BYE BYE

I AM DITCHING THIS BLOG. blogger beta screwed my layout. So, a warning, don't try to change to blogger beta, I don't see anything good about it. Oh well, tata, I'm off to livejournal.

Japanophile?

I don't know what's wrong with me. I really think I've become a real Japanophile. Even when I blogsurf wonderful foodblogs, I can't escape from the clutches of sushi, shabu-shabu, Japanese cooks, and wagashi. On youtube, I seem to gravitate toward all things Jap. Jdrama, jpop MVs, japanese talkshows, they seem to pull me with an invisible force. Even when I see anything japanese on the street, my attention will suddenly be focused on it. Haha, I just thought of a funny analogy, like a guy, walking on the street, who suddenly sees a pretty girl across the road. Yeah, it's like that.

No matter whether it's the cuteness of Japanese things, or their creativity, or their focus and passion, or even their very asian values that has everyone bowing to each other, I don't know why I love it all. This had better stop before it becomes an obsession. But, I don't really think it will, all it'll become is part of my life. It slowly has invaded, silently, quietly, till I just realised.

Even joining judo, I think I joined because, subconciously I was thinking it originated from Japan. >< But I do like Judo as judo, don't get me wrong. I don't like it because it's japanese now. But more of, because I've come to know it.

>< Maybe this craze will be over when I come back from Osaka. I'll have seen everything for myself, felt the cold winter wind against my cheeks, soaked in the sights and sounds of the neon lights and bustling markets. Instead of being fed on videos and pictures, I'll be experiencing Japan for myself.

Wish me good luck for getting out of the Japanocraze. ^^

One of the masses

My blog is stale I know. ><

I watched Sinking of Japan on Sunday [that's why I was late for judo chalet]. It was quite okae, it would have been better if they hadn't added in all the typical cheesy romance parts. Maybe it worked in the novel, but it didn't really work in the movie because the movie is so short. You can't take a minute showing two people kissing!! o\_/o Anyway, maybe if the romance parts weren't so cheesy it would have worked.

A little advice to all movie directors, producers and wanna-be/would-be directors or producers. [including scriptwriters] Find out what works for your movie before finalising it. In this case, the romance didn't really cut it. Maybe if it weren't so typical and stuff like that, it would have helped. Because I do think that the romance should have been there, as well as the family scenes and all that, it provided a nice contrast to the unfeeling of the acting prime minister, and the numbers and statistics. But the romance was so... urgh. Oh well.

I think it was nice how they had both sides so contrasting. The calculative government whose opinion of the people were just 'dead' or 'missing' and 'alive', the caring government whose real goal was to save all the citizens, and the citizen's point of view.

It's kind of scary, don't you think, to have that kind of government who sees you as just someone who adds to the population, as someone who is not helping increase the population, as someone, no, as a number on a excel graph. They don't know your name, your family, your struggles. I know it's impossible to have the government know every ordinary citizen on a personal basis, they have their own lives too.

But still, it scares me a bit, to be known not as me, but just as one of the masses. In times of crisis, they don't know your sweat, your tears, your fears, your relief. They don't see your struggle, your fight, your strain. Maybe that's why people turn to literature, so you know the story of a little Jewish girl, who even through all the persecution, was happy. So you know how a little girl who froze on the street because her matches could not sell. So you know the story of a persecuted tribe, and a scheming government.

It scares me sometimes, just a little bit.

where did kiarill go?

I feel good. Curling up in a corner, in front of the computer screen, all warm and snuggly. I do like my cousins' house.

I was feeling like declaring this blog officially dead, but I decided not to, because although I've grown tired of it, it still seems to hold so many memories. So many of my thoughts. So many things I don't want to let go off.

My lj is up already. But kiarill seems to be degenerating, she used to be a very thinking person. Now, I don't really know, maybe it's because I've been putting off thinking. I just want to let it go, put everything down. Live the moment, like what she said, because there's no use wishing that I could stop time, it won't stop. There's no use doing the things I used to do, I think I might be happier now. I'm just going to enjoy myself as much as I can, because... because... there's not much time left. Oh, when did this post become so emo.

The haze went away, shiawase[happy]!

Pikniking

I'm very happy today! Guess why I'm so happy today? Because I picnicked in Dhoby Ghout! The most natural place to picnic! Surrounded by lush air-conditioning, toilets nearby, tiled flooring [which means no need to step on grass, mud, dog-poo and the like. Ugh.], what more could you want to help you enjoy nature at your own utmost comfort? [Nature taking the form of a potted money plant sitting in front of us.] The list goes on, however, if there is anything more that you could add, maybe you could suggest it to the managerial board of Plaza Singapura, I'm sure they'd be overjoyed to take into account your suggestions!

And instead of eating an exorbitant meal at places where they cheat you of your money selling you dead ground chickens [Mcnuggets] Or dead ground beef [hamburgers] but supposedly very good deep fried oily potato strips, me and Gwen decided we would eat a healthy meal before studying! So off we went to the food court, *ladidadida, scene of two girls skipping along happily* when suddenly, something stopped us in our tracks, just before we were going to step onto the escalator. We smelled something… it smelled like roasting/roasted/roast meat.

Ahh~ what a delicious smell it was wafting in he air, and what a sight we were, two girls with noses in the air. So off we went in search of an elusive smell. Thinking we might find out answer downstairs in the basement, where most of the food was, down we went via the escalator on the other side of Plaza Sing.

When we reached the basement and realized, there was no smell we went back up. T_T Thus we went back up only to realize that the smell was vanishing fast!!! We sniffed along the first level and then figured out that maybe it was because someone walked past us with takeaway, thus the enticing smell. This was when someone carrying takeaway walked right pass us!!! We chased the unfortunate takeaway person across half of the first floor right into Carrefour...... where we lost her in one of the aisles. [The highest anti-climax!]

Yes, I admit I was too distracted. Yes, I admit I was a little excited. But I blame it all on Carrefour! Anyway we wandered about, [we saw packs of Ovalteen biscuits going at 3 for 2 bucks!! And they were the rather big kind!] until we came to this place giving out samples. And guess what, the smell seemed to be the same smell as the weird processed chicken wrap...... T_T What an end to our adventure, [but the chicken wrap thing tasted kind of good ><]

In the end, when we saw how unbelievably cheap the fried chicken was, we decided to get the deal. Ahahahaha, I somehow feel we were taking advantage of Carrefour ><. It was 3.50 for 3 fried halves of a chicken, 3.50!!! The guy behind the counter was saying that someone wrote it wrongly but his colleagues said it was right. So we became the proud owners of cheap fried chicken! And we bought this great tasting French village loaf of bread. And Snapple Peach. [no Snapple apple, Snapple apple, Punny!! Errps, Lucy virus ><]

I'm too tired to continue, so farewell. I'm sure you would tire of reading my ranting as well, it isn’t really that interesting. Just that I am very very sure I need a study partner, and I suddenly understood what Mrs Lee took 1 hour to teach us with state of the art videos and all, in about 10 minutes when Gwen told me her Mr and Mrs DNA stories. ^^

>< I am too lazy to type different stories on my lj.. ><

Cats and Horses

I just joined lj, I am quite sure I had another account somewhere... floating around in the lj community - in which I conveniently forgot my username - so I made another one, JUST to join the rgjudo blog. But since Fik has been expounding the virtues of lj and how bad blogger is, maybe I might use the lj, if I can actually figure it out. FIK! The reason why I gave up on lj is because blogger is the idiot's version of lj, or at least I think so. Idiot-proof, tada!

Ah yes, back to cats and horses. We recently did a compre on how these warriors rounded and captured wild horses. And the author seemed to have a prejudice against the ones who have the common sense to survive. Pride gets into people's way many a time, not that it isn't something we should have, but too much pride will lead to one's downfall. And pride mixed with stubborness [as it so often is] is one of the worst cocktails I have ever known. Anyway, what the narrato of that certain passage wrote was something along these lines:

Horses are like people, they can calmly continue grazing even as a huge train/rhino/elephant/hippopotamus rushes past them. However, if they hear a sudden small noise, they will be spooked etc. etc. Like how men are spooked by spiritual things they can't even see [something like that]. Cats [referring not really to domestic but wild ones] on the other hand, when confronted with something of the same kind [train/rhino/elephant/hippopotamus] will run off and hide. While a small sound sends them crouching, ready to pounce.

The gist of it is there, if it sounds even more biased then I'm truly sorry, if I get back the passage I shall write it in.

And so, based on my prejudiced opinion, I think that it's not such a good thing to be like horses. Ahh... I shall have to continue another time. Public computers are not good, I want my own computer/laptop.

I realise I have been using more elipses lately, this is a bad sign, and I'm not using them very correctly. This is bad, I shall have to stop myself before my english detoriaties. On a funnier hand - someone told me something about the wrong interpretation of slash--> / . >< Haha.

My random post

Yeah! Fik is now complaining about class t-shirts... or not complaining, all I hope is that we wno't get a blue, red, or white t shirt. Are we allowed to blog on school computers?? Oh well..

I wanna blog about the sleepover..

I have to talk about Cheriel now.. She's hilarious! Ahahaha! She wants Fik to be her 7th Harem Girl.. No way, Fik is too good to be a harem girl. No thanks says she to cheriel. Having a harem in Singapore is being purely delusional.

Yes, about the sleepover.. um.. Jolene wants us to shut up about it till she stops ponning school. I have to scold her for this.. ARGH! Jo! Why pon school? This post is definitely not usual.. I should tell people to stop reading my ranting anymore.. I just realised I hardly blog about what really happens to me and the people around me.. I just blog about my mental state.. Oh well. My mental state is sometimes disturbed by the people around me. Like Fik and Lucy.

All the above claims were true and intentional. There. oh well, my mental health will detioriate further if I stay here, I should delete this post, but for the fun of it, averybody will get to read my state of mind when I am mentally disturbed.

Ahahahahahaha.. scary laghter.

I <3 Japan

The Jap people came today!!! How come I seem to be obsessed with all things Jap? When did this start? When did I start to love Japan and everything about it? When did my heart rate start to go a bit faster everytime I hear 'Japan' or 'Japanese' mentioned? When did I start to fangirl over Jap anime, manga, and um, pretty boys? When did I start to want every kind of japanese product? [other than shiseido and the like] When did I start to fall in love with Japan?

Sheesh, now you all know that the best place to send me to is to Japan. And all the anti-japanese from China or wherever, please just stop reading this post before you start flaming me, and saying that I betray my roots, because that's not true. I love the Chinese culture too.

Anyway, the Jap people are from Kagoshima [shall go check it up], they are really good at judo, and communication is a problem. For one, my jap is not up to standard, and for another, they don't speak alot of english. Now is another one of those times I wish I had Zan-san's brain. Maybe I should go to Japan, and live there for a month, then I'll come back and I can beat Zan in a conversation [I think wierd but never mind]

So, by resorting to my broken english, we had tiny tiny conversations. THEY ARE SO CUTE! [another instance of me fangirling over all things Japan, don't mind me] They gave us these pretty Kagoshima omiyages... If that's how you spell it [omiyage=souvenir]. And sadly, they're going back tomorrow.. T_T So that means, I can stop dreaming of seeing them for the rest of my life. I bet I'll forget about them next year, but still.. Let's create beautiful memories! [How come I'm starting to sound like those translated jwebs?? This is BAD... Someone must stop me from reading more before my English detoriates.... ><]

Anyway, to sum it all off, I love Japan, if anyone can come and tell me that he or she put 'loveJapan' potion into my food so-and-so years, months, days ago, you shall be richly rewarded!!