Silver Spoon

Ooh. New series from Hiromu Arakawa! Finally, something nice to read.

It's the sick season now. I'm sick, my friends are sick, my dog is sick, everyone's sick.

I bought Delirium. Woots. Now, to save my pocket money for Desires of the Dead and The Throne of Fire hardcover edition. Should take action fast though, hardcovers are hard to find, and yet MPH has it!!!! Huzzah! but I should probably read The Body Finder before actually buying the sequel (ie Desires of the Dead). Meh.

Lack of writing posts has resulted in my inability to write a longer and more interesting post. I apologise for that. Time hasn't really been on my side much, but since when had it been anyway?

baaaacck

from KL.

Exhausted. Tired. Gah. Many things happened. Due to exhaustion I'm just too lazy to write out whatever happened in KL.

But in the end, AT LEAST I got this (as a sign of comfort, even though it is not the hardcover edition, sadly and most regrettably):

Score.

Now, to wrap it and then read it. After a good night's sleep. In my own bed. With my own cuddly pillows. That is.

zzzzzz.

it's June already.

half a year has flown by.

i ask myself.

am i ready to fight, and stay steady?

the outcome is clear.

no. i think i'll die.

TO BE WATCHED.

SUMMER WARS.





I know, the Japanese trailer is crap weird, while the English one looks much better without audio because Yuri Lowenthal sucks voicing the character there for some reason (he was much better in Tales of the Abyss and Ben 10 Alien Force), but I heard this was a hit in Japan. And tissue paper was mandatory when watching the show.


THE GIRL WHO LEAPT THROUGH TIME.



The film looks better than the trailer. At least, that's what they say. Which I hope is true. And I heard tissue was again a must for this show.


However. This (below) looks much better. Even without the audio (the blasted speaker was not working) it stirred something inside me. I stopped halfway though because it was just so darn good. And it was spoiling too much a bit for me. MUST WATCH AFTER THE MOVIE.

Exhausted. After several weeks of unrest and unpeaceful sleep and constant war with exams, I am rewarded with two weeks of holiday. Well, at least, if that doesn't work out (i.e mum's constant nagging for me to study my ass off) I still have a few nights' peaceful sleep until school reopens and I face the horrors of my result.

I'm surprised at myself today. During Lit, it was like something inside of me had exploded and I felt the words just coming to me like water, and I just wrote and wrote furiously, until I realised I had plenty of time and slowed down to a much more comfortable pace and finished my paper, doing every question and tackling them the best I could. Moments like these are rare, and I doubt I would actually forget moments like these where the joy and passion for writing and reading just seem to flow inside your blood. It sort of makes up for the times when I wished I never took the subject.

So, I guess it's times like these that I feel it was worth enduring all the late-night studying and stressful times, just for that two and a half hours of inspiration explosion. :)

Will post a list of what I plan to do during the holidays. And a list of books that I intend on buying. Mum's thinking of signing me up for the Celcom iPhone package thingy. It's expensive. And the amount of what we have to pay (even though it's cheaper than the usual) can buy me twice or thrice the amount of books I have in mind to get my hands on (SARAH DESSEN'S NEW BOOK. ALL YOU LUCKY BITCHES WHO LIVE NEAR KINOKUNIYA/IN THE STATES COUNT YOUR BLESSINGS). So, decisions decisions. Should I trade? I want to. But is it worth it?




I AM FUCKING FREE.


For now.

So while insomnia kicks in, this should have been the perfect chance for me to start studying my ass off for Add Maths, Bio and Physics, but no, I just had to give in to the temptations of the internet.

Darn. My resolve is weak. Bad.


Hectic month it has been, exams and such. Plus after exams I'll be pretty much working my ass off for the school magazine. Once I'm done with that, I think there isn't any much more to do. Except studying. And procrastinating.

I wouldn't be surprised if my results this time aren't really that good. Throughout this whole month, when I'm not studying or sleeping or eating or in tuition or on the road, my time is spent on the internet, reading and finding various ways to amuse myself to the point where I leave silly comments on people's walls on FB, something I have never done before. Still, I have to admit, it's like a guilty pleasure, you know? Like, when everyone's slaving over Chemistry I spent the whole afternoon on the net reading stuff (which turned out to be quite productive) and only started my revision at what, eight something nine at night? And I slept at ten something eleven?

Sometimes, I surprise myself.

My grades are self-explanatory. My family thinks I work hard, but in truth I'm just a bum who sits in front of the table doing my own things, never quite studying.

I guess I'm kinda frustrated at myself for letting them down, disappointing them.

I know. Self-pity is just a pathetic, shallow excuse. But I am allowed to be so sometimes, am I? Then when I decide it's enough, I'll just pull myself out of that shitty state and start moving on with life.

But for now, at least these few hours until the break of dawn, I'll just sit here and enjoy escaping reality while the whole world passes by.