Due to a certain charitable act conducted by a Mr G, I am now migrating!
Au revoir, vieil ami~~ Gentil de vous rencontrer, nouveau blog~~~
*gets shot*
Goodbye, Field Beyond Ideas! I will forever remember you as one of the few places where I can express my useless ramblings… thank you… *gets shot again* Now located at:
if your life were a soundtrack, what would the music be?
here’s how it works:
1. open your library (iTunes, winamp, media player, iPod)
2. put it on shuffle
3. press play
4. for every question, type the song that’s playing
5. new question – press the next button
Hmm… let’s see…
So apparently, there are plenty of adjectives branching off from the same meaning of “talking”, but with somewhat differing meanings.
I have just discovered something recently. It was on last Saturday or so, that I had to attend a certain Islamic event made for girls (something about not going out before marrying someone, etc.) in order to get marks for my Religion Studies. Which, mind you, isn’t exactly my greatest field, so despite the fact that I am rather hesitant to attend those kind of things, I came.
Rather than going on about how stupid unreasonable some of the points they made were, I’ll just skip to lunch anyhow, after lunch I didn’t come back and instead went to an internet cafe to attend a staff meeting. We were given out styrofoam-container lunches which held inside it chicken coated with pepper sauce, and we were given no spoon! So we had to eat by hand.
Skip to the point. Anyhow, because the first-year toilets are too far from the hall where the event took place, of course we (my friend Miss A and I) headed towards the second-year ones. However, it wasn’t surprising that the water didn’t run in there. So we looked inside the tub in the toilets, but ONOES!! They weren’t containing any water either… Then I heard the beautiful sound of water running in the place separated by a brick wall from where we were…
The men’s bathroom.
So anyhow, don’t ask how or why or whatever relating to the fact that I got in there, and washed my hand. With water that seems to always run well unlike the girl’s bathroom which only has a few hours of each day in which the water runs. Besides, the guy’s bathroom is also twice as big, and if the girl’s bathroom only had two cubicles, the guy’s had three. Plus four of those things that are only used for pissing… =P Well, putting aside the horrendous stench, it seems like quite a roomy place for smoking and hanging out.
That’s so not fair! There’s more girls than guys in my school, firstly, so we deserve a bigger bathroom, and besides, do guys need the water that much? Us girls certainly care more about our hygiene… (forgive my generalisation. I’m just annoyed here) Well, anyhow, why don’t they make both of the bathroom have working water pumps? What an annoyance.
Okay, that’s all I want to complain about for now.
A little bit of advice from a Japanese proverb that happened to really strike me:
「継続は力なり」
keizoku wa chikara nari
Literally: Continuance is also strength
So whenever you get knocked down, to be able to prove your resilience and get up is a strength of its own. If you just hold on, sudden power will emerge by itself. Perseverance is a kind of strength of its own.
七転び八起き! It’s better to stumble seven times and then recover by the eighth than to suffer defeat!
*slithers away*
*sorry for not being constructive yet*
I have been tagged. Hahaha. In order to limit myself from talking too much since I do like talking about myself (whew, talk about some narcissism), I’ll just put down a maximum of five bullet points for each!
[YES THIS IS A USELESS ENTRY AT THE MOMENT]
I want to write a poem
To express how exactly I…
wonder what’s going on
and its how and its why
All the words and the worlds
At the back of my crowded head
would struggle to climb up from
my throat where it’s been led
But no further
I want to let words run down
But they’re like a tangled coil
trying to smooth out the edges
Would leave me in a turmoil
Unenthusiastically undoing them
knots until I reached my limits
Probably I will toil away with
ambition lasting for some minutes
But no further
(Entitled; A Small Part of Something Mildly Resembling a Poem that Miss AKS Wrote Out of Frustration. Do not consider as actual poetry but it’s the closest thing to it so far… haha)
What?? It’s still not posted? Yes, I know. Even though my school’s wonderful joyous and yet also undeniably exhilarating school trip in which I got the crappiest bus of the bunch and the schedule wasn’t being followed to at all took place in quite-early March, I still haven’t reported about it here?
So… will I do so now?
Unfortunately, not yet. When will my dear friend A**** aka ‘Sacchan’ hand over the photos of the trip to me… I hope there are actually good pictures of me this time *gets shot*
Have a placeholder picture (the one on the utmost right is my school friend. Can you guess who the pimp guy in the middle is?)!
another one, to the demand of the perverted, pedophilic pimp! *gets stomped on*
I would post pictures of my trip to Jakarta, Solo, and Yogyakarta soon enough, but right now I can’t find good photos of me. Woe is me, a non-photogenic person.
You see, I am somewhat a perfectionist. I absolutely hate failing to fulfill people’s expectations, and there are plenty of other small things I’m concerned with, or fear. They are mostly irrational fears, or even if not so, exaggerated, but it is quite hard to get over.
However, it’s better to try rather than do nothing. My aunt’s father just wrote a few pages on how to have a prosperous life, and here I am putting it down in order for me to remember it once I reread my blog. Quotes come from those few pages.
1. Be happy.
“Be happy – not because we are too stupid to know that something better exists, but because we are smart enough to make it good.”
Conclusion: Aim not for better, but good enough?
2. Make your own destiny
“Opportunity doesn’t come to us, we have to pick it up. It’s up to us, whether we want to unlock the door inside ourself to respond to that opportunity. Know that the golden opportunity we seek lies in our own hands. It doesn’t depend on the situation, luck, or others’ assistance. It’s all in ourselves.”
Conclusion: Don’t hope things will come to you, but rather, chase after what you want?
3. Be grateful for what you have
“We must be grateful for whatever is bequeathed upon us; this isn’t about luck. Being grateful leads us to shove away the negatives of life. Others might say that we are not being realistic. But being grateful means that we accept reality for what it is. Is there anything more realistic, before being free of worrying and fear of life’s bitterness we face?”
Conclusion: Being accepting for what we have is actually being realistic?
4. Being sad is okay, as long as we stay happy with what we generally are
“Isn’t it impossible to be happy when everything doesn’t go to plan, or a depressing tragedy hits us? Precisely; however, events and situations around us cannot limit us. Sadness is a natural feeling which cannot be avoided. But even though it is deep, it doesn’t have to limit us. Even more so, it shouldn’t make us angry and destroy what we have cared for all this time.
We may be disappointed with things that are out of our control, but we can still stay happy at ourselves the whole time. Inside that happiness, lies a potential for a great strength that with it we can take care of our sadness and disappointment.”
Conclusion: When you’re sad about things out of your hands, you should still be happy with yourself and remember that some things are under your control. Sadness is alright, but do not dwell on the feeling?
And lastly, we succeed because we work hard, and we work hard because we are about to see the good in our failures. 
Success doesn’t come by getting pissed at what we already have.
I will try to post something more useful later.
Note that obviously, I’m not the one to conduct this research; it came from here. It was held by psychologists Elaine Hatfield and Russ Clark. They hired actors they considered attractive enough to approach college students of the opposite sex, and try three different pick-up lines on them.
As for the pick-up lines:
1) I’ve been noticing you around campus and I find you attractive. Would you go out with me tonight?
2) I’ve been noticing you around campus and I find you attractive. Would you come over to my apartment tonight?
3) I’ve been noticing you around campus and I find you attractive. Would you sleep with me tonight?
As for the results… *drumroll*
First things first. I am your not-so-average high school student, Amanda K. My hobbies involve writing and drawing. Though ranting about things is starting not to be a mere stress relief.
I'm usually not that serious (I can be) and I'm not very sensitive most things (though once more, I can be). I'll either talk about the same basic principles or go on about my current thing. But not to worry; hopefully it'll be interesting, eh?
