this special someone is, "If you can't be yourself around other people, disappear from my sight". You do not wear a mask around those you call friends, otherwise why would they be friends? Example : Who the hell would actually irritate the crap out of someone, quarrel with someone, then turn around and ask someone for stuff, in a very "slurry" way? Get real. Just because you're the only girl in a group of all guys does NOT mean we have to give you special treatment. It does not mean we must tolerate your crap. It does not mean we must spoonfeed you. In short, it doesn't make you special. If you want someone who can do that, get a boyfriend. And if you fail to do so, go cry to your parents.
Enough of that annoying one though, this week has been treating me quite nicely for a change. Let's see....
1) Monday - Pharmacology concluding test. First time I realized our teacher was a kind hearted soul beneath the emotionless mask he had for a face.
2) Tuesday - Pathological Anatomy, Bioethics Lecture, Russian still manageable, watched Eva 2.22 again in lecture. Went to gym and was pleased to notice the improvement since my first days.
3) Wednesday - Pathological Physiology, Surgery Lecture, Russian. First class was awesome. Made short work of the questions my teacher threw at me, then watched 2 frogs get injected with liquid up their asses. The jerk reflex was awesome, the frog nearly rocketed out of the teacher's hand. Except when she put it in the aquarium, it leaped out from the water, and right onto the floor below, next to HER shoe. Scared the crap out of her. Had fun watching that. After class, went to library for some note writing while waiting for Eelin to go. Went to the internet office with her to settle some stuff with her account.... turned out it was deactivated. Bitch at counter was rude too and we were just too tired to argue. Now we have to go to Sovetskaya and search for that office, which I think should be somewhere near to the hospital where Prapa was once hospitalized. Oh well... I don't wanna see that place to be honest.
4) Thursday - Surgery, Therapy Lecture - Watched the beginning of abdominal surgery. Was pretty interesting, watching the surgeons reopen the old scar, then rummaging inside the cavity for the thrombus. Saw the small intestine lying OUTSIDE the incision. And saw something black under the wall of the big intestine. Cool, patient didn't clear his bowels, and that made us chuckle.
5) Today - Therapy, Microbiology, Russian - Uneventful day, which is like really really good, though I severely overslept this morning, woke up at 7.40am.
Till next time, but have this as a little token of remembrance.
Haven't been around for a while, guess that would be due to the workload the teachers AND the students are giving me. Been almost a week, and haven't made much headway into that 22-page Japanese medical journal, but well there's still time before 7th November, so I can still take a break, or at least that's what I think.
'course the daily annoyance in class is still.... annoying to say the least. Well yeah, I have a low tolerance for people who try to act like they're cute, while in reality they're butt fugly (now I'm not one to comment on that myself, I know, but when the hater in me comes out, things DO change). Especially those who are butt fugly, try to fake cutesy FOR A CERTAIN REASON, and DENY THAT VERY REASON, and CONTINUE TO KEEP THAT ACT UP. Well this certain one thinks she's cute, but I have a word for that - irritating.
Besides that "cute" issue, there's also this "faker" side. Which is even more of an annoyance. What I'm really tempted to say to this special someone is, "If you can't be yourself around other people, disappear from my sight". You do not wear a mask around those you call friends, otherwise why would they be friends? Example : Who the hell would actually irritate the crap out of someone, quarrel with someone, then turn around and ask someone for stuff, in a very "slurry" way? Get real. Just because you're the only girl in a group of all guys does NOT mean we have to give you special treatment. It does not mean we must tolerate your crap. It does not mean we must spoonfeed you. In short, it doesn't make you special. If you want someone who can do that, get a boyfriend. And if you fail to do so, go cry to your parents.
Enough of that annoying one though, this week has been treating me quite nicely for a change. Let's see....
1) Monday - Pharmacology concluding test. First time I realized our teacher was a kind hearted soul beneath the emotionless mask he had for a face.
2) Tuesday - Pathological Anatomy, Bioethics Lecture, Russian still manageable, watched Eva 2.22 again in lecture. Went to gym and was pleased to notice the improvement since my first days.
3) Wednesday - Pathological Physiology, Surgery Lecture, Russian. First class was awesome. Made short work of the questions my teacher threw at me, then watched 2 frogs get injected with liquid up their asses. The jerk reflex was awesome, the frog nearly rocketed out of the teacher's hand. Except when she put it in the aquarium, it leaped out from the water, and right onto the floor below, next to HER shoe. Scared the crap out of her. Had fun watching that. After class, went to library for some note writing while waiting for Eelin to go. Went to the internet office with her to settle some stuff with her account.... turned out it was deactivated. Bitch at counter was rude too and we were just too tired to argue. Now we have to go to Sovetskaya and search for that office, which I think should be somewhere near to the hospital where Prapa was once hospitalized. Oh well... I don't wanna see that place to be honest.
4) Thursday - Surgery, Therapy Lecture - Watched the beginning of abdominal surgery. Was pretty interesting, watching the surgeons reopen the old scar, then rummaging inside the cavity for the thrombus. Saw the small intestine lying OUTSIDE the incision. And saw something black under the wall of the big intestine. Cool, patient didn't clear his bowels, and that made us chuckle.
5) Today - Therapy, Microbiology, Russian - Uneventful day, which is like really really good, though I severely overslept this morning, woke up at 7.40am.
Till next time, but have this as a little token of remembrance.
Monday, 18 October 2010
18/10/2010
Drama. Drama. Drama. Drama. DORAMA.
Loads of that crap swirling around. Over a bloody election. Over a crossed opinion. Over a..... T-SHIRT????
1Malaysia. Ever that far distant utopia. One can only dream of all that. It's quite the impossible for the current society.
Not to say anything about it, but it has been impossible ever since May 13th.
Course, nothing more should be spoken here, except "Grow up".
And I still think Unlimited Blade Works the Movie rocks
Loads of that crap swirling around. Over a bloody election. Over a crossed opinion. Over a..... T-SHIRT????
1Malaysia. Ever that far distant utopia. One can only dream of all that. It's quite the impossible for the current society.
Not to say anything about it, but it has been impossible ever since May 13th.
Course, nothing more should be spoken here, except "Grow up".
And I still think Unlimited Blade Works the Movie rocks
Friday, 15 October 2010
Campaigning for Media Director
Hello everyone, I’m Khor Leet Liang from Year 3, Group 29. I would like to run for the post of Media Director.
As all of you should have been informed, the Media Director is supposed:
1. To inform the Malaysian community of Volgograd of activities and notifications, which concern them, through a number of mediums including, but not limited to, the official MSA Facebook pages, the official MSA blog, the official MSA forum and e-mail.
2. To maintain the official MSA Facebook pages, the official MSA blog, the official MSA forum
3. To be the ‘public face’ of the MSA, meaning the Media Director has to address every issue raised with the answers provided by the MSA in a calm, clear and politically correct way.
When information of substantial importance comes to me, I’m that kind of person who spreads it out the moment I find my means to, handphone/computer/sometimes even announcing it in public if I have to, I mean, lectures.
I spend a large part of my time online, so much I may already qualify to be a nerd. I do not mean to brag, but my efficiency in managing media is very high and those who have worked as my superiors in MCSC can testify to that.
Did I mention I’m the current Media Director of Malaysian Chinese Students Community? Because I am.
A couple more reasons why I think I’m suited for this job:
1) I have experience in Photoshop.
2) I have, and am still acquiring experience with making video slideshows.
3) I’m more than willing to sacrifice my time for my job.
4) I’m one of those rare guys who can inform you about almost everything.
5) I’m highly informative.
6) I designed the bookmarks distributed to all MCSC members in commemoration of Mid-Autumn Festival 2010.
7) I’m a writer. It’s a hobby all right, but I do have a blog (implying that I am capable of managing one), and I’ve been writing since high school.
8) I speak 5 languages.
9) I’m… Ok perhaps I won’t mention this one.
So that’s it for you, guys. Please do nominate me vote for me, and I’ll be sure to return your expectations in equal, or even higher amounts!
Cheers.
Rolo Khor Leet Liang (3rd Year)
Monday, 11 October 2010
11/10/10
God, someone kill me please. Rain a shower of blades on me, pierce me through the ehart with a lance, anything. Third year is ridiculous. The amount of things you need to absorb. The amount of things you're expected to know. The tedious class hours. The lack of sleep.
God screws me around. He gives me good things on bad days. Which is obviously quite wrong, because the Macrosss Frontier movie torrent just finished downloading. And I have a concluding tomorrow. For path anat. Even better.
Either way, I think I'm spending tonight with a book of lectures from her, and these two songs.
Tsubasa wo Kudasai - Ayanami Rei (Megumi Hayashibara) from Evangelion 2.22
future gazer - fripSide from To Aru Kagaku no Railgun OVA
Watched Unlimited Blade Works movie raw, making my total raw anime count to 3, and also watched Evangelion 2.22. Must say though, Blu-Ray is a totally different world from DVD. Back then, when Valo-chan said to me "once you go HD you don't go back lol", I still shrugged it off. Till I started watching 1280x720 mkv anime. Never went back. Now I'm watching these new movies on 1920x1080. Hmmm......
Macross Galaxy Final Tour in Budokan still downloading... a whopping 18gigs of hard disk space. Can't wait to actually watch that.
And of course, I still very much miss having that goddamn furry bastard around. A lot.
God screws me around. He gives me good things on bad days. Which is obviously quite wrong, because the Macrosss Frontier movie torrent just finished downloading. And I have a concluding tomorrow. For path anat. Even better.
Either way, I think I'm spending tonight with a book of lectures from her, and these two songs.
Tsubasa wo Kudasai - Ayanami Rei (Megumi Hayashibara) from Evangelion 2.22
future gazer - fripSide from To Aru Kagaku no Railgun OVA
Watched Unlimited Blade Works movie raw, making my total raw anime count to 3, and also watched Evangelion 2.22. Must say though, Blu-Ray is a totally different world from DVD. Back then, when Valo-chan said to me "once you go HD you don't go back lol", I still shrugged it off. Till I started watching 1280x720 mkv anime. Never went back. Now I'm watching these new movies on 1920x1080. Hmmm......
Macross Galaxy Final Tour in Budokan still downloading... a whopping 18gigs of hard disk space. Can't wait to actually watch that.
And of course, I still very much miss having that goddamn furry bastard around. A lot.
Wednesday, 29 September 2010
29/09/2010
很多时候，都会有这样的想法:“啊，今晚比较得空，可以休息一下，空出时间来陪陪自己，做些自己爱做的事。”
很多时候，都会眼睁睁的看着这些想法泡汤。
终究我也不是铁人，不是多啦A梦，不能随时随地给你拔出一个任意门，不能随时随地都在你身边，不能随时为你效劳，不能实现你的愿望。
真的很高兴能有像依玲，Jacquelyn 和 Carmen 那么肯帮忙的学妹们。
到最后呢，还是一句，我累了。
很多时候，都会眼睁睁的看着这些想法泡汤。
终究我也不是铁人，不是多啦A梦，不能随时随地给你拔出一个任意门，不能随时随地都在你身边，不能随时为你效劳，不能实现你的愿望。
真的很高兴能有像依玲，Jacquelyn 和 Carmen 那么肯帮忙的学妹们。
到最后呢，还是一句，我累了。
Sunday, 12 September 2010
Tiny Hands
遠くで遠くで揺れてる稲穂の海
Far, far away, there's a swaying sea of wheat plants
帆を上げ帆を上げ目指した思い出へと
Raise the sails, raise the sails, toward the memories we aimed for we go
僕らは今日までの悲しいこと全部覚えてるか、忘れたか
Do we still remember all the sad things up to now, or have we already forgotten them?
小さな手にもいつからか僕ら追い越してく強さ
Even in the small hand rests the strength to overtake us someday
熟れた葡萄の下泣いてた日から歩いた
How many days have already passed since you sat crying under the ripe grapes?
小さな手でも離れても僕らはこの道ゆくんだ
Even when the small hand leaves us, we will continue walking down this path
いつかくる日は 一番の思い出を仕舞って
And when the day comes, we will welcome it with our best memories
季節は移り もう冷たい風が
The seasons come and go, and now the cold blowing wind
包まれて眠れ あの春の歌の中で
Has already been wrapped up and is sleeping in the song of spring
小さな手にもいつからか僕ら追い越してく強さ
In the small hand rests the strength to overtake us one day
濡れた頬にはどれだけの笑顔が映った
How many smiles are reflected in the tears on our cheeks?
小さな手でも離れても僕らはこの道ゆくんだ
Even as the small hand parts from ours, we will still continue down this path
そしてくる日は 僕らも思い出を仕舞った
And when that day comes, we will welcome it with our most precious memories
小さな手でもいつの日か僕ら追い越してゆくんだ
In the small hand rests the strength to overtake us one day
やがてくる日は 新しい季節を開いた
And when that day comes, it will be a new season once again.
This is dedicated to all parents out there, and especially to my parents. Dad, mom, I love you guys, and thank you so much!
Monday, 6 September 2010
06/09/2010
Been a while since I came back to this place. It's been almost a week since classes started and I still can't bring myself to comprehend the fact. Darn I'm having classes from 8am-5pm on a daily basis, and there's this annoying philosophy class at 2.20pm on alternate Saturdays. Who the hell wants to go to class on a prime nap time on SATURDAYS?
Also, I came to the depressing realization that without my internet, I am nothing.
Also, I came to the depressing realization that without my internet, I am nothing.
Thursday, 12 August 2010
山打根一旅
好几天没上网了，有点不习惯，现在打起字还有点慢慢的。没上网，是因为上山打根玩儿去了。
说得也真奇怪，怎么没事跑去山打根游玩？什么地方不好去，偏去山打根？想起就好笑。那时正是考试期间，房里念书念烦了，便想换个地方念。下楼时经过了学弟学妹们那楼，便顺道拜访一下学妹依。谈着谈着，也没想就说：“，今年暑假我来山打根找你，你带我去玩。”
也没想到她居然那么爽快就答应了。
星期一，抵达的第一天。虚了，一拖着行李出机场就看到她了。原来她与母亲来接机。那晚也累了，由伯母带去间快餐厅草草了结晚餐。回她家途中，绕过了，医院，还有她以前上的中学。还看了几栋洋房呢！那时，我不禁感觉到在槟城见到最大的屋子是多么的小，土地是多么的贵!
第二天，早上去看了渔村，还吃了那儿著名的皮蛋饺。然后坐着车子去看风景。山打根的环状交叉路中央都会有个城市的象征，还真的蛮独特的。那天，参观了山打根普济寺。从山上眺望海景，真的很美，是非笔墨所能形容的。参观完普济寺，接下来就是看鳄鱼了。看着那顽固的老鳄鱼，看着依玲被鳄鱼吓得窘状，好好笑！那边还有个小小的动物园。
喂了小鹿
可爱吧！牺牲了三条鱼，换来了这张！
下午伯母没空了，就由依玲带我去看人猿。听说平时来的很多，只是那天它们应该是知道我要来，全躲了！只来了四只，靠！但至少还是来了，没白费我们等待的时间。它们津津有味地吃着工作人员所提供的香蕉，还有一个打包回窝了呢！
瞧右边那只=）
依玲该是有点不满意，走出森林一直在说：“希望等下突然跳出一只来吓死你，我才甘愿！”逗得我笑个不停。出去之后，参观了花园，看奇花异草，走山路，走吊桥！第一次走吊桥，真的不习惯，左右摇摆，活似个醉汉似的，转身一看后面。。。还是别说的好=）那晚的晚餐，伯父请吃海鲜。山打根的海鲜好吃，但还是觉得淡文村的好吃些。也许是习惯吧？
第三天，上苏高去，将近两个小时的车程，好累人！在苏高，租了艘船，去游河，看风景。看到了好多猴子，一条懒惰的蛇，还有一些躲得好快的犀鸟。依玲一直想看到大象过河的奇观，但很可惜未能如愿。
看到猴子就想起佑升和保温学弟们=）
此程拍的唯一一张大合照
这次真的非常谢谢陈家对我的厚待，我实在没齿难忘！依玲，你永远都会是我最喜欢的学妹哦！
这是我第一次用华语打blog。也累了，要睡了，大家晚安！
Wednesday, 4 August 2010
05/08/2010
Having one of the busiest summers of my life this year. With short holidays, bank cards expired, and so much more random stuff to do.
Got invited to an art exhibition by my ex-art teacher Mr. Woo, which I'm NOT looking forward to attend, and then I'm going to Toon Shoppe (hope it's still there) later with Wei Lin to check out their stuff. Hope I can get some good nendoroids/PVC figures, I don't care, as long as I get my characters!
Been rewarded pretty nicely this summer, got a Lumix absolutely FREE from the drug company, and coming soon is either an iPhone OR a HTC.
Looks like this summer might not be so bad after all!
Got invited to an art exhibition by my ex-art teacher Mr. Woo, which I'm NOT looking forward to attend, and then I'm going to Toon Shoppe (hope it's still there) later with Wei Lin to check out their stuff. Hope I can get some good nendoroids/PVC figures, I don't care, as long as I get my characters!
Been rewarded pretty nicely this summer, got a Lumix absolutely FREE from the drug company, and coming soon is either an iPhone OR a HTC.
Looks like this summer might not be so bad after all!
Friday, 23 July 2010
A Tribute To The Greatest Bear/Friend
He was 21. He had just crossed 21. He had a bright future ahead of him. He was going to become a doctor, a father, and even a grandfather. Heck, scratch that. In 7 days he was going to go home to his family. But God cruelly denied him all of that.
Prapagaraan Loganathan Magendran
17 May 1989 - 22 July 2010
Prapa was a true friend, a real brother who never hesitated to put others’ priorities above his own. He was ever willing to help, ever willing to listen. Truth be told, a tolerance such as his is truly a rare finding in a world as this.
He was a man of many names too. Prapabinho, Praps, Maxkiller in games, hell in pre-med he called himself Mr. Romeo! Days with him were fun, and worth spending. He will always be remembered for his smile, his kindness, his “cock face” and his signature summoning jutsu.
Thank you for coming into our lives, Prapa. You will dearly be missed, your words and smiles will always be in our hearts and warm us in times of sorrow.
A dedication to you, Prapa:
<My Most Precious Treasure> – Lisa
Whenever our faces met, we would only fight
Even those were good memories
You taught me this. I’m not afraid anymore
No matter how difficult it is, I can grab hold of happiness, so…
Even alone, I’ll go on, even if it’s painful
I’ll definitely take along the dream I saw with you
Being with you was so wonderful, you and not anyone else
But when I woke up in the morning, you're not there
I felt like we could just have fun forever
I understand that I only felt that way
I no longer regret that I was born
Like the feeling after a festival, it’s lonely, but it's time to go
I’ll go anywhere with the things that I learned here
I’ll show that I can make the dream called happiness come true
Even if we’re apart, no matter how far apart we become,
I will live on in a new morning
Even alone, I’ll go on, even if I want to die
I’ll hear your voice telling me that I must not die
Even if it looks painful, even if I’m crying in loneliness,
Deep in my heart I feel your warmth
Turning and flowing along, time is transient
What happened then? I can’t remember
But if I try closing my eyes, I can hear someone’s laughter
Somehow, that is now my most precious treasure
Rest in peace, dear friend. Chaoz, buddy!
Monday, 12 July 2010
ISML 2010 Ruby Period — Round 4 Balloting
ARENA 01: Hiiragi Kagami [Shiina Mafuyu]
ARENA 02: Asahina Mikuru [Fujibayashi Ryō]
ARENA 03: Sakurano Kurimu [Misaka Mikoto]
ARENA 04: [Katsura Hinagiku] Holo
ARENA 05: [Minami Chiaki] Furude Rika
ARENA 06: [Kawashima Ami] Ikaros
ARENA 07: Konjiki no Yami [Shiina Minatsu]
ARENA 08: Saber [Sengoku Nadeko]
ARENA 09: Furude Hanyū [Akaba Chizuru]
ARENA 10: Nymph [Kushieda Minori]
ARENA 11: Sunohara Mei [Abstained] Maria
ARENA 12: Shana [Abstained] Tōsaka Rin
ARENA 13: Fujibayashi Kyō [Fate Testarossa]
ARENA 14: Izumi Konata [Nagato Yuki]
ARENA 15: [Aisaka Taiga] Hirasawa Yui
ARENA 16: Ibuki Fūko [Haramura Nodoka]
ARENA 17: [Furukawa Nagisa] Hiiragi Tsukasa
ARENA 18: Takamachi Nanoha [Saten Ruiko]
ARENA 19: [Saginomiya Isumi] Hirasawa Ui
ARENA 20: Okazaki Ushio [C.C.]
ARENA 21: Suzumiya Haruhi [Sakagami Tomoyo]
ARENA 22: [Fukuji Mihoko] Illyasviel von Einzbern
ARENA 23: Nakano Azusa [Abstained] Akiyama Mio
ARENA 24: [Senjōgahara Hitagi] Sanzen'in Nagi
ARENA 25: [Louise Vallière] Ichinose Kotomi
ARENA 26: [Amamiya Manami] Onda Aka
ARENA 02: Asahina Mikuru [Fujibayashi Ryō]
ARENA 03: Sakurano Kurimu [Misaka Mikoto]
ARENA 04: [Katsura Hinagiku] Holo
ARENA 05: [Minami Chiaki] Furude Rika
ARENA 06: [Kawashima Ami] Ikaros
ARENA 07: Konjiki no Yami [Shiina Minatsu]
ARENA 08: Saber [Sengoku Nadeko]
ARENA 09: Furude Hanyū [Akaba Chizuru]
ARENA 10: Nymph [Kushieda Minori]
ARENA 11: Sunohara Mei [Abstained] Maria
ARENA 12: Shana [Abstained] Tōsaka Rin
ARENA 13: Fujibayashi Kyō [Fate Testarossa]
ARENA 14: Izumi Konata [Nagato Yuki]
ARENA 15: [Aisaka Taiga] Hirasawa Yui
ARENA 16: Ibuki Fūko [Haramura Nodoka]
ARENA 17: [Furukawa Nagisa] Hiiragi Tsukasa
ARENA 18: Takamachi Nanoha [Saten Ruiko]
ARENA 19: [Saginomiya Isumi] Hirasawa Ui
ARENA 20: Okazaki Ushio [C.C.]
ARENA 21: Suzumiya Haruhi [Sakagami Tomoyo]
ARENA 22: [Fukuji Mihoko] Illyasviel von Einzbern
ARENA 23: Nakano Azusa [Abstained] Akiyama Mio
ARENA 24: [Senjōgahara Hitagi] Sanzen'in Nagi
ARENA 25: [Louise Vallière] Ichinose Kotomi
ARENA 26: [Amamiya Manami] Onda Aka
Saturday, 10 July 2010
10/07/2010
Honestly. Does a heart attack affect your brain? Prapz’s patient struck again today with his haircut comments. Albeit with major errors.
Apparently:
1) He thought Shafiq was me.
2) Shafiq has short hair.
Dude was ranting all the while when the nurse was getting his drop infusion system administered. Something about wanting to get a pair of scissors and cut Shafiq’s hair himself.
Couldn’t take it anymore and for the first time in my supposedly work-only report file, I scribbled “Note that heart diseases affect patients mentally too.”
Worse thing about practicals is that things got really boring since Monday. The nurse on duty was an arrogant bitch who wouldn’t stand for accepting any of our help (not even when she was holding an IV stand in each hand and balancing a medical tray on both her wrists) and wouldn’t even let us watch her performing her chores.
Saturday nurses, however are nice. They were polite, willing to let us try, and explained stuff even when we didn’t even ask.
And one thing that is annoying is that it’s getting really hot here. It’s sweltering, and I’m walking to the hospital in the morning, walking back to the hospital at midday. Which means my arms and parts of my body not covered by the shirt and jeans are obviously much darker. And I come back home with a semi-transparent shirt wet from sweat. Feels kind of icky peeling that thing off your skin.
Icing on the cake for this week was seeing that my dear li’l bro failed his chemistry. HAH.Thursday, 8 July 2010
ISML 2010 Ruby Period - Round 3 Balloting
ARENA 01: [Shana] Minami Chiaki
ARENA 02: Haramura Nodoka [Akiyama Mio]
ARENA 03: [Nakano Azusa] Ibuki Fūko
ARENA 04: [Nagato Yuki] Ikaros
ARENA 05: [Shiina Mafuyu] Takamachi Nanoha
ARENA 06: [Saber] Fukuji Mihoko
ARENA 07: Sakurano Kurimu [Asahina Mikuru]
ARENA 08: [Fate Testarossa] Furukawa Nagisa
ARENA 09: Aisaka Taiga [Nymph]
ARENA 10: Hirasawa Yui [Saginomiya Isumi]
ARENA 11: Illyasviel von Einzbern [Sengoku Nadeko]
ARENA 12: [Kushieda Minori] Holo
ARENA 13: [Hiiragi Kagami] Ichinose Kotomi
ARENA 14: Fujibayashi Kyō [Hiiragi Tsukasa]
ARENA 15: Konjiki no Yami [Louise Vallière]
ARENA 16: Senjōgahara Hitagi [Maria]
ARENA 17: [Saten Ruiko] Okazaki Ushio
ARENA 18: [Misaka Mikoto] Hirasawa Ui
ARENA 19: [Sakagami Tomoyo] C.C.
ARENA 20: Suzumiya Haruhi [Shiina Minatsu]
ARENA 21: Fujibayashi Ryō [Katsura Hinagiku]
ARENA 22: [Tōsaka Rin] Furude Rika
ARENA 23: [Sunohara Mei] Furude Hanyū
ARENA 24: Izumi Konata [Kawashima Ami]
ARENA 25: [Akaba Chizuru] Sanzen'in Nagi
ARENA 26: [Asagami Fujino] Kamura Reiri
ARENA 02: Haramura Nodoka [Akiyama Mio]
ARENA 03: [Nakano Azusa] Ibuki Fūko
ARENA 04: [Nagato Yuki] Ikaros
ARENA 05: [Shiina Mafuyu] Takamachi Nanoha
ARENA 06: [Saber] Fukuji Mihoko
ARENA 07: Sakurano Kurimu [Asahina Mikuru]
ARENA 08: [Fate Testarossa] Furukawa Nagisa
ARENA 09: Aisaka Taiga [Nymph]
ARENA 10: Hirasawa Yui [Saginomiya Isumi]
ARENA 11: Illyasviel von Einzbern [Sengoku Nadeko]
ARENA 12: [Kushieda Minori] Holo
ARENA 13: [Hiiragi Kagami] Ichinose Kotomi
ARENA 14: Fujibayashi Kyō [Hiiragi Tsukasa]
ARENA 15: Konjiki no Yami [Louise Vallière]
ARENA 16: Senjōgahara Hitagi [Maria]
ARENA 17: [Saten Ruiko] Okazaki Ushio
ARENA 18: [Misaka Mikoto] Hirasawa Ui
ARENA 19: [Sakagami Tomoyo] C.C.
ARENA 20: Suzumiya Haruhi [Shiina Minatsu]
ARENA 21: Fujibayashi Ryō [Katsura Hinagiku]
ARENA 22: [Tōsaka Rin] Furude Rika
ARENA 23: [Sunohara Mei] Furude Hanyū
ARENA 24: Izumi Konata [Kawashima Ami]
ARENA 25: [Akaba Chizuru] Sanzen'in Nagi
ARENA 26: [Asagami Fujino] Kamura Reiri
Tuesday, 6 July 2010
ISML 2010 Ruby Period - Round 2 Balloting
ARENA 01: [C.C.] Hirasawa Ui
ARENA 02: [Akiyama Mio] Louise Vallière
ARENA 03: Furude Hanyū [Saber]
ARENA 04: Ikaros [Akaba Chizuru]
ARENA 05: [Fate Testarossa] Furude Rika
ARENA 06: Nagato Yuki [Abstained] Sunohara Mei
ARENA 07: [Katsura Hinagiku] Okazaki Ushio
ARENA 08: [Izumi Konata] Holo
ARENA 09: Kushieda Minori [Shiina Mafuyu]
ARENA 10: Aisaka Taiga [Saten Ruiko]
ARENA 11: Ichinose Kotomi [Fujibayashi Ryō]
ARENA 12: [Sanzen'in Nagi] Ibuki Fūko
ARENA 13: [Tōsaka Rin] Sakurano Kurimu
ARENA 14: [Suzumiya Haruhi] Asahina Mikuru
ARENA 15: Haramura Nodoka [Maria]
ARENA 16: [Illyasviel von Einzbern] Senjōgahara Hitagi
ARENA 17: [Hiiragi Kagami] Saginomiya Isumi
ARENA 18: [Sengoku Nadeko] Fujibayashi Kyō
ARENA 19: Kawashima Ami [Abstained] Sakagami Tomoyo
ARENA 20: Minami Chiaki [Takamachi Nanoha]
ARENA 21: Nymph [Shiina Minatsu]
ARENA 22: Hirasawa Yui [Nakano Azusa]
ARENA 23: [Fukuji Mihoko] Furukawa Nagisa
ARENA 24: Hiiragi Tsukasa [Shana]
ARENA 25: [Misaka Mikoto] Konjiki no Yami
ARENA 26: Erurū [Suzumi Tamao]
ARENA 02: [Akiyama Mio] Louise Vallière
ARENA 03: Furude Hanyū [Saber]
ARENA 04: Ikaros [Akaba Chizuru]
ARENA 05: [Fate Testarossa] Furude Rika
ARENA 06: Nagato Yuki [Abstained] Sunohara Mei
ARENA 07: [Katsura Hinagiku] Okazaki Ushio
ARENA 08: [Izumi Konata] Holo
ARENA 09: Kushieda Minori [Shiina Mafuyu]
ARENA 10: Aisaka Taiga [Saten Ruiko]
ARENA 11: Ichinose Kotomi [Fujibayashi Ryō]
ARENA 12: [Sanzen'in Nagi] Ibuki Fūko
ARENA 13: [Tōsaka Rin] Sakurano Kurimu
ARENA 14: [Suzumiya Haruhi] Asahina Mikuru
ARENA 15: Haramura Nodoka [Maria]
ARENA 16: [Illyasviel von Einzbern] Senjōgahara Hitagi
ARENA 17: [Hiiragi Kagami] Saginomiya Isumi
ARENA 18: [Sengoku Nadeko] Fujibayashi Kyō
ARENA 19: Kawashima Ami [Abstained] Sakagami Tomoyo
ARENA 20: Minami Chiaki [Takamachi Nanoha]
ARENA 21: Nymph [Shiina Minatsu]
ARENA 22: Hirasawa Yui [Nakano Azusa]
ARENA 23: [Fukuji Mihoko] Furukawa Nagisa
ARENA 24: Hiiragi Tsukasa [Shana]
ARENA 25: [Misaka Mikoto] Konjiki no Yami
ARENA 26: Erurū [Suzumi Tamao]
06/07/2010
Practicals started on first of July as they promised. Though the first day was an assembly at the Regional Hospital. After waiting for them for about an hour or so, we got our assigned timetables and places.
My group was assigned to Hospital No. 3. Pretty ideal, considering it was just a 5 minute walk from the hostel to the hospital. The first day I went there, we picked a patient and interviewed her.
Poor lady was hospitalized for angina pectoris. She had a history of diabetes melitus, hypertension, arrythmia, and to top that off she was overweight. Though she looked really young for a 74 year old lady.
The second day, we were given permission to perform injections. Of course, it was to be kept a secret from our dean, otherwise he'd be so totally pissed. The nurses there were kind and polite and often gave us chances to do things. I thought things wouldn't be as bad as I first thought they would be.
Until yesterday. The fourth day of practicals. The nurse was a stubborn arrogant stuck-up bitch who refused to let us touch anything, who refused to let us help. I mean, she was having difficulty carrying an IV drip stand in each hand, and balancing a tray on her wrists, and she wouldn't even let us help her carry the stands?
Another infuriating thing was when I was interviewing a patient, a doctor came in, shooed me out and asked me to close the door. And when I was closing the door I heard her say, "what's with them?" in a haughty tone.
And I learned the lulzy way that not all patients are as nice as the first lady we approached. My friend Prapz was interviewing the patient who was in the next bunk beside mine.
Prapz : How's your family?
Patient : There's only one girl in your group?
Prapz : Uh yeah.
Patient : Are her parents white?
Prapz : Err... they're all Chinese *waves an arm at me* so yeah they''re all white... I guess. So, sir, do you smoke?
Patient : Why? You want to smoke now?
Prapz : .... *stands up and leaves*
Patient now turns his attention to me and my patient
Me : So... what's your name?
My Patient : Slepov Pyotr Nikolaevich.
Prapz's Patient : He's Slepov.
Me : ... What were you hospitalized for?
My Patient : I had a very high pressure.
Prapz's Patient : He's been here for a long time
goes on and on till I'm down to my final question.
Me : Well I guess that's all for today, best of luck and health to you, Mr. Slepov.
My Patient : Thanks. You should follow the path of researching, go work in labs. You'll make a good lab worker.
Prapz's Patient : You know what, you should do cut your hair. It looks horrible.
My Patient : *looks at Prapz's patient* It's OK! No one cares, as long as he's a good doctor!
Me : Thank you Mr. Slepov. *shoots Prapz's patient a dirty look and leaves*
Damn practicals.... so fun yet so boring at the same time. On a random side note, if it were not for practicals, I'd already be home for.... 3 weeks?
My group was assigned to Hospital No. 3. Pretty ideal, considering it was just a 5 minute walk from the hostel to the hospital. The first day I went there, we picked a patient and interviewed her.
Poor lady was hospitalized for angina pectoris. She had a history of diabetes melitus, hypertension, arrythmia, and to top that off she was overweight. Though she looked really young for a 74 year old lady.
The second day, we were given permission to perform injections. Of course, it was to be kept a secret from our dean, otherwise he'd be so totally pissed. The nurses there were kind and polite and often gave us chances to do things. I thought things wouldn't be as bad as I first thought they would be.
Until yesterday. The fourth day of practicals. The nurse was a stubborn arrogant stuck-up bitch who refused to let us touch anything, who refused to let us help. I mean, she was having difficulty carrying an IV drip stand in each hand, and balancing a tray on her wrists, and she wouldn't even let us help her carry the stands?
Another infuriating thing was when I was interviewing a patient, a doctor came in, shooed me out and asked me to close the door. And when I was closing the door I heard her say, "what's with them?" in a haughty tone.
And I learned the lulzy way that not all patients are as nice as the first lady we approached. My friend Prapz was interviewing the patient who was in the next bunk beside mine.
Prapz : How's your family?
Patient : There's only one girl in your group?
Prapz : Uh yeah.
Patient : Are her parents white?
Prapz : Err... they're all Chinese *waves an arm at me* so yeah they''re all white... I guess. So, sir, do you smoke?
Patient : Why? You want to smoke now?
Prapz : .... *stands up and leaves*
Patient now turns his attention to me and my patient
Me : So... what's your name?
My Patient : Slepov Pyotr Nikolaevich.
Prapz's Patient : He's Slepov.
Me : ... What were you hospitalized for?
My Patient : I had a very high pressure.
Prapz's Patient : He's been here for a long time
goes on and on till I'm down to my final question.
Me : Well I guess that's all for today, best of luck and health to you, Mr. Slepov.
My Patient : Thanks. You should follow the path of researching, go work in labs. You'll make a good lab worker.
Prapz's Patient : You know what, you should do cut your hair. It looks horrible.
My Patient : *looks at Prapz's patient* It's OK! No one cares, as long as he's a good doctor!
Me : Thank you Mr. Slepov. *shoots Prapz's patient a dirty look and leaves*
Damn practicals.... so fun yet so boring at the same time. On a random side note, if it were not for practicals, I'd already be home for.... 3 weeks?
Monday, 28 June 2010
Graduation 2010
On a sleepy morning that I keep waking up to
I pull my necktie tight
And when I pass through my classroom door, I can start walking with my chest puffed out just a little
The wind blows through such ordinary days
I realized I heard it
I realized I felt it
Now in my chest that started to tremble
I realized it was coming already
I saw off
The millions of stars that were disappearing
I waved my hand
Saying, "Good for you"
Graduation 2010 - the second graduation ceremony I'd ever been to. It was also the second time I ever saw the university's entrance this crowded. This year's graduation was slightly different though, last year I only knew one graduate. this year, however, I knew most of the Chinese graduates, and I'd be lying if I said I wasn't sad they were leaving. I mean, I've only got to know them for 2 years!
I realized I heard it
I realized I felt it
Now in my chest that started to tremble
I realized it was coming already
A new sun overcame thousands of mornings
I realized you're waiting
I realized you're calling
My soul is trembling
I realized I found it
I saw off
The day that's able to disappear like millions of dreams
I waved my hand
Saying, "Thank you"
I pull my necktie tight
And when I pass through my classroom door, I can start walking with my chest puffed out just a little
The wind blows through such ordinary days
I realized I heard it
I realized I felt it
Now in my chest that started to tremble
I realized it was coming already
I saw off
The millions of stars that were disappearing
I waved my hand
Saying, "Good for you"
Graduation 2010 - the second graduation ceremony I'd ever been to. It was also the second time I ever saw the university's entrance this crowded. This year's graduation was slightly different though, last year I only knew one graduate. this year, however, I knew most of the Chinese graduates, and I'd be lying if I said I wasn't sad they were leaving. I mean, I've only got to know them for 2 years!
I realized I heard it
I realized I felt it
Now in my chest that started to tremble
I realized it was coming already
A new sun overcame thousands of mornings
I realized you're waiting
I realized you're calling
My soul is trembling
I realized I found it
I saw off
The day that's able to disappear like millions of dreams
I waved my hand
Saying, "Thank you"
Tuesday, 22 June 2010
My Saimoe 2010 Voting
ARENA 01: [Tōsaka Rin] Hirasawa Ui
ARENA 02: [Sakurano Kurimu] Minami Chiaki
ARENA 03: Sanzen'in Nagi [Louise Vallière]
ARENA 04: [Fujibayashi Kyō] Ichinose Kotomi
ARENA 05: Asahina Mikuru [Shana]
ARENA 06: Hirasawa Yui [Haramura Nodoka]
ARENA 07: [Senjōgahara Hitagi] Okazaki Ushio
ARENA 08: Nymph [Sengoku Nadeko]
ARENA 09: Suzumiya Haruhi [Saten Ruiko]
ARENA 10: Furude Hanyū [Shiina Mafuyu]
ARENA 11: Kawashima Ami [Katsura Hinagiku]
ARENA 12: Saginomiya Isumi [Akiyama Mio]
ARENA 13: [Misaka Mikoto] Ibuki Fūko
ARENA 14: [Fate Testarossa] Konjiki no Yami
ARENA 15: [Furukawa Nagisa] Takamachi Nanoha
ARENA 16: Izumi Konata [Fujibayashi Ryō]
ARENA 17: Maria [Abstained] Shiina Minatsu
ARENA 18: [Illyasviel von Einzbern] Aisaka Taiga
ARENA 19: Sakagami Tomoyo [Abstained] Sunohara Mei
ARENA 20: Fukuji Mihoko [Abstained] Holo
ARENA 21: Kushieda Minori [Abstained] Nagato Yuki
ARENA 22: C.C. [Abstained] Akaba Chizuru
ARENA 23: [Hiiragi Kagami] Hiiragi Tsukasa
ARENA 24: [Nakano Azusa] Ikaros
ARENA 25: Furude Rika [Saber]
ARENA 26: Lynn Minmay [Abstained] Tokimatsuri Eve
Goddamn see what biochem did to me.
ARENA 02: [Sakurano Kurimu] Minami Chiaki
ARENA 03: Sanzen'in Nagi [Louise Vallière]
ARENA 04: [Fujibayashi Kyō] Ichinose Kotomi
ARENA 05: Asahina Mikuru [Shana]
ARENA 06: Hirasawa Yui [Haramura Nodoka]
ARENA 07: [Senjōgahara Hitagi] Okazaki Ushio
ARENA 08: Nymph [Sengoku Nadeko]
ARENA 09: Suzumiya Haruhi [Saten Ruiko]
ARENA 10: Furude Hanyū [Shiina Mafuyu]
ARENA 11: Kawashima Ami [Katsura Hinagiku]
ARENA 12: Saginomiya Isumi [Akiyama Mio]
ARENA 13: [Misaka Mikoto] Ibuki Fūko
ARENA 14: [Fate Testarossa] Konjiki no Yami
ARENA 15: [Furukawa Nagisa] Takamachi Nanoha
ARENA 16: Izumi Konata [Fujibayashi Ryō]
ARENA 17: Maria [Abstained] Shiina Minatsu
ARENA 18: [Illyasviel von Einzbern] Aisaka Taiga
ARENA 19: Sakagami Tomoyo [Abstained] Sunohara Mei
ARENA 20: Fukuji Mihoko [Abstained] Holo
ARENA 21: Kushieda Minori [Abstained] Nagato Yuki
ARENA 22: C.C. [Abstained] Akaba Chizuru
ARENA 23: [Hiiragi Kagami] Hiiragi Tsukasa
ARENA 24: [Nakano Azusa] Ikaros
ARENA 25: Furude Rika [Saber]
ARENA 26: Lynn Minmay [Abstained] Tokimatsuri Eve
Goddamn see what biochem did to me.
Sunday, 20 June 2010
Increased Random-ness
Can't get myself to calm down and study biochemistry properly. It's Sunday today, and exam's on Friday. Great. Just great. I have absolutely no idea what I'm studying, nothing is going in, and whatever I'm reading, it's definitely not English, because if it was in English I'd have understood it better than I'm understanding it now.
Today was quite a Sunday, woke up to find the Internet server in the hostel down (why Sunday morning of all mornings I'll never know). Which meant my MW and CoB levelling were going to be set back. By a lot. Well as if that wasn't bad enough, the subsequent rage and frustration at the slow speed after recovery made me mis-click the MW energy pack. AT FULL ENERGY.
What a great way to kick off the day. Went to a senior's apartment to take some stuff she was giving and selling away, has a pretty lulzy chat with her over a certain someone LOL.
And it's 9pm and I'm sitting here, typing another post on my blog, and I'm in no condition to study biochemistry. Worse part is Friday's my exam, and Friday's graduation day. Which means Thursday is consultation day, and the only day I get to go make arrangements for the flowers and shit. It also means, not much studying is going to be done.
Looking good, another day of getting nothing done, of getting nothing into my brain. Though a consolation is that my pre-ordered Ryougi figurine arrived on Saturday, and now I have a 1/7 figure of Ryougi with Kuji Kanesada standing beside my laptop.
Love Ryougi, love the one who brought it to me even more. <3
Today was quite a Sunday, woke up to find the Internet server in the hostel down (why Sunday morning of all mornings I'll never know). Which meant my MW and CoB levelling were going to be set back. By a lot. Well as if that wasn't bad enough, the subsequent rage and frustration at the slow speed after recovery made me mis-click the MW energy pack. AT FULL ENERGY.
What a great way to kick off the day. Went to a senior's apartment to take some stuff she was giving and selling away, has a pretty lulzy chat with her over a certain someone LOL.
And it's 9pm and I'm sitting here, typing another post on my blog, and I'm in no condition to study biochemistry. Worse part is Friday's my exam, and Friday's graduation day. Which means Thursday is consultation day, and the only day I get to go make arrangements for the flowers and shit. It also means, not much studying is going to be done.
Looking good, another day of getting nothing done, of getting nothing into my brain. Though a consolation is that my pre-ordered Ryougi figurine arrived on Saturday, and now I have a 1/7 figure of Ryougi with Kuji Kanesada standing beside my laptop.
Love Ryougi, love the one who brought it to me even more. <3
Monday, 14 June 2010
14/06/2010
Been almost three weeks since I left this place abandoned. Or has it been more than three weeks? Well it matters not. I've been... busy, or at least I think.
But that's not the point today
Physiology exam is on 17th this month, which is 3 days from now, and I'm still struggling to remember all that crap about the way the body functions and whatnot, the mechanisms behind digestion... like when unit A uses a Tango of Essifation, 0 damage is dealt to the unit before the regen, which can be proven using Lord of Avernus... wait that's DotA mechanics, not digestive mechanisms.
I mean, much has been going on lately, with my clan in total disorder, my thoughts in pieces and my ankle sprained... well a sprained ankle is the least of my worries when I think about the upcoming exams and my ascending to the post of godfather of the clan.
At times I do wish I had certain someone by my side, someone capable enough to help me out with all these stuff, though I highly doubt the possibility of said person appearing any time soon.
Yesterday has by far been the worst, with me:
1) Burning my dinner.
2) Breaking my glasses which have been with me since I was 16.
3) Forgetting about my sprained ankle and going for basketball, only to be reminded of it later.
4) Having no dinner as a result of burning said dinner.
And worst part is I can't study. Not with the cicadas chirping outside my window (a call for me to go on a rampage in the hostel Rena-style). Not with the heat either. The underpowered fan isn't helping too. The study room downstairs is even worse, with the lack of mosquito netting, and lack of ventilation.
Even worse, my mind keeps drifting away, from Tachibana Kanade to the C200 back home to the roads and slopes of Japanese mountain passes.
Speaking of Tachibana Kanade, I really really do recommend watching Angel Beats, a show airing this season. 13 episodes, with a bloody awesome OP by Lia, and with good insert songs to match. The story is good too, somewhat inspiring, yet being able to touch one's heart.
Well I might've had too much of that, I mean, last night I had a dream, which fitted perfectly. In that world, I was dead, and I was at a school, a school for the afterlife. It was so real, I mean, I saw a couple of my Volgograd mates there too, and my death was so bizarre. I was in my C200 back home, driving my parents and a girl whose face I don't really remember. I can even remember I was turning out from the junction in front of my old house in BM when the engine failed (exact same problem I had last summer, where a component in the engine controlling the petrol/air mixture flow into the pistons spoiled, thus causing a severe lag, and a sudden stop) and a lorry came slamming into us. I blacked out, and the next moment I opened my eyes, I was there again. For the first time in my life, I actually experienced the fear of not being able to see my parents again, of not being able to see my friends, and not being able to see her again.
Damn when I jerked up, I was shivering from the fear of it. My heart was beating like a drummer on steroids and I was panting. No I don't want to have such a nightmare again.
On a side note though, I gotta call home and ask my mum if she's already fixed that C200, otherwise I'm not driving that car this summer.
But that's not the point today
Physiology exam is on 17th this month, which is 3 days from now, and I'm still struggling to remember all that crap about the way the body functions and whatnot, the mechanisms behind digestion... like when unit A uses a Tango of Essifation, 0 damage is dealt to the unit before the regen, which can be proven using Lord of Avernus... wait that's DotA mechanics, not digestive mechanisms.
I mean, much has been going on lately, with my clan in total disorder, my thoughts in pieces and my ankle sprained... well a sprained ankle is the least of my worries when I think about the upcoming exams and my ascending to the post of godfather of the clan.
At times I do wish I had certain someone by my side, someone capable enough to help me out with all these stuff, though I highly doubt the possibility of said person appearing any time soon.
Yesterday has by far been the worst, with me:
1) Burning my dinner.
2) Breaking my glasses which have been with me since I was 16.
3) Forgetting about my sprained ankle and going for basketball, only to be reminded of it later.
4) Having no dinner as a result of burning said dinner.
And worst part is I can't study. Not with the cicadas chirping outside my window (a call for me to go on a rampage in the hostel Rena-style). Not with the heat either. The underpowered fan isn't helping too. The study room downstairs is even worse, with the lack of mosquito netting, and lack of ventilation.
Even worse, my mind keeps drifting away, from Tachibana Kanade to the C200 back home to the roads and slopes of Japanese mountain passes.
Speaking of Tachibana Kanade, I really really do recommend watching Angel Beats, a show airing this season. 13 episodes, with a bloody awesome OP by Lia, and with good insert songs to match. The story is good too, somewhat inspiring, yet being able to touch one's heart.
Well I might've had too much of that, I mean, last night I had a dream, which fitted perfectly. In that world, I was dead, and I was at a school, a school for the afterlife. It was so real, I mean, I saw a couple of my Volgograd mates there too, and my death was so bizarre. I was in my C200 back home, driving my parents and a girl whose face I don't really remember. I can even remember I was turning out from the junction in front of my old house in BM when the engine failed (exact same problem I had last summer, where a component in the engine controlling the petrol/air mixture flow into the pistons spoiled, thus causing a severe lag, and a sudden stop) and a lorry came slamming into us. I blacked out, and the next moment I opened my eyes, I was there again. For the first time in my life, I actually experienced the fear of not being able to see my parents again, of not being able to see my friends, and not being able to see her again.
Damn when I jerked up, I was shivering from the fear of it. My heart was beating like a drummer on steroids and I was panting. No I don't want to have such a nightmare again.
On a side note though, I gotta call home and ask my mum if she's already fixed that C200, otherwise I'm not driving that car this summer.
Sunday, 23 May 2010
23/05/2010
Guess today has been a... fulfilling day. Went for Wesak celebration with Li Fen, Pan, and Jeannie. Celebration lasted from 11am to around 2pm, and involved ceremonies like chanting sutras, bathing the statue of Buddha. Lunch was awesome, vegetarian fried noodles (prepared by Chai Way and team, if I recall correctly) and vegetarian pilaff (prepared by a Russian dude, well he DID have good intentions, but pilaff just isn't pilaff without meat =( the smell of oil/butter is just too strong for comfort).
That being said, as I stood amongst fellow devotees, as I bathed the statue of Buddha with a fellow senior, I was reminded of the fact that I hadn't done this in 4 years, ever since I came to study here. In Malaysia, Wesak Day was like, hop on mum's car, go from temple to temple, and stop at the Seberang Perai Buddhist Association for FOOD! And bathe the statue with scented water filled with flowers, take 2 packets of the Buddha's "bath water", bring it home, mix it with my own bathing water and take a cool refreshing bath. Damn, I miss that stuff. The upside, however is that I'll be able to do it again in 4 years' time!
So after that, I went to the bookshop to hunt for a board, which I could nail to the wall and skewer bits and pieces of information on. Found a pretty good one (cork wood, couldn't find the modern type) for 750 rubles, which, frankly speaking was less than what I expected.
Got home, nailed the board, talked with an old schoolmate of mine, and went down for basketball, stopped on the way to tease a junior about a certain guest, and to my pleasant surprise, I found someone who actually read this!
Well of course about this junior, I guess there might be a blog entry coming up some time soon, depending on my level of procrastination.
Basketball game today was pretty good, at least we had a new guy, and there was an Arabian idiot who (deliberately?) shot the ball into the ring and had it land on my head for a painful whack. Wow the next time he does that I think I'll take a knife and cut the line between his testicles for good.
Nevertheless, I'm known as the master of abrupt endings, so over and out. Till next time.
That being said, as I stood amongst fellow devotees, as I bathed the statue of Buddha with a fellow senior, I was reminded of the fact that I hadn't done this in 4 years, ever since I came to study here. In Malaysia, Wesak Day was like, hop on mum's car, go from temple to temple, and stop at the Seberang Perai Buddhist Association for FOOD! And bathe the statue with scented water filled with flowers, take 2 packets of the Buddha's "bath water", bring it home, mix it with my own bathing water and take a cool refreshing bath. Damn, I miss that stuff. The upside, however is that I'll be able to do it again in 4 years' time!
So after that, I went to the bookshop to hunt for a board, which I could nail to the wall and skewer bits and pieces of information on. Found a pretty good one (cork wood, couldn't find the modern type) for 750 rubles, which, frankly speaking was less than what I expected.
Got home, nailed the board, talked with an old schoolmate of mine, and went down for basketball, stopped on the way to tease a junior about a certain guest, and to my pleasant surprise, I found someone who actually read this!
Well of course about this junior, I guess there might be a blog entry coming up some time soon, depending on my level of procrastination.
Basketball game today was pretty good, at least we had a new guy, and there was an Arabian idiot who (deliberately?) shot the ball into the ring and had it land on my head for a painful whack. Wow the next time he does that I think I'll take a knife and cut the line between his testicles for good.
Nevertheless, I'm known as the master of abrupt endings, so over and out. Till next time.
Friday, 21 May 2010
21/05/2010
So, as I mentioned, I have zero tolerance for idiocy. Today I realized that I too, have a low tolerance for stubbornness and obstinacy. So like I was in class, and these two classmates were arguing over the meanings of two Russian words, and one was so outrageously wrong and when I just stepped in, the wrong one glared at me and said "What do you know about this?". Obviously you're the wrong one here, you donkey-ass stubborn sonovabitch, and of all things, you DARE challenge MY knowledge of Russian language? And the teacher slammed the table and told him to shut up (to my gloating pleasure), and he didn't even offer an apology!
Right, so that soured my mood considerably. And just when I thought things couldn't get worse, my brother replied my message (I'd asked him about my blood pressure earlier, my dad was like "slightly high but nevertheless ok", but I trusted my brother more (shame on me) and so I'd decided to ask him). So I'd asked him about why there was a difference in the blood pressure numbers of my right and left arm, and he replied, "probably an error in the measurement. If the difference is not much, it does not matter. But what matters most is your BP is too high for your age. You gotta watch your diet."
Crap. My diet. Well, it's always been Chinese food, and we know the Chinese live longer than the Westerners, so it obviously shouldn't be a problem, should it? And I've been doing gym training PLUS basketball, so why do I have high blood pressure now?
Until I remembered my mother's words a few years back: "You must always take care of your health and watch your temper, because your family has a history of high blood pressure and diabetes. Look at your mother, now she's suffering from high blood pressure due to bad care of herself and bad temper."
Damn. Me and my bad temper. My mum's been getting me to fix that temper of mine for years, since I was 12, I believe, but it has only been fixed slightly. Or probably not fixed, because unlike at home, I let it all out at my poor mum, but I swallow all my rage, pains and anguishes into myself.
Well at least now I know why I'm so tired these days, why I had breathing difficulties at the MCSC luncheon last Sunday. I'm sorry for not listening to you, mum. I really am.
Right, so that soured my mood considerably. And just when I thought things couldn't get worse, my brother replied my message (I'd asked him about my blood pressure earlier, my dad was like "slightly high but nevertheless ok", but I trusted my brother more (shame on me) and so I'd decided to ask him). So I'd asked him about why there was a difference in the blood pressure numbers of my right and left arm, and he replied, "probably an error in the measurement. If the difference is not much, it does not matter. But what matters most is your BP is too high for your age. You gotta watch your diet."
Crap. My diet. Well, it's always been Chinese food, and we know the Chinese live longer than the Westerners, so it obviously shouldn't be a problem, should it? And I've been doing gym training PLUS basketball, so why do I have high blood pressure now?
Until I remembered my mother's words a few years back: "You must always take care of your health and watch your temper, because your family has a history of high blood pressure and diabetes. Look at your mother, now she's suffering from high blood pressure due to bad care of herself and bad temper."
Damn. Me and my bad temper. My mum's been getting me to fix that temper of mine for years, since I was 12, I believe, but it has only been fixed slightly. Or probably not fixed, because unlike at home, I let it all out at my poor mum, but I swallow all my rage, pains and anguishes into myself.
Well at least now I know why I'm so tired these days, why I had breathing difficulties at the MCSC luncheon last Sunday. I'm sorry for not listening to you, mum. I really am.
Thursday, 13 May 2010
Idiocy
Been getting in a row with the same person almost every day for almost a week now. Even my Facebook statuses have been like laser-guided RPGs landing on their mark on the same person. Punctuality. Ability to distinguish between right and wrong. I cannot emphasize the necessity of those enough. For being late and idiocy is something I absolutely do not tolerate.
Was in a row again earlier, over a tardy matter over being late, and in the end it seemed as though it was my fault. Look, you're late for one hour. Face it. Don't drag other people into this. You couldn't buy the things you needed. Fine. It's still your fault for putting such things to the last minute. Had you bought what you needed, you wouldn't have been late today, would you? Instead of saying things like "I had for wait for her, because she was somewhere else." or "I had to wait for her, because she was coming from somewhere else." Why can't people just face it and say, "I'm sorry I'm late, I couldn't gather the stuff I needed in time. My bad."
Okay, suppose you plan to push the blame on someone else, by saying you were late because you were waiting for them.
Very well, answer this.
Why couldn't you fucking call the person you claimed kept you waiting and tell him/her "I'm sorry, we're late, I'm going first, see you there."
Wasn't hard was it? And if you're reading this, you know I'm talking about you. you may hate me for all you want, but what has to be said must be said. This is a matter of pushing your responsibilities onto others. FFS, learn to be punctual. When Mahathir launched the "Learn from the East" plan in 1990, he meant emulate the Japanese sense of punctuality. Sadly, people have taken it wrong and they're interpreting it as an encouragement to pick up the culture.
Really. Idiocy is something I have ZERO tolerance for.
Was in a row again earlier, over a tardy matter over being late, and in the end it seemed as though it was my fault. Look, you're late for one hour. Face it. Don't drag other people into this. You couldn't buy the things you needed. Fine. It's still your fault for putting such things to the last minute. Had you bought what you needed, you wouldn't have been late today, would you? Instead of saying things like "I had for wait for her, because she was somewhere else." or "I had to wait for her, because she was coming from somewhere else." Why can't people just face it and say, "I'm sorry I'm late, I couldn't gather the stuff I needed in time. My bad."
Okay, suppose you plan to push the blame on someone else, by saying you were late because you were waiting for them.
Very well, answer this.
Why couldn't you fucking call the person you claimed kept you waiting and tell him/her "I'm sorry, we're late, I'm going first, see you there."
Wasn't hard was it? And if you're reading this, you know I'm talking about you. you may hate me for all you want, but what has to be said must be said. This is a matter of pushing your responsibilities onto others. FFS, learn to be punctual. When Mahathir launched the "Learn from the East" plan in 1990, he meant emulate the Japanese sense of punctuality. Sadly, people have taken it wrong and they're interpreting it as an encouragement to pick up the culture.
Really. Idiocy is something I have ZERO tolerance for.
Saturday, 10 April 2010
11/04/2010
舞い落ちた花弁が 粉雪に変わる頃
舞い上がる愛しさを 抱きしめた
静かに揺れてた 木の葉は今にも
終わりを告げて 散っていく
秋風薫る 夕陽射す道に
二人の影探す
辛くなる度に 君を傷つけた
自分だけ守ることばかり
言葉にしていた 擦れ違う日々を
区切るための笑顔
初めて心から人を
想えたこと 君がくれたから
信じてたよ永遠に この時が続くこと
降り積もる想い 止められなくて
きっと君が見えてなかった
「そばにいれる…」ただそれだけで
ずっと遥か先も
生きていける筈だとそう思った
私はまだ子供で
君が流した涙に気付かずに…
通いなれた道 並んで歩いた
どこまでも行ける気がしてた
いつも決まって 右隣の君
胸が高鳴ってた
瞳に映った 未来は同じと
たやすく決め付けていたんだ
茜に染まった 雑踏のなか
呟いた「ごめんね」
繋いだ手から 流れ込む
何より温かいこの気持ち
きっと忘れないように
君が残してくれた…
君と見た景色 些細な日々も
すべて輝いて見えたのは
いつも君がそばにいたから
暗い夜も全部
乗り越えてこられたの
ねえどうして忘れていたんだろう
君がいたから私らしくいれた
消えていく
君と見たいくつもの記憶たち
舞い上がる愛しさに溶けていく…
降り積もる想い 粉雪になり
きっと君を彩れるから
願いひとつだけ叶うなら
どうか君のもとで
寄り添える安らぎを 感じたいよ
あの日の景色のなか
君と二人で夢見たその先に…
愛すること 教えてくれた
この痛みを 忘れないから
君と私 過ごした意味が
いま 心に 灯る
次の季節を超えたその先に
私は歩き出すよ
君と誓った 言葉だけを抱いて…
Yay to myself for being able to understand up to 90%
舞い上がる愛しさを 抱きしめた
静かに揺れてた 木の葉は今にも
終わりを告げて 散っていく
秋風薫る 夕陽射す道に
二人の影探す
辛くなる度に 君を傷つけた
自分だけ守ることばかり
言葉にしていた 擦れ違う日々を
区切るための笑顔
初めて心から人を
想えたこと 君がくれたから
信じてたよ永遠に この時が続くこと
降り積もる想い 止められなくて
きっと君が見えてなかった
「そばにいれる…」ただそれだけで
ずっと遥か先も
生きていける筈だとそう思った
私はまだ子供で
君が流した涙に気付かずに…
通いなれた道 並んで歩いた
どこまでも行ける気がしてた
いつも決まって 右隣の君
胸が高鳴ってた
瞳に映った 未来は同じと
たやすく決め付けていたんだ
茜に染まった 雑踏のなか
呟いた「ごめんね」
繋いだ手から 流れ込む
何より温かいこの気持ち
きっと忘れないように
君が残してくれた…
君と見た景色 些細な日々も
すべて輝いて見えたのは
いつも君がそばにいたから
暗い夜も全部
乗り越えてこられたの
ねえどうして忘れていたんだろう
君がいたから私らしくいれた
消えていく
君と見たいくつもの記憶たち
舞い上がる愛しさに溶けていく…
降り積もる想い 粉雪になり
きっと君を彩れるから
願いひとつだけ叶うなら
どうか君のもとで
寄り添える安らぎを 感じたいよ
あの日の景色のなか
君と二人で夢見たその先に…
愛すること 教えてくれた
この痛みを 忘れないから
君と私 過ごした意味が
いま 心に 灯る
次の季節を超えたその先に
私は歩き出すよ
君と誓った 言葉だけを抱いて…
Yay to myself for being able to understand up to 90%
Friday, 26 March 2010
27/03/2010
Hmm, I was thinking of a random dump today... and well I guess nothing would be more random than treating you guys to Chapter Eleven of my current piece Lunatic Moon. Without further delay, I present:
She ran on, not knowing where she was going. Her legs moved, carrying her forward at their own will.
Panting, she kept on running until her legs gave way, sending her crumpling into an unceremonious heap on the ground. Panting, she struggled to her feet. It was night now, she had been sprinting for the whole day and her legs had brought her into the middle of a forest clearing.
I killed him… I killed an innocent person… with these hands… with them… I killed him!
Her heart beating wildly in her throat, she slowly walked through the clearing. Her trained nose suddenly picked up the faint odor of death and decay.
Strange… what would be rotting somewhere nearby?
The stench led her toward a tree in the forest. Skewered to the tree by two spears was the rotting corpse of a dwarf, maggots gnawing hungrily at his decomposing flesh. Twisted remains of what used to be a rifle lay beneath his feet, covered in dry cakes of blood.
Why would a dwarf be skewered to a tree rotting here? But more importantly… those spears… they seem familiar. Her curiosity took her mind temporarily off her confusion.
I remember now. Demon Dinner Forks… Yes, mistress Remilia… no, Balanar… that bastard was here.
Her fingers trembled as they wrapped themselves around the spears pinning the corpse to the tree. The dwarf slid to the ground with a dull thud.
Mistress Remilia… you’re nearby aren’t you? Just where are you?
“I believe that now is not the time to be worrying about a dead dwarf.” An emotionless voice spoke from behind her.
She turned around.
Blue tentacles quivered slowly, framing a face which consisted of only two slits serving as eyes. Inside them, she saw emptiness.
“Dark… terror…” she choked.
“Indeed. What, are you surprised?”
“Didn’t I… didn’t I… kill you?”
“Yes, you might have. I guess I was just lucky, before you killed the real me, my instincts kicked me slightly back through time. Of course, you had totally destroyed my body upon my return, so I had to spend some time rebuilding everything from scratch.”
“So… I didn’t kill you?”
“No, but that was certainly a painful episode. You’ll have to take responsibility for dissecting me. So…”
Sakuya’s eyes narrowed. Her eyes flashed teal as she drew her knife. Darkterror let loose a gurgling laugh, not finishing his sentence.
In unison, they charged, Darkterror whipping out a spiked mace from the folds of his clothing, Sakuya’s knife swinging toward the line across his throat.
He is weak now. Much of his energy has been squandered to rebuild his body. The way he is now, another cutting of his lines is what it’ll take to completely erase him from this world. He can’t step back through time anymore.
Her slash missed as Darkterror crouched low. In a flash, he who was lower than her aimed for her neck and drove his mace upward. Sakuya parried it. She retreated, putting some distance between them.
Her movement of retreating without moving her legs really resembles a spider, Darkterror thought. But, even so, does she know what good are legs if they can’t move?
“Ansuz, Fier, Dist!” Darkterror chanted as he continued to parry Sakuya’s vicious onslaught of slashes, invoking one of his most powerful spells, one that literally stopped the progress of time within a given radius.
A blue dome blanketed the area as he completed his incantation, specks of light rising slowly from the ground toward the skies. Darkterror laughed in mirth as Sakuya was frozen solid, locked by time in the midst of her attack.
As he sauntered forward, ready to bring his mace crashing onto her head, he noticed Sakuya’s eye twitch slightly. A split second later, her knife was already bearing down onto his unprotected forehead.
Had he missed that little twitch, she would’ve literally cut his head apart like a carving knife would a turkey.
Standing up after his unceremonious barrel roll backward, he glared at Sakuya.
“How could you have been able to move within my Chronosphere?”
“I don’t know,” Sakuya replied calmly as she walked forward. “I just learned how to toy with the flow of time to minimize the time I took doing my jobs at the mansion.
“So… die here.”
The moment she said that, the curtains descended upon the stage. She raised her knife-bearing arm.
She’ll definitely throw her knife, Darkterror predicted and readied his body for her assault.
They both had only one weapon. If he deflected it, she would lose her weapon. And he would kill her.
“Cruel Blood…”
She came like a banshee. The tucked arm moved to his side instantly in anticipation of her advance.
Preparing herself for the death blow, she turned her back to him.
Swoosh! She turned like a top.
Woosh! The glimmer of the knife as it cut through the air. Darkterror watched it with his eyes and judged that he could repel the blade. As he raised his mace, she came into his vision.
What kind of trick is this? As if swayed by the moonlight, she had taken off into the air, her back still toward him. At the peak of her leap, she flipped, her head moving down. At a nightmarish speed, along with the knife she threw, she came.
When Darkterror realized it, he was already in a pinch. If he hit her, the lower half of his body would be cleanly cut away. If he didn’t, then it would be death.
Everything happened too fast. Instinctively, he had parried the knife and the impact shook his entire body. As he reeled, she grabbed his head. With a sickening crunch, the bones in his neck gave way.
“…Izayoi.”
She said, landing deftly on her feet without a sound, her hands lifting up the hem of her skirt elegantly, her figure hunched in a slight bow, signaling the end of her miraculous dance beneath the moon.
Darkterror stood, his head torqued backwards, his body still not realizing its death.
Beneath the silver moon, a maid calmly took apart the same body she had dismantled earlier, a faint smile playing on her beautiful face.
... Yep, that's what I have in store for my readers at the DA forums. Though for a clearer idea of Sakuya's attack, I had my friend Robin Larsson make me a video.
Yes, as you can see, it's based in Nanaya's Last Arc, which is one of my favourite Last Arc Drives. I really think I should include Ryougi's Last Arc too next time =)
Oh yes, and we all love you, Lily Chong <3
She ran on, not knowing where she was going. Her legs moved, carrying her forward at their own will.
Panting, she kept on running until her legs gave way, sending her crumpling into an unceremonious heap on the ground. Panting, she struggled to her feet. It was night now, she had been sprinting for the whole day and her legs had brought her into the middle of a forest clearing.
I killed him… I killed an innocent person… with these hands… with them… I killed him!
Her heart beating wildly in her throat, she slowly walked through the clearing. Her trained nose suddenly picked up the faint odor of death and decay.
Strange… what would be rotting somewhere nearby?
The stench led her toward a tree in the forest. Skewered to the tree by two spears was the rotting corpse of a dwarf, maggots gnawing hungrily at his decomposing flesh. Twisted remains of what used to be a rifle lay beneath his feet, covered in dry cakes of blood.
Why would a dwarf be skewered to a tree rotting here? But more importantly… those spears… they seem familiar. Her curiosity took her mind temporarily off her confusion.
I remember now. Demon Dinner Forks… Yes, mistress Remilia… no, Balanar… that bastard was here.
Her fingers trembled as they wrapped themselves around the spears pinning the corpse to the tree. The dwarf slid to the ground with a dull thud.
Mistress Remilia… you’re nearby aren’t you? Just where are you?
“I believe that now is not the time to be worrying about a dead dwarf.” An emotionless voice spoke from behind her.
She turned around.
Blue tentacles quivered slowly, framing a face which consisted of only two slits serving as eyes. Inside them, she saw emptiness.
“Dark… terror…” she choked.
“Indeed. What, are you surprised?”
“Didn’t I… didn’t I… kill you?”
“Yes, you might have. I guess I was just lucky, before you killed the real me, my instincts kicked me slightly back through time. Of course, you had totally destroyed my body upon my return, so I had to spend some time rebuilding everything from scratch.”
“So… I didn’t kill you?”
“No, but that was certainly a painful episode. You’ll have to take responsibility for dissecting me. So…”
Sakuya’s eyes narrowed. Her eyes flashed teal as she drew her knife. Darkterror let loose a gurgling laugh, not finishing his sentence.
In unison, they charged, Darkterror whipping out a spiked mace from the folds of his clothing, Sakuya’s knife swinging toward the line across his throat.
He is weak now. Much of his energy has been squandered to rebuild his body. The way he is now, another cutting of his lines is what it’ll take to completely erase him from this world. He can’t step back through time anymore.
Her slash missed as Darkterror crouched low. In a flash, he who was lower than her aimed for her neck and drove his mace upward. Sakuya parried it. She retreated, putting some distance between them.
Her movement of retreating without moving her legs really resembles a spider, Darkterror thought. But, even so, does she know what good are legs if they can’t move?
“Ansuz, Fier, Dist!” Darkterror chanted as he continued to parry Sakuya’s vicious onslaught of slashes, invoking one of his most powerful spells, one that literally stopped the progress of time within a given radius.
A blue dome blanketed the area as he completed his incantation, specks of light rising slowly from the ground toward the skies. Darkterror laughed in mirth as Sakuya was frozen solid, locked by time in the midst of her attack.
As he sauntered forward, ready to bring his mace crashing onto her head, he noticed Sakuya’s eye twitch slightly. A split second later, her knife was already bearing down onto his unprotected forehead.
Had he missed that little twitch, she would’ve literally cut his head apart like a carving knife would a turkey.
Standing up after his unceremonious barrel roll backward, he glared at Sakuya.
“How could you have been able to move within my Chronosphere?”
“I don’t know,” Sakuya replied calmly as she walked forward. “I just learned how to toy with the flow of time to minimize the time I took doing my jobs at the mansion.
“So… die here.”
The moment she said that, the curtains descended upon the stage. She raised her knife-bearing arm.
She’ll definitely throw her knife, Darkterror predicted and readied his body for her assault.
They both had only one weapon. If he deflected it, she would lose her weapon. And he would kill her.
“Cruel Blood…”
She came like a banshee. The tucked arm moved to his side instantly in anticipation of her advance.
Preparing herself for the death blow, she turned her back to him.
Swoosh! She turned like a top.
Woosh! The glimmer of the knife as it cut through the air. Darkterror watched it with his eyes and judged that he could repel the blade. As he raised his mace, she came into his vision.
What kind of trick is this? As if swayed by the moonlight, she had taken off into the air, her back still toward him. At the peak of her leap, she flipped, her head moving down. At a nightmarish speed, along with the knife she threw, she came.
When Darkterror realized it, he was already in a pinch. If he hit her, the lower half of his body would be cleanly cut away. If he didn’t, then it would be death.
Everything happened too fast. Instinctively, he had parried the knife and the impact shook his entire body. As he reeled, she grabbed his head. With a sickening crunch, the bones in his neck gave way.
“…Izayoi.”
She said, landing deftly on her feet without a sound, her hands lifting up the hem of her skirt elegantly, her figure hunched in a slight bow, signaling the end of her miraculous dance beneath the moon.
Darkterror stood, his head torqued backwards, his body still not realizing its death.
Beneath the silver moon, a maid calmly took apart the same body she had dismantled earlier, a faint smile playing on her beautiful face.
... Yep, that's what I have in store for my readers at the DA forums. Though for a clearer idea of Sakuya's attack, I had my friend Robin Larsson make me a video.
Yes, as you can see, it's based in Nanaya's Last Arc, which is one of my favourite Last Arc Drives. I really think I should include Ryougi's Last Arc too next time =)
Oh yes, and we all love you, Lily Chong <3
Thursday, 18 March 2010
19/03/2010
Wow, it's nearly been a month since I last came back to this little retreat of mine. Hmm, let's see.... pages set... music...
.... set?
All right, now that the music has been selected, let the waltz begin.
Now really, what's bothering me this morning? I'm supposed to have a microbiology class later, but something in me tells me I have to be here, that this is the place to be. I must admit, my life has been quite a roller coaster since I came back from vacation. And NO I'm not talking about CoalGuys dropping Qwaser and me having to switch to Chibi-Doki and then SubDESU.
Anyways I was wondering what to write for today (well to be honest I was itching to write this Chinese love story thingy which had been circling in my mind for a long long time, I mean, writing a mushy love story in Chinese DOES really sound like my kind of thing, but the thought of typing it out sorta turned me off so...) and I accidentally leaked this thought to a CERTAIN SOMEONE, who promptly threw herself into this post.
So, who is this CERTAIN SOMEONE? この謎の美少女は誰(that roughly translates to who is this mysterious *ahem* beauty)？
She goes by the name Lily Chong. Yea, Lily as in the flower, 百合 in Japanese (this was what I learned from my first Kara no Kyoukai DVD).
I wonder myself, since when did I actually start talking to her?
Let's see.... after some sifting through my chat logs... here we have the result.
Date was January 20,2010, a Wednesday.
"(3:31 PM) Lilia: oi
(3:31 PM) 両義 志貴- 直視の魔眼: ohai
(3:31 PM) Lilia: the visa thingy right...
(3:31 PM) 両義 志貴- 直視の魔眼: yep
(3:31 PM) Lilia: we have to do it fast!! "
Now I remember, we were supposed to leave Volgograd for winter holidays on the same train. And when I was in England, I always clicked on her for conversations, because she was one of those who were online and actually replied.
Before the trip,
"(3:44 PM) Lilia: ull do fine
n go off to UK happily "
I was really scared that time, I mean it was one or two days before my histology exam and I still had so much left to cover! But she was totally calm and even gave me a confidence boost.
Well I know it's kind of weird, but we actually started talking like 2 years after our first encounter. That time I was still in my pre-med course, and she was in her first year. Yeah you know, the funny thing was, there was this Malay guy in MY batch who was after her.
Well being the nosy one I was, I went upstairs and asked a buddy of mine, "so who is this Lily Chong girl? She hot?" and promptly gained access to a couple of photos.
To be honest, my first impression of her was that she was one of those お嬢様 or 女王様 type of girls, a.k.a. those extra arrogant girls, but I guess I was wrong eh?
But she turned out to be the exact opposite, and as the way I put it to her the other night, she was no arrogant girl. On the opposite, she's quite modest, and that actually goes for both her ex-roommates Min Xin and Sheh Yi. Well, in my words, I'd put it like:
"(4:05 PM) Liliakonu.: but many ppl say their first impression of me is - lansi
(4:05 PM) 両義 志貴: how you guys treated the new padfak people
no lies
(4:05 PM) 両義 志貴: my first impression of you, sheh yi and min xin
lansi
=O
(4:06 PM) Liliakonu.: hahaha
cool
but why
:S
(4:06 PM) 両義 志貴: but well
(4:06 PM) 両義 志貴: I reached out to you people
and you guys reached out to me
and I was like
"hey that's cool, I could get used to this"?
(4:06 PM) Liliakonu.: lol yea n u eventually fell in love
"
I'd scratch that last part, but I'm just lazy. Hmm, since we're already here... I guess it really wouldn't hurt to dedicate this song to her, would it?
.... set?
All right, now that the music has been selected, let the waltz begin.
Now really, what's bothering me this morning? I'm supposed to have a microbiology class later, but something in me tells me I have to be here, that this is the place to be. I must admit, my life has been quite a roller coaster since I came back from vacation. And NO I'm not talking about CoalGuys dropping Qwaser and me having to switch to Chibi-Doki and then SubDESU.
Anyways I was wondering what to write for today (well to be honest I was itching to write this Chinese love story thingy which had been circling in my mind for a long long time, I mean, writing a mushy love story in Chinese DOES really sound like my kind of thing, but the thought of typing it out sorta turned me off so...) and I accidentally leaked this thought to a CERTAIN SOMEONE, who promptly threw herself into this post.
So, who is this CERTAIN SOMEONE? この謎の美少女は誰(that roughly translates to who is this mysterious *ahem* beauty)？
She goes by the name Lily Chong. Yea, Lily as in the flower, 百合 in Japanese (this was what I learned from my first Kara no Kyoukai DVD).
I wonder myself, since when did I actually start talking to her?
Let's see.... after some sifting through my chat logs... here we have the result.
Date was January 20,2010, a Wednesday.
"(3:31 PM) Lilia: oi
(3:31 PM) 両義 志貴- 直視の魔眼: ohai
(3:31 PM) Lilia: the visa thingy right...
(3:31 PM) 両義 志貴- 直視の魔眼: yep
(3:31 PM) Lilia: we have to do it fast!! "
Now I remember, we were supposed to leave Volgograd for winter holidays on the same train. And when I was in England, I always clicked on her for conversations, because she was one of those who were online and actually replied.
Before the trip,
"(3:44 PM) Lilia: ull do fine
n go off to UK happily "
I was really scared that time, I mean it was one or two days before my histology exam and I still had so much left to cover! But she was totally calm and even gave me a confidence boost.
Well I know it's kind of weird, but we actually started talking like 2 years after our first encounter. That time I was still in my pre-med course, and she was in her first year. Yeah you know, the funny thing was, there was this Malay guy in MY batch who was after her.
Well being the nosy one I was, I went upstairs and asked a buddy of mine, "so who is this Lily Chong girl? She hot?" and promptly gained access to a couple of photos.
To be honest, my first impression of her was that she was one of those お嬢様 or 女王様 type of girls, a.k.a. those extra arrogant girls, but I guess I was wrong eh?
But she turned out to be the exact opposite, and as the way I put it to her the other night, she was no arrogant girl. On the opposite, she's quite modest, and that actually goes for both her ex-roommates Min Xin and Sheh Yi. Well, in my words, I'd put it like:
"(4:05 PM) Liliakonu.: but many ppl say their first impression of me is - lansi
(4:05 PM) 両義 志貴: how you guys treated the new padfak people
no lies
(4:05 PM) 両義 志貴: my first impression of you, sheh yi and min xin
lansi
=O
(4:06 PM) Liliakonu.: hahaha
cool
but why
:S
(4:06 PM) 両義 志貴: but well
(4:06 PM) 両義 志貴: I reached out to you people
and you guys reached out to me
and I was like
"hey that's cool, I could get used to this"?
(4:06 PM) Liliakonu.: lol yea n u eventually fell in love
"
I'd scratch that last part, but I'm just lazy. Hmm, since we're already here... I guess it really wouldn't hurt to dedicate this song to her, would it?
Monday, 22 February 2010
23/02/2010
Noticed I had a fetish for placing dates as my blog post entry titles. Meh, not like it really matters. I sit here now, on a chair piled with my clothes, my fingers dancing a waltz on my keyboard. And why is that so? What has awakened the slumbering spirit?
People really do think only of themselves, don't they? As long as they're satisfied, as long as they get what they want, it hardly matters what the others think, neither does it matter what happens to others.
So, people were gambling this last night. In a hostel room. I think I might've mentioned this before, but a hostel room has 4 people staying in it. So really now, what happens when 3 out of 4 are gambling in the room, and the remaining one wants to sleep?
Well, this one person happened to be my "son", and seeing that he really wasn't going to get a good sleep in that room (no one can really sleep in a room where gambling takes place, right? With people yelling every time they lose or win.... All right I'll spare your ears from my rants about gambling today, but probably not next time), being the responsible "parent" I was, I decided to offer him a place to sleep in my room, a.k.a. my bed.
Really now, had they seen an occupant of the room wanting some sleep, couldn't they have called it a day and just dispersed? It was 3am in the morning. Now I don't really like to comment on peoples' actions, because I tend to end up flaming, which I really AM determined to avoid at all costs this time.
Letting him sleep in my bed proved to be a mistake, and a right decision at the same time. The right thing about it was, he got a place to sleep. The wrong thing was, I didn't.
But it really wasn't much of a problem for me then, as I was languishing in his bed in his place, fiddling with my DSi, a hobby I picked up recently. Until I got bored, which was... 40-50 minutes later? I decided to go back to my room and call it a night. Until I sat down and talked to Kev-Chan for a bit via MSN, I realized the pinch I was in. Yep, that's right, my bunk was occupied, and I really don't think my roommate would appreciate... you know what.
I was contemplating sleeping at my desk (well it was just going to be a 3-4 hour sleep, so it really didn't matter much, did it?). Until I remembered my 7-pound sleeping bag lying idly in my cupboard.
Retrieving it, I spread the bag, and the next problem hit me squarely in the head. I have a small room. A really small room. Positioning the bag where no one would tread on it was tough, but sleeping proved to be tougher. At first I thought I'd do what I did in Cambridge : place a book under my head and sleep off. Until I tried it, and realized that the floor in Cambridge was cruelly different from that of my room. It wasn't comfortable, and hurt real bad after some time.
Tossed and turned around in discomfort, with my rage building inside. Until I couldn't take it anymore and sat up, rummaged in my drawer for Piriton (I know it's flu medicine, but I just wanted its sedative properties),and expressed my rage via MSN. Then I lay back and awaited the effects of the medicine to kick in. Which, although it did, didn't help me go to sleep. My roommate was out gambling earlier, with them, and when he came back, I was lying on the floor idly, pretending to sleep, not really in the mood to talk to anyone.
Well really now. Out of courtesy, they said I could sleep in my son's bed. But in reality, who would sleep in that noisy hellhole of a room? I'd end up getting no sleep anyways. And the infuriating part was they were totally okay with him not sleeping in his room. Right, I'll stop here before things get out of hand. There really are stuff that I should keep to myself at times.
Wow goddamn I hate gambling. Playing cards is fine, but when it comes to money, let's just put it that way : there ARE better ways to spend that stuff. I've seen enough havoc wrought by gambling in my 19 years of life, and I'd probably see more later on, but one thing for sure, I will never be involved in it.
In a way, learning a language people don't understand does have its pros. No one knows what you're saying, when you're blatantly cursing or scolding them. I doubt they would care, but the only reason I do things is for teh lulz, which means as long as it satisfies myself, I don't care whether my actions are comprehended or not. That doesn't mean I don't care how my actions affect people though. By the way, Chinese New Year does not necessarily mean gambling. EVER.
Hive-mind successfully invoked, I leave now. Peace.
People really do think only of themselves, don't they? As long as they're satisfied, as long as they get what they want, it hardly matters what the others think, neither does it matter what happens to others.
So, people were gambling this last night. In a hostel room. I think I might've mentioned this before, but a hostel room has 4 people staying in it. So really now, what happens when 3 out of 4 are gambling in the room, and the remaining one wants to sleep?
Well, this one person happened to be my "son", and seeing that he really wasn't going to get a good sleep in that room (no one can really sleep in a room where gambling takes place, right? With people yelling every time they lose or win.... All right I'll spare your ears from my rants about gambling today, but probably not next time), being the responsible "parent" I was, I decided to offer him a place to sleep in my room, a.k.a. my bed.
Really now, had they seen an occupant of the room wanting some sleep, couldn't they have called it a day and just dispersed? It was 3am in the morning. Now I don't really like to comment on peoples' actions, because I tend to end up flaming, which I really AM determined to avoid at all costs this time.
Letting him sleep in my bed proved to be a mistake, and a right decision at the same time. The right thing about it was, he got a place to sleep. The wrong thing was, I didn't.
But it really wasn't much of a problem for me then, as I was languishing in his bed in his place, fiddling with my DSi, a hobby I picked up recently. Until I got bored, which was... 40-50 minutes later? I decided to go back to my room and call it a night. Until I sat down and talked to Kev-Chan for a bit via MSN, I realized the pinch I was in. Yep, that's right, my bunk was occupied, and I really don't think my roommate would appreciate... you know what.
I was contemplating sleeping at my desk (well it was just going to be a 3-4 hour sleep, so it really didn't matter much, did it?). Until I remembered my 7-pound sleeping bag lying idly in my cupboard.
Retrieving it, I spread the bag, and the next problem hit me squarely in the head. I have a small room. A really small room. Positioning the bag where no one would tread on it was tough, but sleeping proved to be tougher. At first I thought I'd do what I did in Cambridge : place a book under my head and sleep off. Until I tried it, and realized that the floor in Cambridge was cruelly different from that of my room. It wasn't comfortable, and hurt real bad after some time.
Tossed and turned around in discomfort, with my rage building inside. Until I couldn't take it anymore and sat up, rummaged in my drawer for Piriton (I know it's flu medicine, but I just wanted its sedative properties),and expressed my rage via MSN. Then I lay back and awaited the effects of the medicine to kick in. Which, although it did, didn't help me go to sleep. My roommate was out gambling earlier, with them, and when he came back, I was lying on the floor idly, pretending to sleep, not really in the mood to talk to anyone.
Well really now. Out of courtesy, they said I could sleep in my son's bed. But in reality, who would sleep in that noisy hellhole of a room? I'd end up getting no sleep anyways. And the infuriating part was they were totally okay with him not sleeping in his room. Right, I'll stop here before things get out of hand. There really are stuff that I should keep to myself at times.
Wow goddamn I hate gambling. Playing cards is fine, but when it comes to money, let's just put it that way : there ARE better ways to spend that stuff. I've seen enough havoc wrought by gambling in my 19 years of life, and I'd probably see more later on, but one thing for sure, I will never be involved in it.
In a way, learning a language people don't understand does have its pros. No one knows what you're saying, when you're blatantly cursing or scolding them. I doubt they would care, but the only reason I do things is for teh lulz, which means as long as it satisfies myself, I don't care whether my actions are comprehended or not. That doesn't mean I don't care how my actions affect people though. By the way, Chinese New Year does not necessarily mean gambling. EVER.
Hive-mind successfully invoked, I leave now. Peace.
Monday, 11 January 2010
11/01/2010
Wow, it's been a month since I actually visited this place. Well, maybe this time I DID take a break from writing, now that I think about it, I really haven't worked on Lunatic Moon for 3 weeks! This isn't good.
Though worse is exams are coming soon. Again. 15th of January - Anatomy. 21st of January - Histology. Each with two or three semesters worth of material to study.
To start of with, anatomy wouldn't have been such a nightmare RIGHT NOW if our teacher had decided to be diligent for once, which he obviously didn't, thus resulting in us slacking off, and culminating in us not going to classes at all.
And now, we're paying for it. The situation, in a sense is like this:
Where we're Sion, and the chief of the anatomy department is Shiki.
Possibly one of the worst nightmares one can possibly imagine, studying anatomy takes into account everything inside the human body. The worst part of anatomy is probably the cardiovascular system, and the nervous system. Much complications.
Histology might not be such a nightmare after all. At least the teacher wasn't much of a slacker and we managed tog et some studying done along the semester. Five days of studying should do the trick, I guess.
In a way, this has been the weirdest exam period ever. You don't usually study for a bit, log into IRC, spam a couple of Final Arcs, log out. Neither do you turn on music, plug in your earphones and sing along with the songs. You'd usually be tensed up and studying, and flipping through your books. As for the earphones, you'd probably be biting the rubber off the wires. If you're in such a situation, that is.
But then even now, I think I shall take my leave, and resume what i was doing:
That's right, watching MBAA videos.
Though worse is exams are coming soon. Again. 15th of January - Anatomy. 21st of January - Histology. Each with two or three semesters worth of material to study.
To start of with, anatomy wouldn't have been such a nightmare RIGHT NOW if our teacher had decided to be diligent for once, which he obviously didn't, thus resulting in us slacking off, and culminating in us not going to classes at all.
And now, we're paying for it. The situation, in a sense is like this:
Where we're Sion, and the chief of the anatomy department is Shiki.
Possibly one of the worst nightmares one can possibly imagine, studying anatomy takes into account everything inside the human body. The worst part of anatomy is probably the cardiovascular system, and the nervous system. Much complications.
Histology might not be such a nightmare after all. At least the teacher wasn't much of a slacker and we managed tog et some studying done along the semester. Five days of studying should do the trick, I guess.
In a way, this has been the weirdest exam period ever. You don't usually study for a bit, log into IRC, spam a couple of Final Arcs, log out. Neither do you turn on music, plug in your earphones and sing along with the songs. You'd usually be tensed up and studying, and flipping through your books. As for the earphones, you'd probably be biting the rubber off the wires. If you're in such a situation, that is.
But then even now, I think I shall take my leave, and resume what i was doing:
That's right, watching MBAA videos.
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