Thursday, November 29, 2007
A NICE PICTURE OF OGURI SHUN. EAT YOUR HEART OUT, YIHUI.
(PS: pictures here of Hanakimi people do not belong to me. i khoped them from some wonderful LJ user.)
Listening to: Hanazakari no Kimitachi e OST (which is worth 149mb and it’s fantastic – message me if you want it)
Ah these few days have been pretty hectic! I have a few things to blog about ever since the end of A Levels, which was like a few days ago but it doesn’t seem to be over for me!
I just don’t feel that they’re over yet and am sort of amazed by the fact that I can actually go online for 12 hours straight and no one would actually kill me for not studying.
It’s kinda scary, once you think about it.
Anyway! The things to blog about are: 22nd Nov, night cycling, the day after and Sunday! Which is today. Which just means that I have been going out for three straight days.
(Actually I have been blogging this post for a few days since Sunday – today is Wednesday – because I’ve been distracted by Nodame Cantabile and everything else. Terribly sorry)
It is exhausting.
So be prepared for long, long posts that no one will read anyway! It’s just me doing it for a sense of completion.
22nd Nov:
Ah the A Levels ended today for me! The paper was alright and after that we went out to Seoul garden to eat lunch. It was pretty fun; almost all the girls went while the guys just like… vanished. I can’t really remember much that happened as most of the more important (ie funny) stuff occurred at XL and Agapera’s table and so there isn’t really much to write here.
I just know that I was really tired and sleepy after lunch and went home after walking around with everyone for about one hour. Oh yeah, XL went for some interview! She got in anyway!
After I went home… I couldn’t remember what I did. I think I just rotted.
OH I remember now! I went home and watched episode 9, 10 and 11 of Hanakimi! You should watch it too. It’s hilarious. Ikuta Toma really upstaged Oguri Shun in this drama! His portrayal of Nakatsu is so natural and he makes it really easy to do! He shows a lot of expression in the drama. The last episode, when he got rejected by Mizuki, it was really sad when he walked away and he was saying that he was going to cry in 5 counts and he counted down and just collapsed onto his knees on the grounds of the school was just… wow. And then when the camera panned further out and away from him, you just felt his dejection and it was really depressing.
And as you go through the series of 12 episodes, you start to look forward to the random Dorm competitions that the school has (what Treasure Hunt between the dorms?!), Nakatsu’s monologues and corresponding body language (you should see how he rationalizes his love for Mizuki, how they will have kids, his sexuality and everything in general), Mizuki and Sano interaction (more of Oguri Shun actually smiling – he smiles really much later in the drama) and really, the entire lot of the dorm students (Oscar and Tennouji OWN – and the school cheer is ‘1, 2, 3, BABY!’ How can you not like a school with a cheer like that?). They’re terribly, terribly random. And Sekime! Yes, he grew on me too; he talks to animals! XD And no one remembers his name, the poor dear. I shall see if I can put up some nice pictures of the handsome duo/pretty trio later.
For me, I think Oguri gradually grew on me. I didn’t like him at first as I felt he wasn’t as good as Ikuta, who just exploded on me – I liked him straightaway – but he was much better later in the series. Episode 11 and 12 are my favourites! They really are what the entire series is about.
Trio!
Duo!
They actually compressed it and changed it a little but I feel that the changes are okay. The Japanese version had to do something to differentiate itself from the Taiwanese one, which was a really faithful conversion of the original manga so I guess that’s why the storyline was modified a little but it’s basically the same.
Ah. Yes. I stayed up till 4.30am overdosing on Hanakimi icons and images. Ikuta is love!
And I realized he looks really like Tamaki Hiroshi, who did Chiaki Shinichi (shoot really sounded like Shunichi, Nakatsu’s first name) in Nodame Cantabile. See if I can post up some pictures to spot the difference~
23rd Nov:
This was a really long day and it will take up most of my post. If you are frightened of tiny words, please skip this section.
I woke up quite late – 10.30am in the morning. That means 6 hours of sleep. Remember that.
So then I slacked around until 1plus, in which I switched on the computer to watch the last episode of Hanakimi which was good – Shun really looks like a girl! – and then slacked around some more until 4plus in which I went for the interview to be a relief teacher in PL.
I was applying for the E.Lit/Eng relief teacher position as well, I was bored and I needed the money. So alright, went for the interview, had to showed my (pretty much okay) O Levels results and my (dreaded) Prelim results, got nervous for all sorts of reasons, panicked just before the interview, stumbled haphazardly (ah Ishida from Bleach hates this word because it is what it describes and he hates messy stuff) through it and came out feeling like I had been interviewed for what, a professorship?
Hello, the school was planning to do dramatizations, for goodness sake.
In my mind: wth?
Anyway, turns out that they needed a bio/chem teacher as well, and I appeared to be an ideal candidate for that. Mrs Lum will contact me for further details.
After that it was dinner then the wonderful night cycling.
We were going to cycle from East Coast, to Labrador Park, then to Newton Hawker Centre for supper before going back to Church then going to Changi beach to see the sunrise then cycling back to East Coast before dismissal.
-goes off to watch Nodame Cantabile episode 2-
So I arrived there at around 9pm, thinking vaguely about the very, super extremely important episode 25 of Cowboy Bebop that I was going to miss – do you know how bloody difficult it is to watch a Cowboy Bebop episode online? I personally think it’s one of the best anime series in existence though many would not like its animation because it came out in 1998 and now there’s much better animation around – the first part of the season finale and I was missing it for the second time. It’s extremely annoying to watch through the entire season just to watch the season finale only to bloody damn well miss the first of the season finale because of night cycling. I didn’t mind missing D.Gray-Man (I’m starting to call it d-dot-gray-dash-man) as it’s pretty recent (Central is weird like that – D.Gray-Man came out last year) so it’ll be easy to find the episodes on youtube (in fact Central’s caught up with the Japan screening time – they’re only a couple of episodes ahead of us). But I found the online streaming of the Cowboy Bebop movie! I want to watch it. Looks pretty good.
And Cowboy Bebop has an excellent ending; I heard. It’s one of the most poignant and angsty endings as you really don’t know what happened and you’re all argh and prickly all over but you don’t want it to end any other way because well – it’s really good.
Anyway I reached there, met Yihui, squealed about Hanakimi for a while, met this wonderful new girl called Nicole Ng who’s going to Thailand to watch the SEA games because her school won the national cheerleading competition – like oh my goodness – and we just grouped together after that. The three of us were under this guy called James (yes yes, what a popular name, James) from Raffles ODAC who had gone for night cycling trips before… I think.
Yes, so. The beginning was alright as we were at East Coast Park and it was pretty relaxed.
Then we got onto the roads.
I tell you, you have absolutely no idea how scary it is on the roads. The worst, absolute WORST vehicles to get close to are buses. Taxis are a far second but almost as annoying as they horn at you for blocking their turning. Evil buggers. But the worst vehicles are buses – they’re big and blocky and the worst thing is that they cannot see you at all and you feel so tiny and insignificant next to them and –
They’re just terrible things.
As it was around 10plus in the night, the roads were still pretty crowded. We followed some basic rules – OBEY THE TRAFFIC LIGHTS NO MATTER WHAT, stay at the side of the road as you’re not invincible, the car is and let the cars go first no matter the distance, the place or whatever. Yet something still happened to me.
And I just checked the ODAC survey thing, apparently I am the most accident-prone person in the entire batch. Someone, I shall find out who very soon, even said that something must happen to me at every expedition.
So yes, anyway, some guy fell down in front of me somewhere along here.
Then I couldn’t stop in time, and I crashed into him. I remember going ‘Oh SHOOT-’ then I had already rolled onto him and was on the ground. The pickup tuck which was following us came pretty quickly – our group leader James was like saying that when he saw me fall he was extremely frightened, like ‘ohmygawdwhathappenedtothemshootshoothow?!’ kind of panic but he didn’t show it – I only found out later when we were talking.
Anyway, I know where I fell because I have three beautiful bruises to prove it. After that fall, I was picked up by the truck and we drove behind the other cyclists for a while, passing the Esplanade. Then when I got down, the bike that I originally had was bitchy as the seat was loose and didn’t want to be stuck in one position and since the other bike that they gave me was also not a very good one, I had to sit on the truck again and let them drive me to the first meeting place at Labrador Park.
Really, when you get a bike, make sure the seat’s at the level of your tailbone so that when you bend your knees, it’s not that stressful and tiring. It really does become easier when your knees are constantly bent below your hip. It’s some physics thing that I don’t know how to explain – this shows why competitive cyclists are almost like lying down on their bikes.
-Just watched Nodame Cantabile episode 7 finished, going off to episode 8 now-
So at Labrador Park we took a break and my bike was fixed to a certain degree – I was using the other bike that had an unadjustable seat, which meant that I would be cycling in a rather uncomfortable position – and I discovered my three beautiful purple bruises that hurt like hell. By then it was around 11plus in the night and we were all still feeling quite alright.
Ah yes, around here, Clement, Jo Ee, Elizabeth, Dwight and Rebecca’s brother joined us. Forgot his name.
After that we continued cycling – I don’t remember much here probably because of the hills and the ragged cycling we had to do and because there were still cars about and much of it is lost in the white trembling feeling of pure fear as you dodge buses and cars and well, you get my point.
Anyway, I have a grand total of nine bruises I think, on my legs, most of which are blue but there are a few brilliant purple ones that are quite scary to look at. There’s one at a place which I would rather not mention and the best thing is that I have absolutely no idea how it got there.
When we reached Newton, most people ate but I didn’t as I had a nice energy bar before that – QUAKERS ROCK – so I actually feeling quite terrible. Then Jon Choy came and fixed my original bike until the seat was much higher – it made cycling a lot easier but made standing still a lot harder. I know it’s my fault that I didn’t tell him that I wanted it a tad lower but still I’m not complaining – it really helped my cycling. After Newton Hawker centre it was a long way back to church but I felt that the pace was much better – maybe it’s just me – but it was easier to cycle. I know we went past Orchard around here, I remember seeing The Paragon and the Orchard Christmas decorations.
Speaking of decorations, I didn’t realize that Christmas was so close already. I think it’s because we were just too caught up with our A Levels that you just don’t realize that after November is December and that means Christmas.
I shall be doodling Christmas cards for people that I like and know~
I hope.
Oh well.
Moving on, after Newton was really the best part I think. We reached Newton around 1am in the morning – the hawker centre looked like it was only 7pm – and we left around 2am in the morning. Then we were quite alright and pretty much separated already.
Clement and Rebecca’s brother were right at the back. I think around here, Clement made a really apt comment.
He said that every time you stood up from the bike, he, I quote, ‘feels a surge of blood to my butt’.
I was currently undergoing a periodical, and could only very snidely comment, ‘You have no idea how right you are.’
Then I don’t remember much here already. Probably because it was all pretty monotonous. Oh right, after Newton was Novena; I messaged my aunt here – then it was Serangoon, I remember searching frantically for a hawker centre here with excellent food with my family,
We reached church – here I was wide awake because it was around 3plus in the morning – which is coincidentally when I usually sleep. James was saying that yes, you’d be high now but later you’ll just zonk out and die from lack of sleep. Glenn/Glen joined us here I think.
At church we had a little discussion, whether to go straight back to East Coast, which would take 40 minutes or to make a detour to Changi Beach then back to East Coast, which would take 2hours plus. Unanimously, we voted to go Changi as most people wanted to see the sunrise, which was described as a big fat red yolk.
Yum, I like eggs.
So we started off again and here it was really the best of the entire night. Because it was so early in the morning, most of the roads were deserted, meaning that we had the entire road to ourselves and we could do whatever we wanted. I remember climbing up hills and speeding down them, this really deserted road at Tampines – where one side was this deserted construction site place thingy and the other side was just bushes and trees. It was really spooky. Bus 72 goes there. One day I should take the bus from Yio Chu Kang MRT station and see where it leads. Also there were many, many taxis here that just sped past us like at 80km/h. someone later said that the taxis didn’t want to stay too long along that stretch of road, because it was really spooky and creepy.
The amount of detail is inversely proportionate to how sleepy I am. More detail, means that I am sleepier. I had to do something to keep awake.
There were quite a few people whose bikes went all weird here, either because they were tired or something really happened.
I kept talking to myself, or at least keeping an internal monologue of what I saw so that I can bore you people here but mostly to keep awake.
Around here I met this lady called Michelle who is an ownage cyclist and her friends, Kelvin, Ivan and some other person.
I say met because we were cycling around the same speed and it was rather boring so we talked while cycling. It was really nice because apparently, Michelle the lady who’s been at her laptop everytime we met for Sunday cell and I didn’t recognize her.
Oh noes~
Michelle’s friends are all like ownage cyclists la. Ivan was really proded – I was cycling with him when he spied some church guy really far ahead of us and he asked me, ‘Want to see me catch up with him? It’s a guy right?’
I was like yeah, whatever, go lorh.
And he just sped up like he was on Energizer batteries and completely owned the guy after a few cycles on his bike. He kept looking back though, when he was catching up with the other cyclist guy. Weird~
But yes, he owns in cycling.
Ah when we were nearing Changi Village, the roads there are terribly, terribly hilly and we kept going up and down and up and down. I remember at Loyang Ave something or the other; I was speeding down this really high hill. Right at the base of the hill was this traffic light at a T junction. That was good.
There were cars at the perpendicular road. That was not good.
I remember thinking that I simply had to make through the green light or else… when it turned yellow.
I hit the brakes.
The bike went mad. I skittered to a stop right before the traffic junction in the middle of the road and was gingerly making my way back to the side of the road when the other cyclists caught up.
Then I looked ahead and saw that there was another hill to climb over.
Really, we go down hills and gain enough momentum to go up them again! Argh.
Ah yes, over the course of the trip, one thing that you start to notice is that your butt hurts a lot. Really a lot. It hurts in places that you’d rather not mention and you start to hate the ‘STRIPES AHEAD’ and ‘HUMP AHEAD’ signs as they forebode hell and torture on your butt which it does not deserve.
It was pretty depressing around here. Because by then your butt is hurting but because you’ve been on the seat for so long, it gets numbed by the sheer monotony of everything and isn’t so bad.
It was around here that the trucks started coming on, as it was around 5am in the morning already and we had to deal with bitchy truck drivers who horned at us because we were slow.
Well, sorry, we’re human, if you’re not.
Pretty soon we reached the beach, and it’s the very same beach which ODAC goes to kayak! LOL we actually passed Changi Sea Sports Club where you can rent kayaks and stuff and get your kayaking certs – that reminds me, I need my 3 star kayaking – and then we took a really long break here because we were waiting for the sunrise.
Yihui and I were just sitting and chatting with Michelle and her other pro-cycling friends. Talking to them made me feel all small again! We talked about jobs, cycling, more jobs, university, men vs women, sleepiness… everything under the sun. They all soon zoned out for a nap that was rather long and it was only around 6plus when the sun really came up.
By then we had to leave for East Coast Park and here I think, is the worst part of the trip.
Because after sitting down on flat concrete for so long, your butt absolutely refuses to go onto the bike seat again. It protests and screams and makes a hell of a torture and my butt was really hurting when I had to sit down again and it made cycling a pure hell and was so irritating that I slowed down completely and cycled every now and then.
You know there’s this stretch of road beside Changi Airport that I really like because it’s got trees on both sides and is one straight road. So if you go there early in the morning where there are no cars, you’ll effectively get a ghost road, where it’s misty at the edges and everything looks really wistful. And I saw a few planes take off while cycling there! There were also a few of the professional cyclists about – I think I almost killed them by getting in their way – but that’s not the point.
Point is! It is important to cycle in a straight line! With the strongest cyclist in front and the weakest cyclist at the back! Because! The strongest cyclist shall deal with the drafts and uber air resistance while everyone behind him has less air resistance to deal with! Thus! The whole group moves on faster!
It is weird to learn physics while cycling!
-OMG OMG OMG OMG COWBOY BEBOP ENDING IS SO OMG OMG WATCH IT YOU HAVE TO WATCH IT OMG-
Anyway that trip was really long, and James had said that speedsters use that lane to race because it’s one of the few long straight roads in Singapore that don’t have any traffic lights blocking the way. All I saw that morning were cyclists and irate truck drivers. Rawr.
Eventually we reached East Coast Park, where cycling back was hell and where I got lost because well, I don’t have an excellent sense of direction. We reached back to the bicycle shop at around 8.30am in the morning and Pastor Allen was there to greet us. We spent a few minutes standing around and talking before we had worship for a while and Pastor began his sermon.
Like oh my goodness.
A sermon! I bet you half of the people fell asleep. I know I fell asleep somewhere but I always changed my position before I really fell asleep. It’s bad to fall asleep when someone’s talking. I think he knew that we were falling asleep so I guess he kept it short and sweet and had easy-to-remember points for us.
After that, I went back home and bathed like the first time in don’t-know-how-many-hours but it felt like days and went to bed.
For three hours.
Then I woke up and went for this workshop thing, Script to Comic Panel or something, by this guy called Sonny Liew who owns in drawing.
I reached there alright – the National Museum of Singapore, and met Smee and her friend Regina. We were easily the youngest people there; everyone else was going pro or definitely older than us.
And the people were like randomly doodling already even before the class started…
I was suddenly and horribly reminded of how bitchy artists can get and how touchy they are about their work and how they want to prove that they’re the best. Geez my doodle must be like really doodles next to their work. It’s really depressing. Powerful people are there… Scary.
However there was this guy who I thought I should know – Kim Keat or something? Gerard? Is he your classmate? Some really tall and thin and gangly guy with no glasses. So yes. Whatever. We were extremely quiet throughout the workshop, and Sonny noticed. Because we were sitting right at the front.
Apparently this workshop is for people who are illustrators or something like that, going onto the American way of comic drawing, where the artist does not come up with the story and there’s so much planning to do in the process! O= You know Marvel? Or The Sandman series? Like the writer comes up with the plot and an artist draws it. I remember researching up on Neil Gaiman’s Sandman series, and there were many different depictions of Me – uhh. What’s the name of the guy in Matrix? The one who’s acted by Lawrence Fishbourne? Yeah, him. We were more on the manga side, which the guy had nil knowledge about hence we were really, really quiet as we didn’t know what questions to ask him. Sorry Sonny! I felt really bad for him.
I was very amazed by the new knowledge I gained there. It’s so like literature! Like there’s a purpose to whatever the artist does. Like your perspective counts, where you place the bubble counts, whose point of view counts, what they say and everything! Like you have to plan out stuff!
Smee and I were floored. We were just thinking that you put the speech bubbles wherever you wanted them to go…
Sonny Liew is a nice person. His voice is good but I think he mumbles a bit too much – the poor guy was so nervous! He did Wonderland, this really cool Alice in Wonderland esque comic book by some American guy. I shall search him out. And he sketches so well and so quickly! He reminded me of the importance of thumbnails. So yes Smee, all the random scripts and thumbnails we did for HM were not useless! Mua hahahahaha~
And he’s one of the old-school people who I really admire because he does everything by hand, drawing, shading, painting, everything! Which is why his stuff has such an organic and traditional look to them. Very nice.
All I can safely saw is that the artist who did this comic ‘Born from the Dead’ or something, is really lazy and is a slacker.
Anyway, after that was church. I almost died somewhere there. Sleepy.
Came home and I slept really early after church.
25th Nov:
Woke up, church at school, collection of standard chartered stuff then ORCHARD. I looked at pretty designs here for the girls as the girls were the only ones about. Sketched them out later. Went to places like Guess, G2000, BritishIndia (Oh! So that’s what it was!), Daniel Yam … lots of places. Fariha likes sequins and beads. She noticed I like overcoats and sweater-type stuff because I kept feeling them.
… Fariha, you feel the sequined stuff too. In fact, you hug them.
(Was very bored la. Sorry for no details. Shopping + Nellyn = Not a very good outcome)
26th Nov:
ODAC had a brilliant idea to look for prom stuff. Well the guys did. I was like alright, now’s the time for me to see guys’ clothes since I already had enough of girls’ stuff. So we went to ORCHARD. Before that was some belaying thing that I couldn’t go for ($80 for 8 hours! That’s like omg good money – just prove that you can belay and you’re in!) So I was pretty down. But still! Got kelong. Hope can kayak there. Anyway, it was pretty depressing because I ended up going with the girls which meant that we stopped at every shop which looked nice and tried on clothes.
Well everyone else did. I didn’t. I just sat there and stoned. We went to pretty much the same places as yesterday. Also got Far East plaza though. I feel lost at Orchard now.
Ah I was wearing really casual stuff, shirt and shorts and one could see my bruises in a mirror. Someone remarked that I looked like I had been abused or something. Yeah, they’re that bad.
Went to Daniel Yam again, that guy has excellent dresses and very good taste – and admired the dresses. Wished vaguely that I was with the guys so that I could see guys’ clothing because was low on inspiration for guys’ clothes and because they were faster. And there were less of them. But! SITI YOU SHOULD GET THAT DANIEL YAM DRESS OMG YOU LOOK HOT. WOOT.
Shall put up what two days of going to Orchard does to you. Lots of pretty doodles! X)
It's really light and the first of a few that I did. I'm too lazy to put the rest up.
27th Nov, 28th Nov:
SLACKED AT HOME. I DESERVE IT. Watched Nodame Cantabile (WHERE’S EPISODE 11?!) and other random stuff. Doodled some more. LIFE IS GOOD. Slept for 10 hours on each day. I still feel bad watching Nodame Cantabile all the time. I also caught up with D.Gray-Man and am currently watching the Cowboy Bebop movie that Esme has in her collection.
…
I swear I’m going to raid your house one day, Smee. Be warned.
29th Nov:
TODAY I NEED TO MOP THE FLOOR. HOUSEWORK CALLS ME. It’s actually around 1am in the morning now? I shall have to sleep soon.
-/-
ALL IN ALL, I SQUASHED ALMOST 6 DAYS WORTH OF STUFF INTO FOUR PAGES. BE PROUD OF ME. If I didn’t condense, you’d be looking at a thesis essay now. Mua hahahahaha.
Okay. I’m bored of doing anymore now. Shall go back to watching the Cowboy Bebop movie soon. Or sleep. I’m tired.
Hope you had fun reading this!
See you, space cowboy!
Posted by norbert at 11/29/2007 12:45:00 AM
Thursday, November 22, 2007
I hate Veoh.Alrights they are over.
Most strangely, I have absolutely no feeling about it, probably because I got ambushed today and I am not feeling my best. Also Veoh almost screwed up on me so I almost couldn’t watch Hanakimi but now all is well so I am vaguely happy.
And I slept for 3 hours in the afternoon. So I should be happy.
But I’m not really that happy. It’s weird – today when I was happily reading, something in me kept saying ‘You have to study! Hello? A Lev – oh.’ Yeah it was like that. Weird.
The biology paper was alright – they had a couple of weird questions about mice and owls and more mice and continuous variation and discontinuous variation and all I did was to look at it and guess my answer.
And yes I think I got it wrong. Uwaa~
Anyway, that’s over already so I’m not going to bother about it. Much. Really. No, I shouldn’t. There’s no point.
OH MY GOODNESS I THINK I SCREWED MY A LEVELS UP WHY WHY WHY WHY HOW HOW WHY I AM SUCH AN IDIOT *DIES*
Right. Now that the panicking is over – OH MY GOODNESS HOW I THINK I MADE MANY CARELESS MISTAKES I AM AN IDIOT WHY – erm, right. Anyway.
I checked my archives! I have a list of what to do that I came up with in May!
That’s a very big contrast to Xinli who was coming up with hers today, in the MRT when we were going to Orchard. Like for the first time in… *mutters* a couple of months. I don’t really go out anyway so I don’t care.
I have a list but it’s mostly on the types of manga that I’ll be reading. And some other stuff that I’ll do that I’ve been dying to do for a while now but I’m really not in the mood because I have cramps and I’m feeling bitchy. So this post will be mixed with disgust and vague happiness and much annoyance.
Damn – Veoh just died on me again.
I am in a bad mood now. I mean – it worked before my exams ended and now that they’re over, it’s being all screwy and such. Am I not meant to watch Ikuta Toma in his full glory?!
*goes off to sulk*
Damn, the only reason why Akanishi Jin gets away with being a complete idiot is because he looks too damn good doing it. And I prefer him with black hair. He looked much nicer.
Posted by norbert at 11/22/2007 08:46:00 PM
Wednesday, November 21, 2007
LOOOOOOOOOOOOOOLOMG OMG OMG OMG I JUST DISCOVERED HOW TO PUT PICTURES ON MY BLOG HAHAHAHAHAHA
Aggie calls me a baka. Why!
ANYWAY NOT IMPORTANT.
LET THE (onepictureonly) SPAMMING BEGIN!
1. IKUTA TOMA is in the middle. WATCH HANA KIMI. I LOVE - okay like alot - HIM. And my sister and I found this picture of him particularly funny, AND SHE TAUGHT ME HOW TO PRINT SCREEN - ILOVEHERSOMUCH - so yes. I am HIGH.
Note: Tomorrow is my last paper. Shut up, all you Physics people, people who take weird combis like ChemMathEconsGeog AND PEOPLE WHO DON'T HAVE A LEVELS AT ALL.
Posted by norbert at 11/21/2007 08:55:00 PM
Sunday, November 04, 2007
As I mentioned on my tagboard, waiting for the download of Reaching You is damn boring and tiring.So I decided to randomly spam my blog with short posts.
On a happier note, I just got the ripped version of NewS's Weeeek from somewhere. Is happy. It's quite a random song. Apparently it's written by the band themselves. Now that's amazing. Ah hahaha.
And Smee's been spamming me with random Japanese artistes. Yay for Anna Tsuchiya, Cherry Filter (that's actually Korean but who really cares), UVERworld, Asian Kung Fu Generation and L'Arc~en~ciel! =D
See, this is a short post.