2 days

what’s playing::Wonderful Tonight – Eric Clapton::
moodflash::longing


Just finished watching F.R.I.E.N.D.S season 6 and I’m in such a sappy mood now.
Seriously, watching the most unlikely best friends end up together?
That just puts all cynics to shame.


I would seriously love that kind of progression though.


For that matter, I love the existing progression.
And I am all grateful for it.


Results are out and I guess I’m anything but resembling the cow jumping over the moon.
But I do suppose that it’s a lesson learnt, somewhat.
And I seem to learn the lesson of The Danger Of Procrastination at least twice a year.


Just had this extract of a conversation:
N: Oh no… I’m doing quite badly. XXX is doing so well and I think I’m an idiot.
WC: I want to sleep. You’re a nerd.

And then I realised – how true.

All that bull about how grades don’t mean anything? I suppose it is indeed just a load of bull cuz if grades mean nothing, there is really no need for a degree based on it.
It’s sad, really.
That a person is measured by the standards of his intellectual capabilities.
If he fails to meet up to expectations or standards, then its really a case of “Tough Luck” to him.
Yet, the world (at least, the one I live in) is based on such practicality. It’s not cruel, it’s not unfair, it’s just the way it is.
Factual.
So people spend their lives always always trying to achieve more, being fed the drivel about how there’s always More to Achieve. But what if it is not so? What if people actually have a maximum to how far they can go?
(And that would probably be the case for the average person.)
Perhaps each and every one of us already have an innate classification to adhere to. And we have a role to play in this world we call Reality, in order for it to function. For after all, we can’t all be leaders, entrepreneurs, the movers and shakers. Some have to go ranks lower to play a support role for These Great People. And yet these lower ranks and their necessity in Reality goes unnoticed.


With 2006 whizzing by, I hope that I will retain humanity in me as I grow older, and not lose it in the process of Growing Up.

♥

[i miss you]

Jingle Jingle

what’s playing::Love Actually::
moodflash:: floaty


Last minute Christmas shopping always give me the jitters.
And quite ironically, the Christmas season ignites in me the most impatient devil EVER.
And I turn into a fussy, bad tempered and easily irritable Grouch.


To You:
Thank-you for your patience.
Thank-you for never giving in to me.
Thank-you for tweaking my feathers.
Love, Me.


Love Actually is one of those shows that lets a warm bittersweet feeling wash over you with its stories of all kinds of love.
Or maybe I’m just a sop. ♥


[Merry Christmas y'all!]

Blargh

what’s playing:: darryl’s crying – darryl::
moodflash:: blargh


I think I eat WAY too much for my own good.


And I think I have such a pathatic life.


I’m either at home or at work nowadays.


I want to have a radical kind of fun.


I want to have a different kind of interest.


I am so utterly bored.


And I am so utterly boring.


Kns.

Gloves anyone?

what’s playing::Reason – Fonogenico::
moodflash:: laid-back


All’s been said and said about the erratic weather of late.
Trees a-falling.
Cars a-smashing.
People a-drenching.
Walls a-falling.
Lights a-outing.
Land a-sliding.
Rain a-lashing.
Basically, it’s Singapore a-flooding.

At first I got all optimistic.
Afterall, oh look! The weather’s cooling! That means we would be having us some cool London weather! Which would warrant having a London fashion of furry mufflers, wooly scarves, leather gloves, billowing trenchcoats, long boots and the like. After getting drenched more than 6 times in a day, I decided that all the above would be utterly soaked and sodden, defeating the purpose of having warm-looking and pretty clothes.

In any case, having the monsoon hit harder than usual isn’t that bad at late nights – good to sleep in and snuggle under blankets! But the said monsoon is a total PAIN when one has to wake up early and work.

What I can’t really understand is the need to have air-conditioners running full blast in every single office/train/bus despite lashing rain and wind. Seriously, my goosebumps are thoroughtly tired of standing.

Christmas is coming and the presents are yet to be bought.
Finally going to hit town to get that done tommorow.
And I can’t hardly wait.
Not for the shopping, but for the company that I have sorely missed, and will be keeping.

Oh, discovered a new anime that’s pretty good.
Utawarerumono.
I love furry ears, tails and feather light wings.

Throw in a mask and pretty eyes,what’s there not to love? ♥

[be seeing you soon love]

How Can?!

what’s playing:: Hey! Mr Sampling Man – Tokio::
moodflash:: annoyed


I’m so annoyed!!!
Just a little admission before I launch into a tirade. I might start sounding like a fan-girl. But you would have to excuse me.

Recently discovered that hanazakari no kimi tachi e would be made into a drama. At first I started bouncing. I had thought that a decent (albeit soppy) Jap production would be in the works. And then horror of horror, I discovered that, it’s gonna be a Taiwan adaptation. At that point in time, my world started crumbling. A Taiwan adaptation? How appalling!
And then I saw the soundtrack for the drama and to my utter devastation, I saw the actors playing the characters. And that sparked off an instant rant there and then at our local bookstore, till the boyfriend stared at me – amused. (Or rather, embarassed would be the word)

As extreme as this may sound, this adaptation is no less than a bastardization of the original work by Hisaya Nakajo. A shojo-manga nevertheless, it’s plot is catchy and characters, endearing. It is definitely NOT about how a desperate girl tries to think of ways to woo a guy. SERIOUSLY?!

No offence to possible taiwan drama fans but, I think better people could have been picked to act in the show, to at least stay true to the character and *ahem* looks of the character.

Dear Mizuki, you have been so wronged. I hope your comic character isn’t flipping over and over in manga-world.

Ugh, I’m feeling disgusted.
Taiwan dramas totally wreck a good comic.
They sould REALLY leave the adaptations to the Japanese.
Otherwise, they should come up with their own stuff.
Ugh.
What an insult to the fine author of the comic.

[And of course I'm a little too old to rant about such frivolous stuff. You think I don't know that already?]

Hour After Hour

what’s playing::tsubasa – FictionJunction KAORI::
moodflash:: tired


As mercenary as I am.
At the end of the day I look at the clock and walk out of the room, with ka-ching ringing in my ears.
And all’s right with the world and its hurried inhabitants.
For 6 hours I turn into a chirpy person oozing sunshine. Someone I only vaguely recognise. Yet it’s amusing. Amusing how a voice can shape the person so much.
After doing my time, the chirpy one rests and I take over.
This leaves me feeling slightly schizopherenic.

After the end of exams, I realise I did virtually nothing to celebrate the “freedom”. Instead, I was left with a rather empty sense, as if I had wasted the semester away, and gotten mediocrity as my reward. And then I proceeded to do what do best – Nothing. No over-the-top partying, no nightly dinnering with multiple groups, no retail-therapying, no nothing. Merely enjoying the feel of doing nothing much all over again. And having space in my mind freed up from trivial facts.

Come to think of it, even watching animes online now seems much less enjoyable than it did during the exam period. Looks like forbidden fruit does taste much sweeter. Perhaps that’s good.

Dear Friends.
If ever it seems I am never around, do excuse me.
I shall attempt to stop unintentionally setting fire to bridges through cynicism, laziness and egoism.
Love,
Nat. ♥

[goodnight world]