Thursday, March 31, 2011

Day 31: What an inglorious way to end the last day of March

Well, I don't have pictures for today either, that's because I woke up at friggin' 6pm. Yes, I missed my class for today (luckily, I only have one class to attend on Thursdays). Oh, and I realized I should've at least mention what I wore yesterday even though there weren't any pictures to solidify my claim... Well, it was the striped singlet and the blue Y-neck shirt. And the pair of jeans. And my... not-so-white pair of shoes. Without socks. With a lot of talc powder. It works... aromatically.

I'm just annoyed with myself for being unable to participate in what would have been a very interesting class discussion on the feminist interpretation of the Arthurian legend--Mists of Avalon. Sure, the number of pages can be a quick turn off but the characters are so moving! At first glance, Igraine might've been some ordinary housewife who's (soon to be) the unwilling wife of Uther Pendragon and mother of the future High King of Britain. Bradley did a stupendous job changing that part of the legend. Igraine actually wants to be with Uther, not with Gorlois. And her character just shines through above all the other whiny knights and rulers of pre-Round Table Londinium.

I just love that woman's attitude. For instance, she likes it when Uther asked Gorlois to divorce her so Uther could marry her. But at the same time, she's equally mad at Uther for daring to request this without even asking her consent to the matter. Sooooooo feministic... all the more reason why I'm hooked by the first five chapters (which spans for about 70 pages... not a light read).

And the fact that Bradley treats religion (well, Christianity mainly) through a feministic lens is eye candy for me. Her arguments are sound and she points out the many ironies--things English majors live for and by. Sigh... I swoon over great literature...

Alright, I've had and still am having my caffeine so I'm pumped for tonight! And I shall be posting my clothes for April tomorrow~ April's about to look more... floral-sy... if there ever was such a description. The stakes are higher... I suppose, considering how difficult it will be for me to not get sick of them by the end of April, as I am of March's selection.

More colors? Yes. But the individual pieces stand out in themselves, so it would exactly make a lot of sense to layer it with even more accessories...

Argh... I guess you'll find out what I mean by tomorrow... Good night and good day!

Wednesday, March 30, 2011

Day 30: Mists of Avalon

Okay, so I chose not to take pictures for today, just because I was tired... Once the pair of jeans were slipped out, forget it!

So... Dr. Lyons warned us that The Mists of Avalon would "challenge" our faiths. Should be interesting, considering I'm not a Christian. I should like to see how this faith is portrayed by Bradley.

Day 29: Whoops...

Yikes... I didn't realize I hadn't posted yesterday's post. Miserable, miserable weather. I really hope it will get better by the end of the week..

Tuesday, March 29, 2011

Day 28: Undecipherable

For some reason, Blogger refuses to upload my pictures... Sheesh. Sorry for being late. Completely slipped my mind. I really should be sleeping at the moment, and I really don't feel like going to one of my classes tomorrow... But I must! sigh...

Okay... something's definitely off with my connection, if not, my browser. Everything seems to be opening up a tad too slow for my preference...

I might crash soon. It feels imminent. I'm too tired... and it's been only a day! SHEESH...

Well, listening to lively Japanese conversations over the radio is soothing somehow... Though I can't understand a single word they're saying. Maybe it's through this confusion that I'm able to appreciate the language itself... How very odd yet wonderful~

Update:

Well, I got it up. And yeah... I look... deceased. Eurgh...

Sunday, March 27, 2011

Day 27: The "Ideal" Language?

Catherine Prendergast's Buying into English hit it home for me. Her book focuses on how English has been commercialized in post-communist states, quickly rising to become one of the leading commodities for anyone who wishes to succeed in a neo-capitalist nation--Slovakia. Is neo-capitalist overrated, or aptly put? Perspectives differ, though the effects are obvious. I can relate to that, to a certain degree; though the motivations of my "English" seemed more imperialist than capitalist.

And here I am, learning the language I love, hoping to teach Japanese students, in some suburban town off Tokyo, English. I feel the choices Prendergast's characters (though... this really is a research based book, the people Prendergast interviewed have been given pseudonyms) have had to make during the transition from a communist state to a nationalistic one. Well, for a decade or so.

In all honesty, looking back at the English I had been exposed to during my primary and secondary school years, I can't help but wonder if the British Council's "English" really had been England's "black gold." Peter and Jane by Ladybird colored my toddler-hood, if there was ever such a word. Did they perhaps imply something else with their golden locks and happy smiles? Do I like Peter?

Critical pedagogy is slowly beginning to look very appealing to me...

Saturday, March 26, 2011

Day 26: Exposure

I know I blame the literature I've been invested with for shaping my character, and it's true! Now, I'm not typing this because I lauded over this to someone and had to defend it in my blog. I just felt like sharing the psychology. Though I can't attach a technical name to the emotions generated whenever I read something, I'm sure almost everyone feels the same way towards the novels, movies or music they've been exposed to.

For instance, if one feels sad... DON'T BLOODY FRIGGIN LISTEN TO MUSIC THAT FEEDS DEPRESSION!!!

Ahem.

Common sense, though apparently, a very hard thing to do. Whenever I used to be down, Coldplay's "The Scientist" was played repeatedly for hours. Well, we have our moments. Just don't... encourage it.

Still, that's an example of "I'm feeling sad so I'm listening to dismal music." What about the other way round? Like... "I'm feeling fine, really, but I've to read 30 books on suicide for this semester." Now... doesn't that sound a little frightening?

Of course, I haven't had any suicidal characters. Yet.

I think.

Maybe a couple, but they don't come to mind.

...

Anyway, the fact that I'm reading waaaaay too many accounts of protagonists drifting away into the abstract, sometimes overthinking things far too often for their own good, I can't help but feel the same way too. It doesn't make it easier when their experiences are so relatable. It's difficult to find error in their rhetoric. They're true. They're honest.

But really, one needs something uplifting in one's routine every once in a while too! Look at it like a scale. On the right, "Sad." On the other, "Happy." To me, there's an additional component--the neck of the scale which represents "Objectivity." These are very, very general terms no doubt, so everyone might wish to replace them with different things.

Life is made up of both sad and happy experiences, and we unconsciously weigh them on a scale. Sometimes, we can view these experiences (or emotions if you like) objectively, and console ourselves (whenever a situation gets rough) or remind ourselves (should we get too excited of our "successes") that these "experiences" are mere variables that we can control to a certain extent. I believe that if we want something to be "happy" or "sad," we make them a happy or sad experience.

Thus, balance sadness with more happy things. I confess: I watch Oofuri to keep me motivated because I damn well won't be able to find that amount of team spirit and respect in my current reading list. I suppose reality won't always grant me that sort of euphoric sensation of being part of a close knit group whom I can completely throw my faith on. It can be harsh at times, though I admit I can occasionally overanalyze the situation.

All the characters in the show always appear to be gung ho about baseball matches, even when they're against powerhouses as opponents. What is it that keeps them going? It isn't that they're not worried or scared; they're extremely nervous! Yet, there's nothing a loud yell of "NICE BATTING!" can't do to send healthy tremors down the batter's spine.

I try to encapsulate that in my life. I used to think everything's a bore, since everything can be easily dissected. What's the point, if it can be broken down so easily? Nothing fazes me.

Aaaand this is the part where I get all philosophical and get down to explaining the meaning of life... WAS IT WORTH IT?!

Ahem.

There are things to get worked up for--we just have to seek them out. We need a healthy dosage of, well, everything to keep us motivated for the next day. I'm trying to shake off my unhealthy habits (The chips... the chips I say!) while trying to adopt newer and healthier options. And when I say healthy, I don't just mean "healthy for the body." We should take better care of our mental health too. Always know that there is a solution to every problem, and it all begins with that first step. Whether we actually take that first step would depend on our discipline.

Which is why I'm still training myself to wake up at 6am every morning, though I suppose that's just nostalgia of my high school days. But it doesn't mean it's still not a goal I try to achieve. I'm working hard for a better tomorrow.

BIG SMILES. LIKE YOU MEAN IT! 8D

Friday, March 25, 2011

Day 25: Aaand it's back to classes.

Well, not quite. I mean I still have the weekend, but I'm getting started on my work now.

...

Was that even supposed to sound uplifting?

Anyway, I'm driven to finish my work by tomorrow. Somehow. At least the major ones. What are the "major" ones anyway? Hmm... I was in danger of losing my appetite for literature, or doing whatever I was doing for that matter. But now, I kinda feel as if I've regained my desire to do better. I've been really slacking off lately... Sure, it's been... "fun," but not as enticing as the stuff I can potentially do at this age.

I'm being vague here. To put it simply, I'm no longer jaded with my current situation. It's only boring if we make it boring. So, why not make life interesting? Probably an expression that's used far too often. Some might even think it common sense. But aren't all trivialities? It's the trivial ones that often go overlooked in life, being trivial in themselves. Yet, they affect us so. Thus, fix 'em I say, and work for a better tomorrow!

Day 24: I-it's scary...

I think I'll let myself off Dissidia for now... It's back to five matches per day. Everything's so much more difficult right now, and the fact that I have to spend a lifetime just to unlock new items seems a wee bit ridiculous...

Oh well, it's Thursday night-- no, Friday morning. Sigh, spring break's come and gone, and I've barely touched my work. If flipping a couple of pages counts as studying, then I have. Huzzah for wishful thinking.

Wednesday, March 23, 2011

Day 23: Riverdance!

Well of course it looked better live. The closing act was phenomenal, though I've seen it countless times on Youtube already. My only complaint is the venue, it didn't seem to do enough justice for the wonderful array of performances. This should've been held in a proper theatre or hall, not some ice hockey stadium...

Tuesday, March 22, 2011

Monday, March 21, 2011

Day 21: Ookiku Furikabutte


Yeah... this anime's just the thing I need to get me motivated. Everything just seems so high-spirited that I just feel like shouting "Banzai!" for the fun of it.

Oh, here is one picture taken of my trip to the Quilt Center:

Yep. That's a quilt right there. Beautiful, no?

Sunday, March 20, 2011

Day 20: Ahhh~

I just love lazing about. Why, it might be my new favorite hobby! I only need to do a thing a day. I did groceries yesterday, and I did my laundry today. Nothing more. Epic bliss.

What's more, I need not worry about my clothes for a week! Pajamas for Spring Break! The irony! Ahhh~

Day 19: An entire day wasted on...

Well, groceries. Again. This time for milk and some fruits. I got two Nissin instant noodles just because I wanted to try them and, boy, do they taste good with a handful of shredded lettuce and an egg. Ahh~ I can live with this for a week.

Friday, March 18, 2011

Day 18: Quilts and Ice Cream

Take that for an optical illusion. Who knew something so country could look so techno?

So I visited the Quilt Center with SY and Azrina. The exterior looked astounding, so I was a little disappointed with the exhibits. I mean, I am not seeing the 3700 quilts the center so promotes--if most of them will be in storage for the next ten years (I'm not exaggerating here), why bother highlighting a quilt not available in all three levels? Although, we did stumble upon a couple (what I would call...) futuristic pieces. Azrina has all the pictures so I'm hoping that'll come up soon.

After the little adventure at East Campus, we then head over to the Haymarket Area, where we just had to go for Ivanna Cone's. Neither had been there before, so I saw it as good excuse to indulge once more. Maybe I should bring more transfer students from Malaysia more often... Then again, I don't have that many coupons...

It had been a wonderful day~ Though I've yet to kick the habit of sleeping late... Heck, I needs to shower now!

Thursday, March 17, 2011

Day 17: Ahh... Badminton

Well, I wore PJs the entire day, but that's not the exciting thing that happened today. I've been playing badminton for 3 hours after a gratifying dinner. Not the best of ideas, but it was fun to play again~ Just one more day before spring break... I feel lazier by the minute.

Wednesday, March 16, 2011

Day 16: Manifestos!


Well, this really should've been posted yesterday since I read 'em manifestos then. They were fun, though mostly crazy. It was a different sort of crazy too. I thought them angry, though Dr. White pointed out the philosophers were peculiarly jubilant about the madness. Funny, funny names too. Dada? Nada.

And just when I thought I could get some peace and quiet with my book, me roomie plays his guitar. Oh dearie me...

Tuesday, March 15, 2011

Day 15: The graded life

I look awkward. Hmm. I blame Dr. Vogt for mentioning that all humans are awkwardly walking through life. That statement is affecting my POV at the moment. Then again, this picture isn't an accurate representation of what I actually wore during the day as well, considering that I was walking in my pajamas the entire afternoon. Oh well...

Grades, grades, grades... Is there really a necessity for them? Is it even accurate? Of course, a lot of professors agree that the system itself is faulty--how can one be truly "correct?" Maybe because I come from the English department, so I guess there never is an answer.

I don't even know why I'm having this sentiment right now, it's not like I'm doing badly in any of my classes. Heck no. I just find it curious how many students' lives are governed by numbers and figures. Everything's just a mathematical equation. Plus, minus, multiplication and division. Exponential increment? Rapid disintegration...

Hmm... What a curious thought...

I actually just woke up. I was that close to missing tonight's post... Sheesh.

Monday, March 14, 2011

Day 14: Sien...

The title basically shows how tired I am of everything at the moment. Gaaaaaahhhh. Just felt like saying that. GAAAAAAAHHHH. Yeap, feelin' very sien at the moment.

Sunday, March 13, 2011

Day 13: Not a fan of this feeling...

Oh this is not going to transform into some sappy, emo-esque post. I'm just feeling really lazy about everything so it's not exactly the best mood to occupy oneself in.

I have...:
Two scripts to prepare.
Two presentations to prepare.
Two books to complete. Well, maybe more.

Basically, I'm experiencing post-Malaysian Night and pre-Spring Break syndromes. Definitely not healthy living. And the only thing to spice up my life at the moment is a little can of wasabi flavored almonds. Enticing, no?

Saturday, March 12, 2011

Day 12: Five hours for groceries?

I guess the browsing took longer than expected... Though the journey there and back was two hours, and we had to wait an extra hour for the bus to arrive again, so I suppose we weren't that fascinated with the colorful Oreos on display for a long time.

Anyhow, it was a bloody waste of time. The groceries were important no less, yet the amount of time invested in chips, crackers and wasabi coated almonds just doesn't seem to justify the two hour bus ride.

No wonder people are complaining about rising gas prices. Nothing is within walking distance.


Day 11: So... close!!!

Whoops... I forgot to reorient the picture. But at least it adds... perspective to the image I suppose. I randomly picked out the blue shirt over a white singlet I had been wearing. Then I ran out.

GAAAAAHHH... Allow me that momentary frustration because I kept reminding myself to post before it's too late. And now, it's too late. Oh well.

And I have a friggin' migraine for some reason... Sheesh...

Thursday, March 10, 2011

Day 10: The issue about sneakers...

So... I'm on time. What took me so long I wonder?

~

Respect.

Dead, or alive? Everyone should practice it, shouldn't they? Should I blame my own incompetence in conversations? I realize that my ability to speak is marred by the fact that I'm hanging around too often with fellow Malaysians. Or is it? I enjoy their company immensely, no doubt about that. The error doesn't lie there. Still...

There's something about the way certain Nebraskans communicate that irks me. I don't know why. Maybe it's wrong to generalize. But I shan't reveal their names. Maybe my upbringing's to blame. I have been raised and bred in a culture that warns me not to put my feet to the level of another's chest, especially when the other's sitting on that chair. It's just... rude. Am I wrong to maintain such sentiments?

Yes, I am wrong. Biased, maybe. Incorrect to assume that whenever people lift their shoes and place them on my armrest, I should be indifferent to it. Though isn't it ironic that people preach about hygiene when those pair of sneakers might've just exited the lavatory? Ignorance is bliss in this example I suppose.

And then, they complain when they become ill. What charming little children they are! I almost certainly feel the necessity to tuck them in bed and shove that spoonful of sugar down their throats.

Respect is so fragile. So insignificant, it seems. Though... is it worthy of concern?

Sunday, March 6, 2011

Day 6: The day after...

Alright, so I missed out a lot posts. I'm sorry. The irony is that I haven't been busy the past week, so I slept more. Eh? I keep falling asleep at about nine, barely an hour after dinner, and then find myself waking up in bed the next morning at five. I've become lethargic. I'm trying to avoid coffee, but I guess it can't be helped. I'm already halfway done with my can of Starbucks.

At least I feel awake now I suppose...

Kristy thinks I'm cheating with my posts because of my tardiness. Ah well, at least they're up I say. I find it odd though that I remember to take the pictures, yet never found the time to post them up. Oh well... I'll be returning to the usual routine again.

That is, if I survive the amount of work I have tonight.

Day 5: Malaysian Night!

Soo... I don't exactly have pictures from the night... But once my fellow photographers have uploaded them on Facebook, I shall post them too.

Day 4

Day 3

Day 2

7th Month, Day 1

Day 28


I don't know why... But this picture is just hilarious to me.