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:

L’arriviste Excentrique

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…

opening credits
The Scientist — Coldplay (“Nobody said it was eaasyyyyyyy~”)

Ahaha, what the hell?

waking up
Keep the Dream Alive — Oasis (“I’m no stranger to this place, where real life and dreams collide. And even though I fall from grace, I will keep the dream alive” … “the answers disappear when I open my eyes”)

Does this mean I should go back to sleep?

first day at school
Breakaway — Kelly Clarkson (“I’ll spread my wings and I’ll learn how to fly. I’ll do what it takes till I touch the sky”)

More serious than what I’d like to get for a first day of school song. I was expecting something more depressing, ha.

falling in love
A Message — Coldplay (“And I’m on fire for you, clearly. You don’t have to be alone; you don’t have to be on your own”)

Well, this is the first time I’ve actually listened to this song, but it’s so sweet~

breaking up
Don’t Go Away — Oasis (“And I wanna be there when you hit the ground, so don’t go away. Say what you say; but say that you’ll stay, forever and a day…in the time of my life. ‘Cause I need more time just to make things right”)

Way too fitting! This isn’t funny. Bonus: “Me and you what’s going on? All we seem to know is how to show the feelings that are wrong”

prom
Michael — Franz Ferdinand (“This is where I’ll be so heavenly, so come and dance with me Michael. So sexy, I’m sexy, so come and dance with me Michael”)

It fits in a somewhat disturbing way. SO SEXY, I’m SEXY, YEAH.

life’s okay
Clarity — John Mayer (“But this morning, there’s a calm I can’t explain” … “by the time I realise this moment, this moment will be gone” … “I will wait to find if this will last forever”)

Surprisingly fitting.

mental breakdown
Behind These Hazel Eyes — Kelly Clarkson (“All that’s left of me… is what I pretend to be…” etc.)

Not what I wanted, but fitting. Very fitting.

driving
Almost Here — Delta Goodrem (“When I need you you’re almost here and I know that’s not enough”)

It sounds more like I’m the one waiting for someone to pick me up…

flashback
Sand in My Shoes — Dido (“I’ve still got sand in my shoes and I can’t shake the thought of you. I should get on, forget you, but why would I want to?”)

Somewhat suitable… though not applicable to myself at the moment xD

getting back together
Everything’s Not Lost — Coldplay (“Cause if you ever feel neglected, and if you think that all is lost. I’ll be counting up my demons, yeah, hoping everything’s not lost”)

Three Coldplay songs at once?! Hmm…

wedding
The Special Two — Missy Higgins (“And we can only see each other we’ll breathe together, these arms will not be taught to need another… cause we’re the special two”)

Awww~

final battle
I Will Survive — Cake (“Oh no, not I… I will survive…” etc.)

LOL.

death scene
Apocalypse Please — Muse (“So this is the enddddd…”)

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Complete with dramatic sounding instruments…

funeral song
Fall to Pieces — Avril Lavigne (“And I don’t want to fall to pieces… I just want to cry in front of you…” etc.)

Hmm…

end credits
Story of a Lonely Guy — Blink-182 (“So read my book with a boring ending, a short story of a lonely guy”)

Uhm… what the hell. =__= That totally ruined the mood…

So apparently, there are plenty of adjectives branching off from the same meaning of “talking”, but with somewhat differing meanings.

Take, for an example, “talkative”, which means having a disposition towards engaging in talks and enjoying conversations. “Talkative” seems to be a neutral, or mildly favourable adjective in this case. Since it can simply mean that the person likes to talk, but in a positive light, can be seen as being friendly and open.

“Loquacious” means having a great flow of words at command, suggesting the ability to express onself articulately and fluently. Seems to be a positive connotation on ‘talking’. Can also be used to describe someone who talks continuously with the intention to be sociable.

However, the word circumlocution, derived from the same root as “loquacious”, seems to have a negative image, bearing the meaning of the use of many words to express an idea that might be expressed by few. Generally periphrase or the use of indirect or roundabout language. Which means that when I use flamboyant and smart-sounding words in my paper I was pulling off some major circumlocution there! In some parts of the dictionary, “loquacious” is even put as a synonym of “garrulous”, which will come up in this text soon enough. Even so, it seems that the positive meaning is the one generally taken.

Lastly, there is also “garrulous”, which suggests that the ‘talkativeness’ of this person is dull, boring, and tedious. Originating from the Latin verb garrire, meaning ‘to chatter/babble’, it generally means that the person talks too much. =P So whenever I talk about trivial things because of lack of useful things to say, that would mean that I was being garrulous. Actually, I’m too shy to be able to pull off talking dully for too long, haha

And actually, if I was speaking this out, I guess it would count as being “garrulous”, eh? Or perhaps this is starting to become a circumlocution.

Lastly, I would like to say: supercalifragilisticexpialidocious. =D *gets stomped for watching Mary Poppins just a while ago*

(Well, this is what you get for reading the dictionary for fun too much)

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!

I’m passionate about:

• Drawing; something I can’t last a day without doing (?). My sketchbook cannot seem to be outside a one-metre radius from me.
• My characters; somewhat related to drawing, but I’m more passionate about this, specifically. I just think too hard on designing them.
• Replacing people I deem unable to do their job properly. If I can do it better, then why don’t I? (See, this is my superiority complex showing up again, haha)
• Becoming a taichou in the Gotei 13 Forum RP
• Lately, I have become fonder of writing (in Indonesian, even!)
• Lately also, the Gotei 13 Forum. Hahaha.

Mostly I say:

• “Gyaihhhhh” *insert other hysterical yells here*
• “Hmm… A*****, you’re really short, aren’t you?” Variations include: midget, shorty, this-is-why-you-should-eat-vegetables, etc.
• “I’m so pissed!”
• “………………….. =Db” Eh, considering the fact that this doesn’t contain any words, this doesn’t count?
• “I have come to disturb you =D”
• “You say I’m perverted?? I only drew them kissing, but you already drew the ‘morning after’ scene in which–” *gets shot* 100 points to those who can guess who I’m tormenting

I’ve just finished reading:

• Laskar Pelangi (by Andrea Hirata), oddly, an Indonesian novel while I rarely pick up those. It was quite an enjoyable read, in my opinion, though since I am not in the mood to give a review along with this, just look it up. *gets stomped on*
• People Might Hear You (by Robin Klein), a novel by one of my favourite authors as a child who also wrote Hating Alison Ashley. It’s about a girl who lives with her aunt who marries a mysterious man, and her story as she gets dragged into a radical stream of a religion… Quite interesting, but it doesn’t seem to be appropriate for children and the ending was inconclusive
• Silver Valkyries or 銀のヴァルキュリアス (by Riho Sachimi), a ten-volume-long manga series, of the Adventure/Fantasy genre. I love the incredible details in the artwork. The story is that a girl from our world, who’s uncomfortable with guys, gets sent to a parallel work where women actually dominate and men are only made slaves. Quite an interesting concept, and plenty of ass-kicking girls!
• My chemistry textbook. Hahaha.

Before I die, I want to…

• Publish a manga and get an anime done for it *lame*
• Become famous for my work

I love listening to:

• Fuhen by Rin; the shamisen sound just makes me melt into goo, and it’s enjoyable to sing too
• Coldplay, though listening to this band too much might put me in an overly-melancholic mood
• Oasis, I love most of their songs~
• Franz Ferdinand, when I’m in a more energetic mood?
• Kasey Chambers, even though it’s been years, I still like her voice. It’s so… cute. Though I’m not fond of all her songs, unfortunately, just a few.

What my friends like about me:

• Nothing, so that’s why I have no friends
• My incredibly supportive and gentle nature? *haha yes I’m lying through my teeth*
• Actually, I can’t figure out a thing except for the fact that I’m free most times so then I can be dragged anywhere without much objection
• MY FRIENDS PLEASE TELL ME <_<

Last year I’ve learned:

• Practice is the only way to get better
• Must focus more on schoolwork
• The only person you should ever compare yourself to is the you from yesterday, but at the same time, you must remember that there’s a harsh competition going on in this world and you must also strive to be of use to others
• Humans are stupid. Just a note, I’m not human, but I also happen to be stupid.

I, um, tag… Vertrauen! And also masamune11 over at kecoakuning11 along with her friends? =D (That makes it four; that should be enough, right?)

[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.

The thing is;

I hate you
But not the way I hate others for
Being so sensitive, or
Being so caring, or
Not “getting it”

I hate you for
Testing me, by always:

Having other things to do
Other places to go to, and lastly
Other people to see
You have better things to do (don’t you?)

I find those things quite endearing, but
You make me feel bad because I

Miss your snark
Your narrowed eyes
Your wonderful wit!

And your laughter
It suits you quite well, you know
How you sarcastically ‘har-har’
With that exact tone

Why do you take up my time
Even in your absence?
And you wonder why
I keep wanting to see you.

* * *

Look, you see;

I like you
But not the way I like others for
Being so sensitive, or
Being so caring, or even for
Always “getting it”

I like you for
Testing me, by always:

Calling me at one AM
Visiting me while at work, then
Inviting me; haven’t I told you?
I have better things to do (don’t you?)

Though I end up coming, see, because I

Miss your snark
Your droopy eyes
Your educated insolence¹

And your sneer
You know it fits you just right
How that crooked smile graces your face
At that exact angle

Why do you still manage to fit
In my life’s timetable?
And I wonder why
I keep wanting to see you

***

1. “Wit is educated insolence.” – Aristotle

Sorry, I’m no poet. But this is concerning my own characters’ love life (ha), and I was trying to be romantic. Mine is inexistent right now.

Anyhow. Since I’m banned from my computer for a while, I’ll be rarely online now, I guess. Just letting you know if you read to this part.

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*

Success Rate of Pick Up Lines

Would you go out with me tonight?

Male: 50%
Female: 50%

Would you come over to my apartment tonight?

Male: 69%
Female: 6% (a drastic decrease)

Would you sleep with me tonight?

Male: 75% (wow!)
Female: 0%

Ha! So then the conclusion to this research is that men certainly don’t give second thoughts about going along with an aggressive girl! On the other hands, us girls who prefer to play hard-to-get are disgusted by such forward actions! What kind of slob would ask a girl to sleep with him just when she met him?

Personally, I agree as a girl (even if my masculinity level is high, shut up). I’d have more than just second thoughts even for the first pick-up line, and I’d outright reject anyone who dares ask me to sleep with him when I don’t even know him. Yes, even if he’s attractive.

So guys, do you agree to this? If a girl asked you to sleep with her, a rather attractive one, in fact, would you accept? Well, I know that if you’re in, say, Indonesia, such things would be too hard to believe, but imagine you’re somewhere else, in college, and a girl comes up to you and… invites you. =| Do you agree with this survey result?

YOU GUYS ARE SO CHEAP =D Or maybe it’s us girls who are too snobby?