Blood: Completed.
I haven't actually finished the last 3 episodes lah. Wait. Good things must wait one. I'm going to finish up the last 3 episodes first before finishing up the blogging. I want to capture my feelings towards that anime just immediately after finishing it.
Let me predict the nature of my hypothetical words: that I'm rather much in love with the anime and that it's a regret that the show isn't any longer than 50 episodes.
And right now I'm off to finish the anime.
OK I just finished it. OK, like I predicted, I felt a slight tinge of regret at the end of this rather short anime. 50 episodes only leh! But the ending was still..acceptable. It wasn't far from logic. Or at least it wasn't far from the logic of that anime. I shan't spoiler you people, because that'd just turn you off from the anime. It's dang nice, really.
One thing though: the artwork sucks. But ignore the graphics, they don't matter. Look at Runescape. The graphics suck. I still play.
If there's one thing that I regret the most for the characters, it's the Chevaliers. I think that they are dang poor things. Or at least for Diva's side. Never mind, I'm talking Blood, you people don't understand so I'd just shut up. By the way the word chevalier really exists, just that I've yet to know who to be a chevalier for.
Oh and one more thing, Haji is like some freaking noob lah. He keeps getting owned throughout the anime by other Chevaliers, he can go die already.
But the songs used are all nice. I like. OK that was a random piece of information.
Never mind. Anyway, my mother and sister flew to Vietnam. I'm jealous, really. No, I don't like travelling. But I don't like school even more, and so given a choice, I'd rather go attend the wedding than stay and get raped in school by the teachers. Oh but I do want to see whether we'd get our air-cons not.
And the fact that I've yet to touch any homework is depressing me. Seriously, I've never felt this bad before, it's almost as if this one week holiday just passed without my knowledge, because I lived in the world of Bloodâ€
Urgh. Never mind. I shall just go watch porn to alleviate the guilt I have.
They'd be gone for 5d4n I think, leaving me with precious time with the computer. Ohh...goodness knows what I can during these days..
Oh and I went some weird place to do weird stuff with John Ang and Kaishank. I...decline to comment because it's really dang weird for me to do such stuff seeing as I don't step out of my house often. Seriously, I think I'd coop myself at home for the June holidays, not to study but to play the computer. I like my house, and I hate going out. Somehow I'm not normal in this aspect. Others don't like staying at home.
My mother just called. She told me to sleep earlier. How can I, when this is such a beautiful time for me to reflect on my own manliness?
OK that was random. Anyway I went to the airport just now and heard a rather interesting story from my godgrandmother. Here's the explanation for the slow: mother's god mother, so my god grandmother. Anyway, after sending them off I went to hunt for the Changi MRT as I had to get to Orchard. And the hunt led me from T2 to T3 to T1 to T2. Fuck, really. It's a bloody waste of time, and wasting of time is equivalent to suicide, and I really felt like committing suicide there and then. Just joking, I treasure my life too much.
On the MRT, I heard a lot of weird languages. Maybe it's just me, but I...don't really like these foreigners for a reason simple enough: They are talking alien. Why? Because since I am 'ALL MAN', if I can't understand a certain language, ALL MEN can't understand either, and therefore the conclusion that they are aliens can be made.
And we went into the house of condoms, just for fun. There was a poster outside, saying that no one under 18 is allowed. Do I look 18?
Oh and I carried John, a bloody deadweight, for like around 400metres? I can't remember, but it was around Taka to Orchard MRT. Somewhere there. Couldn't move properly for awhile after the ordeal. He's like taller than me. Lucky he's a bag of bones. OK bones are heavy, but he doesn't have meat to accompany so I guess I'm lucky. Once again, I'm trying to show off my mediocre strength: I know of people who can carry around a 60KG flesh bag, which moans in an orgasmic tone whenever you move, as if it's riding you. Just joking, I've yet to know of anyone who'd really dare to do that.
And I'm feeling lethargic almost all the time. I guess I'm really a computer addict now; I'm fucked. I can't seem to get alert at all despite my 10hours of sleep everyday. If I'm Saya, I think I'm approaching my long sleep. The only time I get really alert is when I take my cold shower. It's really exciting, cold showers. I don't know why but they turn me on a lot. OK I don't get erections from it, but I just like the iFea of it. Besides, I'm getting fat, and it says a lot when I get fat. Actually the 2 matters stated above have no link, but I'm just being random; bear with me. Anyway, getting fat bathically it translates into my metabolism rate decreasing, I'm no longer a growing boy, I've matured and should start putting in more effort in studying, should take responsibility for my own actions, blah blah. Sounds tough, really.
I haven't stop growing yet. Don't read the above.
Why do I even care whether I get fat or not? Aye, fuck it, I'd just go back to makan-ing all the junk food available in the absence of estrogen(my mum and sis).
Shit. School reopens tomorrow. Shit. I don't want to die young. I don't want to die a virgin.
Realized something. I think my points of posts are more and more condensed, I don't bother elaborating on a lot of things. I feel as if I'm just patronizing myself, as if this is just homework for me to mark, and that homework can be done in point form. Which reminds me, maybe I'd just write in point form for my English comprehensions from now on. I hope Mrs Yap doesn't mind. Even if she does she'd just scream at me and I think I'd change.
I think.
One more thing: I was posed with this question yesterday. I hardly get dumbfounded. But this question got me tongue-tied, and fingers crossed. OK I wasn't praying, but...never mind. Anyway, what's the most beautiful thing you've ever seen? I got sort of shocked. I didn't know how to reply. There's nothing on Earth that I can't live without. I mean...I don't know lah. I do want to have something in life that I can't live without, but I've yet to find anything like that. I guess I'm simply trying to figure out what I can't live without, and of course I can't live without food, water, oxygen, blah blah. But not pure oxygen, since the stimulus for breathing is carbon dioxide and that breathing pure oxygen would cause your death in a while. Never mind. That was random, but you got the point I hope.
Is there anything beautiful in this world? Family love? Friendship ties? I guess. I don't know lah. But I think the answer for that question is subjective. Gah. Never mind.
I really think that I spammed 'Never mind' a lot in this post. Gah. Never-
-- 3/16/2008 09:20:00 PM
