It seems like every time I'm back on this blog, somebody has died. It's true — my colleague is dead. But contrary to what we all thought, it wasn't the cancer that killed her — not directly. She passed away after taken off life-support, which she needed because of the cardiac arrest's side effect that occured after she choked on food. She choked on food easily because of the cancer. I didn't feel much honestly, when I first received the news. Was it too sudden? Was it because I expected it because of how unwell she seemed to be from the sliver of information we were able to get occasionally from her husband? Maybe it just didn't feel real until I actually stood before her altar at the funeral, and I cried as I lit an incense stick for her (and burnt my self a little in the process 'cause I didn't notice the other incense sticks — noob). I think it's the first time I've ever been at a funeral of someone I directly and frequently interacted...
;___; OH MY 天! Like, I can FINALLY blog. Bottling thoughts up is no good - it can make you crazy. -nods- Or so I assume. Well, anyway, you still get to use nice layouts even if high-tech Wordpress is not the system. God, I miss my wordpress. ;;__;; I mean, which idiot will choose Blogger?! Apparantly, me. Anyway...After a weekend with no computer usage, I've got my hands on some tasty cookies, tasty books (wait, what!?) and tasty songs!!!! Eheh. I also got to see some MVs (OLIVIA's "a little pain" and Tainaka Sachi's "disillusion"). Criticisms later. Let's see why I decided to use Blogger: 1. Do I look like I have a host?! 2. "Hey...This blog's already skinned!" 3. The attention-seeking, can't-wait-to-criticise, wants-to-advertise-anime part of me is KILLING MY SANITY! Right. ----------- disillusion MV - Tainaka Sachi ( http://youtube.com/watch?v=v2yM7nLP8DQ ) Enlighten me, what have a desert got to do with...y...
I'm not a poet, neither am I great writer. I can't string words together to make them read sophisticated and "chim" — I know, an utter waste of the time spent at creative writing classes when I was in primary school; time that I could have spent watching my favourite Cardcaptor Sakura, seriously. But since I have this absolutely free space for all the weirdness in me, I'm gonna make full use of it. Aside from the usual — hopefully less — childish ramblings, this medium will be where I try to practise the languages I'm learning/have learnt. Since I can't be speaking to someone native all the time, talking or writing to myself is probably the next best only method I can think of. I'm pretty confident of my Korean (not ready for some political debate anytime soon, though, thank you), but my Japanese is crap. The best way to learn is always touted to being interested and picking things up along the trail of curiosity but really, guys, learning a lan...
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