Ever feel like you've had enough?

... Yes.

I'm honestly glad I have work to get my mind off things.

It's the 30th of January. I have been working for... a month, almost.
It's been tiring but strangely, fun.
The part I like best about my job is, it's not a desk job.
I don't sit around behind a desk, under the air conditioning from 9 to 5.
I don't sit in front of the computer.
And best of all, I don't have to deal with colleagues all day.

However, I do have to deal with annoying people who don't understand words.
I'm not the type to waste time telling you what to do when I know I can do it and handle it by myself.
Unfortunately, some of the waiters that I've met are irritatingly nosy, intrusive, obstructive and stupid.
I'm sorry.
When I have to do something within a certain time, I get annoyed when stupid people get in my way. I understand that they may be trying to help and I honestly appreciate it.
But when I say I can do it myself, I mean it.

Today, I've been feeling melancholic.
Not sure why.
I'm not angry, I'm not happy, I'm not irritated.
I just feel like crap.
I want to tell someone (Ivan) how I feel but I don't even know how I feel.
Perhaps, I do.
Perhaps, I just want to deny it.
Therefore, I am unconsciously making myself forget the real reason why.

Either that or I am actually bored because it's my offday.

If that is true, then my sensei was correct in labeling me a はたらきばち (hatarakibachi - working bee)
Either way, I'm not in top condition now.

I think its about time I cut my hair. I'm bored.

Something old but remembered

When I was in Standard 1, I recall, a teacher took a few students out of the hall during assembly for making noise.
Apparently, they were to remain outside the hall and wait for further punishment once the assembly was over.
I was seated inside and stared at them the entire time (I was quite shameless, obviously).
Then I heard that teacher tell another teacher that if the punishment doesn't set them straight, she will take them to the wheel.

...

Something about that always managed to stay in my memory purely because my curious mind wanted to know what the heck she meant by 'the wheel'.
Why would a wheel be more of a threat than the punishment?
Want to know what my curious mind managed to figure out when I became a teenager?
I figured she must've meant THE WHEEL.
The Breaking wheel.
The Catherine wheel.
I have insane obsessions with different aspects of history every once in awhile (most of the time) and my obsession with medieval torture/killing devices was probably one that people knew about the most because it lasted the longest.
When I read about the wheel, and how they tie a person to a wheel and pretty much beat the shit out of them till all bones are broken and they eventually die of dehydration or whatever (or in some cases, they sped up the death with fatal blows), the memory of that teacher came back and I had an EUREKA moment.

And then I got a little horrified.
Did that teacher know what it meant by the wheel?
Or was she just quoting a line she heard and liked?
Did she know the historical context of it?

If I had known then what I know now, I would've informed her that some people were broken on the wheel for NOT TALKING.
And maybe it would've been a suitable punishment if those kids killed someone.

It's been four days of me running up and down in Bukit Jalil because of the Proton Malaysian Open... the event that I'm currently tangled up in.

Four days of irregular meals.
Four days of caterers who think they can decorate as well.
Four days of international badminton players who somehow, all stare at me strangely.
Four days of STAIRS.
Four days of walking.
Four days of craving proper food.
Four days of being all aloney on my owney.
Four days of non-stop calls and messages.
Four days of parking in a smelly loading bay.
Four days of random conversations with RELA people and TV crews.
Four days of last minute changes and decisions.
Four days of having to chase people to get things done.

All I can tell myself now is... TWO MORE DAYS!

And then I'm done. I hope I don't need to work on Monday.
My back hurts.

Now I gotta make sure I don't have any events on that day.
I should start praying really hard now.

Video Games Live is coming to Malaysia again!

I am literally beside myself with joy here~
Just in case you demanded proof.

I had such a bad day at work today and Rye-chan gives me good news and bad news.
The bad news is, my Date Masamune Nendoroid's release date has been postponed.
The good news is....

VGL IS RETURNING!
A WHOLE NIGHT OF GEEKS ENJOYING GOOD GAME MUSIC!
THE ONE NIGHT OF 2010 THAT I THOROUGHLY ENJOYED!
THE ONLY TIME I'VE EVER BEEN SO EXCITED AT THE WORDS "Oldie but a goodie"!

*runs off screaming with excitement into the night*

If you are to read the latest tag in the chatbox.. you would notice the spammer/bot/whatever said "Thank you for helping educate people"...

All I can say is, thank you for thinking my blog is educational for if anything, it isn't.

Lately, my music choices have been questionable. If the ME from three years ago were to go through my list now, she'll be shaking her head in disappointment and fearing for her future.
(Do not worry for I have not been sucked into the proverbial black hole of mainstream pop music.. it's just been very mild and nobody has complained abt noise pollution for ages)

This whole week I'll be in Bukit Jalil.
I'm doing that badminton open thing.
It's Proton something or another, I don't even know the name! All I know is I'm going to be there -.-

The thunder must have a tracking device on my computer...

... for it ALWAYS thunders when I'm on it.

Next week is gonna be Hell on Earth.
I have, what can only be referred to as 'One Long Ass Event'.
And it sort of overlaps with another event on the 21st.
Good luck ME.
That means I have to go to the dungeon tomorrow (Saturday).
*sigh*

On a geekier note...

I always knew that real otaku are insane (and possibly living in a vivid make-believe world).
But I guess, I just never really gave it much thought until Ryebread (Loafie) linked me to a page that reported news about them.
Sad to say, two of the articles I read was about MALAYSIAN otaku.
Seriously, it was quite surprising to see my own country's otaku painted in such an insane light.
Stalking a seiyuu and stealing a seiyuu's bottle (just for the thrill of an 'indirect kiss') is just crazy crazy crazy.
(Not to mention, the Indonesian people were of, as usual, insulting the whole of Malaysia in the comments.. not sure why they hate so much but, I honestly couldn't care less)

There IS a reason why I've never seriously called myself or anybody an otaku.
Because it IS still considered an insulting term and I honestly do not think it is something that I can be proud of.
In jest, yes, I have referred to myself as that but... seriously, the things I do does not qualify me to be one.

Then I told Loafie that if it was Hayami Sho, Midorikawa Hikaru or Morikawa Toshiyuki... I MIGHT want to stalk them.
But she pointed out that I have said they were not too gentle on the eyes.
So I said, "I'll say 'Hello' and while they reply my greeting, I'll close my eyes and imagine their anime characters"
I think it's a good plan. My Mum tutted at me when I told her my plan.
I don't think she understands.

So work has started... *nod nod*... and it's honestly not as exciting as some parties make it out to be. My parents were all excited for me on the 'first day'.. and they were saying 'Have a good time' and 'Enjoy yourself' and I had 'Meh' going through my mind.
Maybe it's because I ended up working full-time for people I used to part-time with so I pretty much knew all of them.
Today's event was in Zouk.
COLD AS HECK.
Also, it stank worse than a toilet.
I kid you not.
One side smelled dank, damp and sweaty while the other side, the side I where I was hiding, smelled like a party of drunk kids threw up together.
Again, I kid you not.
Also, I was alone there. For the first time.
It was a pretty small event so, I guess that's why they figured I'd be okay on my own.
However, it was so cold. Thank GOD for extra tablecloths because I used those as my blanket.
I hid under it and played Harvest Moon. Then I fell asleep.

I was working.

Honestly.

Then I packed up and braved the BLOODY jam home.

Jalan Ampang is honestly CRAP at all hours of the damn day.
I was so afraid my radiator will overheat AGAIN and leave me stranded AGAIN.
(My car's radiator is not in the best working condition and I have to check its water level before leaving the house everyday)

Ryebread's post on her blog triggered me to write this... HAHA
My first encounter with BL...

If I think about it too hard my brain might crack under the pressure because I honestly cannot be sure about it.

BUT, if my memory serves me right, it was a Gundam Wing doujinshi.
HeeroXDuo, I remember.
Before you start vomitting sand and run screaming to the mountains, hear me out.
I only downloaded it because the drawing looked amazing.
After I started reading it, I said, "Okay... Interesting" (Interesting because I never thought that Heero might have a thing for Duo's hair :S)
At the end, I think it's safe to say I became quite hooked.
Then came Yami no Matsuei.
May the Lord forever shine down on AXN for running it.
From the get-go, I was rooting for MurakiXTsuzuki.
And this is before I even understood what the bloody 'X' meant.
Gravitation came after that and then came all the manga.
I cannot remember which one was first but I do remember these few titles as being the first ones that I was really hooked on.

Dear Myself, Bukiyou na Silent, Love Mode, Only the Ring Finger Knows, Boys Next Door, Keijijyou na Bokura, Loveholic, Hybrid Child, Cut, Bondz and OF COURSE Zetsuai1989/Bronze.

These are, to this day, still my favourites.
Particularly Zetsuai 1989 and Bronze (Zetsuai is the prequel to Bronze).

It's so weird to see these titles now and know that they are SO MILD compared to alot that I've encountered.

LOL.
Good thing or bad thing, I shall not decide in fear that it'll affect my ONE and ONLY source of entertainment.

Ryebread and I also had a very serious conversation.
The question posed at the beginning was "Why do girls like yaoi?"
It went on to "Probably the same reason why boys like yuri.... but why do boys like yuri?"
I told her that I always use something Minami Ozaki (author of Zetsuai1989/Bronze) said about it.. It is something along the lines of "I like men so I like to see two men together"
I swear I read it in an interview she did.

For whatever reason.. it rocks. End of story.

It's so weird that one sex-less doujinshi has led to Togainu no Chi and Viewfinder. WTF!

When these two arrived in my mail, I jokingly said "Now, I just need to get Chousokabe Motochika"
Then... I started to seriously want Chousokabe Motochika but held back because, he didn't have his rival.

Today, I went online and found this...
Mori Motonari AND Chousokabe Motochika.
The rivals.
.... and it was going for 999yen on AmiAmi.

The little green men in my brain started sending signals...
"Now you NEED both", they said.

Guess who's waiting for another two Revoltech's?