The 'just-becoz-i-gta-blog' blog...

My seminar Professor hates me. he's given up on me. he barely laid eyes on my 26 page of hard work...I showed him my questionnaire for approval..didn't look at that either. I said I'm planning on doing 50 ..but is he satisfied with that? noooooo..he want a bloody 100 respondents questionnaire...in japanese....for the locals in Beppu! @#$*! He couldn't have thought of a more sinister way to ruin my life.

Thesis progress went down the drain today...first of all, I'd left all my notes back at home. So i'm sitting in the library thinking..hmmmm. Then eventually end up having a looooong group discussion on the various theories about LOST-season 2 finale and the dharma initiative bull ! was interesting..but...aaah...the nagging guilt inside. nag-gg-ging!! "thesis. deadlne. thesis. deadline....."!

Later at night we made two large bowls of real good sangria fruit punch and headed for stephen's birthday surprise. the party started out ...reaal slow but caught up a bit with Monica's plot guessing game and i even won the first round and surprised myself. Got a shy kiss from the birthday boy for it.* don't worry..nothing exciting..just a quick peck on the cheek* :).That was his punishment for being the birthday boy haha. lucky for him some guy didnt win. actually that would have been funner. So there was cake, drinks and a horny cat with a pink collar called topsy. left pretty early coz we ran out of sangria...the only alcohol source in that party. It's barely 1 am..and i'm hitting the sack. started off early today..so am totally drained by now.
Got work tomorrow at night then later to another party . miyuki's birthday on the 1st so we giving her surprise bash at the karaoke. well...I think it is a surprise...anyway..
Karaoke wa mou...akitaa!!no more for a while after tomorrow night.

Okinawa plans gaining momentum...yay!! beach . sun. my very own blue sky holiday!! it better not rain on me!

-Later days.

lol

Came across this picture out of the blue! Am posting it in context of my previous post.

Watched 20.21.23 of season 2, Lost tonight @ Rita's. With chilli doritos, prawn wafers,yummy lithuanian sausages and friends...it was a great watch. I truly heart Sawyer.
Sawyer(after screwing ana lucia): " What? you don't want my number?"
...they are LOST in an island!!! get it?!:) A whole lot of other one liners from this confidence man. Gotta love him. Showed a bit of his soft side as well when-------------dies! Yes..I am that considerate...no spoilers here!
Now waiting for the 2 hour long season finale....and hoping micheal dies. He is a bad bad man apart from the fact that he's I-wanna-rip-my-hair-out annoying!

Thesis status:

10 pages out of 70..!! 60 pages..25 days. I better gear up or i'll be up shit creek ...without a paddle.

22 days and counting down...

Now I must admit I'd never been anywhere close to interested in football. Although I did sit through the World cup 2002 finals- Brazil and Germany. And I watched a few videos of the 'best moments in football' waiting for a match to commense at 3am during the UEFA league championships in Portugal..but by then I'd fallen asleep! So yes..football meant THAT much to me. Until now. With 22 days left for the FIFA World Cup in Germany, I've been doing my homework. Checking out team profiles et al. Much left to be done before I can place a bet, if at all...but for now I'm rooting for Theo Walcott(arsenal)32, striker on england's team. england's not won a big one since.....a loong time ago 1966 world cup. But hopes are high this time around and my eyes are on Walcott, who just barely turned 17 in march this year!awwwwww..even Mr. No. 7..Uncle Beckham is happy with the 'young' one's...first rooney, now walcott.


As for Micheal Owen, he just looks yummy now don't he?!

hallelujah-RhaPSody in C major

I was sitting at joyfull tonight when they played a tune of a hymn we used to sing in school. 'Make me a channel of your peace', beautiful lyrics. Brought back a flood of memories from what seems like long ago. Our dreaded, looong morning assemblies with bible reading and countless hymns praising the Lord! That nun..Sr. Jane I think, with her stubbed, nail less toe! ewww..and how us girls used to giggle at the slighest hint of anything being possibly far away from funny a.k.a at anything and everything to while away time at that assembly. The pointless thought for the day quotes like "as the chinese proverb says, what goes up must come down!" -like fucking hell it has to come down bitch.whr the hell will it disappear?? up ur fat ass maybe. thanks for that. it was QUITE a thought for MY day. will think about it all fucking day long!-

Insert: "I will not indulge in blasphamy! Forgive me father for I have sinned!"

Anyway, talking of some good songs...thought of another beautiful one we had learned back in school. About 12 of us had done a choreograped dance on it!! Yes ,we danced to the beats (or lack there of) of a hymn!! That day in summer...was quite something actually! We drew the curtains in the auditorium and made it dark before the assembly started and about 2000 girls came marching in...hurriedly enjoying their last few moments of bliss on chewing gum before spitting it out, unfolding skirts to proper length and tieing up hair into that neat crappy school hairdo. The teachers had no clue what was happening but we said it was for our "thought for the day". There was a never before excited humm in that audi(except for when the finnish spiritual rock band performed) and then.... we entered the stage. With candles...dressed in all black, dark denim and t- shirts...with a few ugly variations here n there. Like a girl who had a black tee which read in bold red "NO FEAR". Never mind that...the point was to do our carefully choreographed slow dance with candles and sit and form a cross in the end, so that what was seen were just flames shaping the holy cross. I almost burnt the hair of a girl in front of me!! But we were applauded! We were cheered for. We were the little ratpack of saintly heroes that saved the day.Well... atleast the morning assembly. AND we had a message of hope to impart while at it. In short, we kicked ass/pussy in the convent! aah good old days.
Heres the song below: If u take time to read it..its got good lyrics. * have inserted our choreography as well. Note: Safe to perform at home*

Verse 1-There is a candle in every soul ( enter and slow walk with candle in hand)
Some brightly burning, some dark and cold ( hide flame here with free hand)
There is a Spirit who brings fire ( make spirit fingers)
Ignites a candle and makes His home (hold out candle in front)

Chorus-Carry your candle, run to the darkness (lift candle in air with both hands)
Seek out the hopeless, confused and torn ( move free hand in one sweeping motion downward, palm up, subtly pointing at the Nuns)
Hold out your candle for all to see it ( hold candle with both hands again)
Take your candle, and go light your way

Verse 2-Frustrated brother, see how he's tried to (enter: a girl dresed as a thug)
Light his own candle some other way (shake head as if in deep sorrow and pity, keep a straight face while trying to supress bouts of giggles)
See now your sister, she's been robbed and lied to (enter: a girl looking sad but actually happy to be baring some skin with ripped clothes)
Still holds a candle without a flame

Chrous

V3-We are a family whose hearts are blazing ( troupe comes together while preparing for the final cross scene)
So let's raise our candles and light up the sky ( forget the sky..this is where I almost burnt a girl's hair!)
Praying to our Father, in the name of Jesus
Make us a beacon in darkest times

Repeat Chorus till fade. (form the cross finale, enjoy the silence bfo the applaud, then enjoy the applaud, exit stage. BLOW OUT CANDLE)

cbcbcbcbcbcbcbcbcbcbcb

5 am..just got back from the super, cool bananas!! I'm obviously not drunk shitfaced coz I can frame this damn sentence without a typo. Was fun though..same old same old..but fun. danced like as if I would be rendered handicapped tomorrow!Legs, hands, muscles, veins, blood pumping..heart...beating....mind ...........loosing fast. got ..to.. get ...some.. sleep.. now.

a burger, a punk, a balls-grabbin'-old-perv, a gun and me

I was coming back to beppu..stopover nagoya...at the eki , a young punk. Walked around all smug but if you looked in his eyes you cud tell he's shitless scard and not too sure about how the next few minutes of his life is gna unfold. I was near a garbage can, eating a burger..not OUT of the garbage !eww...I was just hanging ard it for easy access to disposal of burger wrap!!So i'm eating..just doing my thing when this punk comes and sticks a gun on me and says he wants my bag. You'd think these things almost never happen in a country like Japan. I have a mouthful of burger. I paused my chewing.I was obviously dumbstruck but not scard. I wud've given the fellow my bag. He looked like this was his first time mugging someone. What followed was something rather peculiar..funny. A salary man walks past us and grabs the punk kid's balls and walks past as if he did this every day, normally. He doesn't even look back. Meanwhile, the kid has a look of death on his face...embarrassed to death! Eyes wide, jaw hanging ...
I knew there was my guardian angel in that salarayman, I took my chance. I took the gun from the kid's hand and told him, " kakoii na, kore wa..honto ni anata no?". And, he ran. He ran as if the devil was out to get him..out to grab his balls again perhaps?! I looked around,I could've dumped the thing into the garbage but instead, for a reason I cannot fathom even as i write this, I discreetly put the gun in my bag and walked on. I reached beppu, saw there were three bullets in that gorgeous thing. I smashed a few bottles in the park with it..missing one ..hitting two!!! Damn ! I was good at it. But then we all tend me make heroes of ourselves in dreams. In real life, I wonder how I wouldve handled the situation. But one things for sure, I would've sure loved to have that gun to myself anyways. y'know..just incase...bwahahaha.

The Shawshank Redemption.....hope sets you free!!

Another one of master story teller Stephen King's classics. The Green Mile was a good read and the movie was ok. This one about prison again, was one of those heard-alot-about-but-never-got-a-chance-to-watch movies.Until now. I just watched it and well...it was truly a piece of work. Worth those 3 hours of my life. It had been a while.

Andy(Tim robbins) , although innocent, is charged with two counts of murder of his wife and her lover . A sentence is carried out that he should serve life in prison. Once the prison gates swing shut on him, thats when the real movie starts. Entre: Inmate Red (morgan freeman), "the guy who can get anything from cigarrettes to shoe laces" for inmates, ofcourse charging 20%. Serving 20 years already, he knows everything within the prison walls too well. Or does he? He looses the bet he makes on Andy when he arrives at Shawshank prison.That the new guy Andy will be the first among others to break down and cry on his first night in the cell. Andy proves him wrong, costing Red 2 packs of lucky strike cigarettes !! *just precious*...the rest of the movie continues over a span of 20-30 years in prison, with dubious sub plots to keep one engaged. A movie about corruption,survival, lasting friendships and about making a choice: get busy living or get busy dying! But mainly the theme is centered around Hope and hope ....gets me. It's beautiful. Just makes me go a big mushy one! Excellent performance by actors...Perfect fin...perfect movie. :) yokatta. Not many good movies out there that leave you with an afterthought....
A chapter of 'Omerta' now and I'm calling it a night!

wedding bells, one too many...??

This is huge! I've just been asked to do the honour of being a bride's maid for my friend's wedding next fall! As it might be expected , I screamed.Then she screamed. Louder. We both screamed. I'm so excited and happy for her, she's found a good bloke for herself. And here I am still stuck on crushes....gosh I need to just grow up or something. There's a saying," always the bridesmaid, never the bride!" A rather scary saying..that one. Well never mind me*sigh*...it's her time now. We gonna celebrate!

This just in: Another girlfriend just got engaged to her year long boyfriendo and is now officially flashing a gold platinuim band...godamn ...I wanna get married toooooooooo0. Ok, maybe I went a bit overboard with the number of o's in too. but hell...i'd do it again...I wanna get married tooooooo!!:)

So, right here! Whats the deal-io, yo?

Is it a phase? Is it a feeling? nooo! It's (my silly-red-sheet-underwear-inside-out)Superman! and yea he's fashionably late and I'm waiting. Meanwhile, , , I will crush and flirt. crash and burn. trash and live on ...all this while simultaneously looking up to the night skies...wishing upon ... Krypton!Although the last I heard, the place was falling apart. AND Marlon Brando is really dead!

It's just a little crush...

my latest crush update:

name: Urushima
workplace: kuta ramen, chef
timings: 9pm -1:30am
best buds: mr. stupppid pervert and mr. cute-happy-smile. together they be the three stooges.
School: Beppu daikgaku
year: 2nd year
sport: baseball( beppu dai baseball team)
Eyes: dark
smile: killer. RARE!
class: Jock, sporty.
boy or Man? : seems to be getting there.
personality: quiet, smooth, kakkoi.
voice: deep
Attraction factor: ...,..., looks best when in concentration at work(which for him is cooking.)
Attraction level: red alert/High/normal/none/attraction?/whatever.
my flirt attempts: 2
his flirt attempts: 1.5
credit stars(out of 5): 3.5
hot factor(out of 5 chillies): 4 chillies
X factor(out of 5): 4
Crush or Trash?: Crush!

In memorium..phasing in.

Dear You,

With every beat ...with every breath ..I find myself running out of time. Don't have time to soak in all this glorious sun that bathes our bodies and our souls. Soon those dark clouds looming over there in that beckoning horizon will make its melodramatic entry into a picture perfect scene. Soon we'll be torn apart amidst an outburst of heavy rain. This rain..it will taste, not of sweet, pure heavenly showers, but of salt! Salt from the deep ocean of our hearts. Broken. Salt into the deepest cut.

What will be the last word I'd want to say to you before we part? I frame it in my head. I wonder. I don't want to say 'i'll miss you' for that I forever will. It's better left unspoken and for u to understand.I don't want to say 'take cake'...coz hell yea I want you to take good care. I don't want to say 'keep in touch' coz (apart from being lame) we will no matter what. I probably will just say two simple words.....'thank you'. For all the times we shared...all the life we lived...all the sighs we sighed together...all the nights we laughed and cried and all the days we spent.They will remain beautiful memories...vivid for a while. Inevitably, as Time moves on so stealthly...the memories will tend to blur ....but it will forever remain just like that. Like a beautiful dream- blurred at the edges. Those that make you softly smile in the morning upon vaguely remembering it. They will never fade. This is sumthing even a thief of the high Sahara can't steal from me on his night's work.
So thank you for these!! My life has a burst of colour because of it. And long after we're gone....our presence resonates in the stones, the trees..the roads we walked on...in everything. If you or I come back , years later and listen..we will surely hear our laughter on that short, sweet summer day.

Signed,
Yours Truly,
Senti n totally mental.
:)

being cyrus

afterthoughts? the king and the pawn *does* eventually go back to the same box. was different for an indie scene but nothing groundbreaking otherwise. kept me clueless till about the near end. seemingly effortless potryal of the dark and twisted. If only it wasn't for the uncoordinated audio/visual. Cyrus *saif ali khan* screamed, "Shit!!" and the lip followed one whole minute later. technical hitches be damned. Dimple Kapadia was her 'bees saal baad' self. Scary woman that one. Naseruddin Shah..m'ashaallah! he's always good. Simone singh did quite well too...in the bit where she played a bitch. hmmm...no spoilers here for those who haven't watched yet.

new thread

ek gilasi, do gilasi, teen gilasi, char....!! raise em high up... its time for a toast!
here's to new beginnings. a new blog. the rest is unwritten. the best is unwritten. :)