(Not really a continuation of the last post. That will come soon. I think. Humour me.) Continue reading …Trying not to die.
And here we are, more or less two years after my last post.
Have you bought that string of wire you were thinking of using to strangle me? If procrastination were an actual job, I’d be filthy rich right now, along with more than half of the population. Continue reading
Just a quick update so you won’t assume I’m dead.
Although there isn’t really much to say if I were, save that the world has one less sadist in it. LOL.
Just a few more weeks and classes will be ending. This merits two reactions from me and, most probably, the rest of my classmates: “Hurray!” and “Asdfjkl; NO! I’m not done with my paper yet dammit!”
Well, there you have it. A week or two after Holy Week, I’ll be catching up on all the stuff I’ve been promising to post — the adventurous fieldwork in the mountains of Sierra Madre, getting that scholarship, happiness with my awesome forever classmates, our misadventures in Pampanga, and our weekly indulgences. There’ll even be pictures too! And, gasp, dare I say it? Fanfic updates! I commend
and pity anyone and everyone who still sticks with me this far, with my erratic posting schedules. Or lack of it.
Anyway, it’s nearly five in the morning here, and I have to go get some shut eye before our last dance performance for this semester. I hope. LOL. I just passed by to tell you that:
- Final Fantasy is amazing;
- I’m turning into an obsessive fangirl
- It’s okay because it’ll be what I’m blogging about in our weekly class blog;
- I have a legitimate excuse to take
unwarranted breaks between the flood of paperwork we were left with; and
- I’m near to tears because I haven’t finished one-fifth of one of my major papers.
Oh, and I’m getting hooked
again to Suteki da Ne, one of the songs in Final Fantasy X, the one I wrote about today. If you haven’t listened to it yet, I’m recommending it to you. Don’t worry, it’s harmless…relatively XD Well, I did get depressed the first time I heard it and all…
So, life as usual, yeah?
Oh, I’ll be posting a copy of that sort-of-rushed article here too. But it’s all in Japanese, so don’t strangle me please.
Note to self: Finish all paperwork if I want to get anywhere or go anywhere for that matter. Procrastination. Why did I have to be a pro? LOL.
A smashed glass, a pile of wet academic readings, and a mutilated hand later, I type you yet another excuse for my lateness.
Come to think of it, my recent posts seem to have a lot of blood and/or violence in them. I wonder if I see a trend.
Ah well. So I’m posting late again. Because I am such a useless waste of space orz LOL, I kid. Self-pity only gets people so far, usually not farther than what they can throw.
Aaaaand I’m going to stop with the uncalled for, snarky, woe-is-me comments.
Life has been…how shall I put it? Well, let’s just say that instead of being one week of fast food, the past week for me has become one week (and counting) of brine stained cheeks and red, puffy eyes. And I don’t even have a current romantic relationship!
Even then, I have a feeling I won’t be the one doing the crying. I’m a shameless, heartless bastard after all.
Just a few hours ago, I came to a realization. I now understand why the people in asylums, or the ones that are emotionally and/or psychologically unstable, or the ones that have finally broken, are portrayed as laughing nearly, if not fully, hysterically while crying uncontrollably.
It’s because laughter is their only remaining reassurance that somehow, some way, they are still part of the waking world, and that other people know this. That they haven’t disappeared into the void of nothingness as they’ve feared. That they’re still alive and not just some phantom living in someone else’s version of life. That they still retain a part of themselves. That they’re still there.
I’ve also unfortunately had to experience an emotional breakdown in front of my maternal parent. After avoiding showing her such weakness for nearly nineteen years. And she brought it on in the first place.
I knew my skills had to have come from somewhere. I think my pride just jumped the window.
So, well, I guess life’s been pretty busy lately.
You don’t say? Pretty damn hard too. It’d put a rock to shame. It’s not something I want to let show in my writing but obviously does so I might hold off posting the next parts for a bit. After all, the first few parts of SASBRC is supposed to be light and happy, if a bit fluffy. I’m trying to write the middle parts though, the part after Hogwarts (yes, I’m ambitious enough to let it get that far xD). And, well, I figured since they would be in the middle of a war, I’d use these types of typically destructive emotions to make something, well…would fanfiction be considered productive? *sweatdrop*
I’m really sorry I keep making you wait. I’m a bad author D:
My best friend is ranting at me to sleep now. “Calm down and sleep,” he said. And I think I should. I still have to try typing up some stuff both for school and for fun tomorrow. And I totally forgot to study for my upcoming exam this week. I am so going to die @_@
I would just like to take this opportunity to thank the people who helped me through tonight.
Thank you, Lee, for the virtual slap and taking me back to reality.
Thank you Victor, for trying to help me and ultimately making me laugh. You always, without fail, manage to do that when you catch me crying. I can’t quite believe you’re still the person who only comes to me when he needs me as his emotional crutch. I’m sorry for springing you with all that happened tonight. And for burdening you with some of the deeper causes of this.
And thank you Bryan, for sticking around even though I know that studying for your exams in engineering without taking anime breaks exhausted you. For locking yourself in your room with the tablet to talk to me despite it not being fully yours. And for shortening what was already a short sleeping schedule just to talk to me and tell me to sleep.
As seen on fanfiction.net
A/N: Okay, we’re back! Though it has been a long time since we last updated…Unfortunately, our ultimatum was not reached (sob) but…I can’t help it…I just have to post this one!
Hinataluv: Whee! You’re here again! Thanks for reviewing and I do hope you’ll like this…
Sakuni: mamMie!!! Read this, and then tell me what you think (grin)
That goes for everyone as well. I really do hope that you’ll like it and LAUGH J Demanding aren’t I? Oh by the way, Never Ending Promise won’t be updated in a while…Though I’m already halfway through, and am starting what may be a sequel AND a prequel, the computer’s busted and so is the internet. So just a little patience, next time I update that, it’ll be five chapters longer (wide grin)…As long as Sakuni doesn’t keep on snatching my notebook away from me…
Rea: …What’ll I say?
Uhh…For the first time, she’s at a loss for words. O.O
Rea: I’m so sad…About…the reviews…I don’t feel like…continuing…
Rea: …I like slave driving…
Rea: Especially crizarah
What the…?! SOMEBODY SAVE MEEEEEEEEEEEEEEE!!!!!!!!
We turned over to look at the venue which we were all trying so hard not to look at and found…
“I think Mitsu-chan is dead!”
…Tezuka lying on the ground, a large, ugly bruise on his forehead and half of the clipboard he once held beside him. The other one…was in the new manager’s hands.
“It wasn’t my fault, it’s his,” she said in a singsong voice while pointing at a seemingly dead Tezuka.
Everyone was in shock – complete and utter shock – at what had transpired.
“Ryu-za-ki-sen-sei…” Her voice was still the same she used earlier. “If he’s really dead, could you hurry and call the medics? I don’t want others to see the result of my crime – err, his suicide attempt.” Now she was smiling a smile that was not unlike Fuji’s – very sadistic while pretending to be innocent.
Half of the club fainted.
The Regulars were following Tezuka home. Why? Because he was going home…with the new manager.
“What’s Tezuka doing?” Oishi fretted. “He’s going to ruin his life by…!!”
“Calm down, fuku-buchou,” Momoshiro said coolly. “I’m sure they won’t do that.”
Oishi stopped, causing the others to bump into him. “Do what?”
“What you had in mind,” Fuji said with his usual (sadistic) smile. “Saa, let’s keep quiet or they’re bound to notice us.”
“How did I end up going along with this stupidity anyway?” the freshman prodigy complained. Continue reading
So I just got out of confinement.
And no, that’s not me trying to wriggle out of posting. My body was being a bitch like the rest of me and wouldn’t respond to medication. So you lot out there who haven’t been totally rendered insane by the randomness of this blog, I advise you to stay out of hospitals. If anything, try not to have yourself stuck to an IV drip. The dextrose isn’t that bad in itself, even if the nurses said it was supposed to hurt. What does that say about my body? but the skin test shots for the medication you might get through it is just not something you want. It bloody hurts, I tell you. And that’s coming from someone who didn’t have any anesthesia while having her leg incised. And watched the whole thing.
I wasn’t confined the whole time
much to my mother’s wallet’s relief. The internet got busted, I got loopier (what’s new?), and other shit happened. So between traveling eight hours per trip to a far away province for our fieldwork (which I intend to write about, maybe even post some pictures. The stream was awesome.), researching, recording, doing paperwork, applying for a scholarship abroad (and actually getting it; another thing I really, really want to write about), and juggling all of that with all the everyday struggles of taking care of our very own Mini Lord Voldemort and just trying to actually live, I got to squeeze in some time to write. I warn you though: there is a high probability of crappy quality. Or well, it’d be different from what I usually write, I think. I just couldn’t seem to get into the “right” mood for writing long enough. I’m trying (read the operative word, mates, trying) to make it my life to write something that isn’t too technical, bland, boring (who doesn’t?), or plain. My current writing mode borders all of that combined. Following my earlier train of thought, that would mean I utterly fail at life “OTL
I actually have a lot of stories to tell, more randomness to infect you with, and even more crack to test your sanity. I just have to type it down. Because yes, I have finally admitted to myself that I can’t function properly without
traumatizing people with my posts sharing them. I kind of really absolutely unbelievably miss writing for fun and not having my head ache at random intervals because of the ever-present paper. Besides, I have yet to fulfill my mission of learning how to write casually at will. Even in the dratted things known as papers.
That said, forgive the lack of posts. And the nearly month-long lateness of the next installment of chapters. And everything else
, except maybe for spreading the insanity. That part I get to say, “Hah! I told you so!” I’ll be putting up the next chapters for NEP and SD, but SASBRC will be a tad late because klutzy me managed to lose the paper with the last chunk of the chapter. Please don’t maim me yet!
Oh, and the title? That was pretty literal.
Daily dose of being freaky complete!XD
I have a legitimate excuse to take a break from studying
that massive pile of school texts that’s teetering and threatening to bury me underneath its bulk.
Our Japanese class’s blog is now official functional! And it’s on the same site! There you’ll see weekly posts from members of our class about anything under the sun. (Though I have a hunch that most of the posts there will be connected to Japan in one way or another. Well, it is a Japanese class.)
So far, the only things posted there are the welcome message and our self-introductions with our pictures. Give it time. Some of us have expressed their intentions to post when they aren’t too busy trying not to get swallowed up by schoolwork.
Soon it’ll be filled with everything from trivia, events, to pure randomness.
It’s purely in Japanese though. Most of the thoughts survive Google Chrome’s translations so
if you can withstand the atrocious grammar and lack of coherence of the translations, it should be fine if you want to read it. I anticipate no lack of pictures from us, so that may make up for it as well.
Join the madness here!
With my advertising campaign done, I now return to the nest I had made of my readings and school texts. See ya guys if I return from the land of the half-dead!