Just had speaking and listening exam today. It was big badness and me feeling head hurt. No can make words proper. Want not Japanese brain or mouth word make no more! Can't make England language as well. Badness feeling in human food place. Tuesday next time Japan words make test! Don't want. Don't want nasty big learning place no more! Listen to Simple Plan and make head pictures not appear! (Sweet Pop-Punk! I wish I was an obnoxious 15 year old again!)

"...tryin' to forget that... I'm addicted to you...         want it and I need it...

addicted to you....                and I never, and I'll never...

...wanna do this again~!                                      

 ...Heartbreaker~!!!

I'm addicted to you....                                               

  ...Heartbreaker~!!!                             

I'm...               a....              dicc....                  'ted....

to...                                     you...                           

HEARTBREAKEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEERRRRRRRRRRRRRRRRR!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!"

Fire bad, tree pretty!        David + Japanese = SuXXorzorXXrorzzzz!

Been a while! That's probably the longest I've ever gone without updating and, sure enough, I still beat Deirdre to it! It's been a gruelling month of toil, hardships, reading, typing and sitting in the dark gently rocking (I wish I were kidding!) but at last I've finished my dissertation! 10,990 bloody words! The nightmare isn't over yet... there's still an essay due Monday and exams on the 16th and 22nd standing between me and graduation but at least the burden just got a lot lighter! As for JET... I reckon most of youz know now that I've been made an "alternate," like Matt and Dani were. I really don't wanna get my hopes up but.... naaaah. I'll just leave it at "I don't wanna get my hopes up!"

Other stuff. Something pretty cool! I got presented with a "Club Rose" by the Fencing Club. Basically it's like being made MVP... or at least that's what I told myself until I found out that all off us who have been with the club for more than 2 years and are in our final year get one, being myself, Steve and Sabre Dave. I was totally gonna not mention all that and just go with the "MVP" thing (and had Balex sworn to secrecy) but I figured, "what the hell!" Here I am with my certificate and complimentary tie! I know it's pretty dark but in the picture Balex took with the flash on I look, well, stupid. Er. Stupider.

 

On other cool developments Balex bought himself a shiny new computer and video camera on receiving our last loan installment and, keen to utilise the film making potential of both, forced.... *ahem* "asked" Kate and I to make a film. The results were indeed pretty cool, in spite of Balex insisting on putting 2 really rough pics of me in it... . There's a link on Balex's Xanga to the finished product, entitled "Futility!" Still, may as well provide one myself! Here be the link:

http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=qQDElkcXdow

You should also find here in Balex's youtube account a handful of epic duels between our Soul Calibur 3: Order of I House custom characters. Matt defeating me in a duel over a lava river (grrrr, but heh!), Mike and Jen in a Coastal face-off, Holly and Kate in a diminutive but deadly sword and shields confrontation and Sarven brutally dispatching Mel (sorry Mel, but no-one beats Sarv!) list among the battle line up. It should all be there... but here's a short fight of me beating Matt in a lava duel (the clearly more realistic outcome!) Enjoy!

'Kay! That about wraps things up! I'll be sure to update with my characteristic frequency now most of my work is behind me. I can tell how much you've suffered without me... At least the search engines seem to be heart-broken! Seriously though, what is the deal with those search engines...!!? I get, like, 32 footprints 1 day and 28 are Google or Yahoo.com!!! I know I can block 'em by enabling Xanga Lock but I don't really like the idea of making my Xanga restricted access. I'm a liberal Xanga Emperor! OK, whatever.

Til next time. Love. Peace... and "May the 4th be with you!" (Had to be done..! )

Xanga seems pretty dead these days. I checked my footprints a minute ago and I got, like, more than half of them from those frickin' search engines, ya know? Anyway, in light of said deadness and the fact I have a tonne of work to do I'm taking a break for a while. Still planning to check up and stuff, but no updates for a while... which means I'll still be updating twice as often as Dierdre! (Zing!!!) We finished for Easter Break last week, which rather than giving me an actual break frees me from the responsibility of class and allows me to get on with my dissertation, revision and other projects. It all looms closer and closer and yet still seems like such a gi-nourmous mountain to climb! Anyhoos, I have some congratulations to dole out. Firstly, congrats to Calex! Good job on securing a place with JET! The UK seems to prefer to drag it out, in contrast to the US and Canada, so I'm still waiting on my results... I wish I could say with confidence "I'll see you in August!" but, well..., I can't. I'm not just making a deliberate reference to Star Wars when I say... "I've got a bad feeling about this...!"

The title of this post isn't that relevant. I've just had the song in my head for a while. The one solid reason I can find for it is I just became officially homeless! My Mum has just found a new job in her hometown of Kettering and will be selling the house and moving back there ASAP. My brother will be moving into his new house someday soon, leaving me... nowhere, really. Suddenly the need to get back to Japan, hopefully with JET, became far more urgent! 1 and a half months, a 10,000 word dissertation, 2 essays (at 3000 words each) and 2 Japanese exams stand between me and that goal right now, hence the keigo and goi practice sat on my lap. I'm all angst ridden about everything, as usual, only its not due so much to introspection at the moment as.... ermm... "extrospection?" (Is that even a word....?)

My life is about to come to another crossroads, I guess that's why I'm in this mood and I guess "feeling alone" is something that I think about a lot. It is kinda the source of my more deep-seated and realistic fears. Lava, I'm just scared to death of and clowns creep me out... but being alone...? It's difficult to define. Do we ever really stop being alone? Is there always a gap between human beings, no matter how close we get? Can we ever really rely on someone(s) to be there for us? As a kid I spent loadsa time alone and always thought it was no problem to me. I even enjoyed it. I often imagined myself, as I got older, living alone. My own space, totally suited to me, doing things my way. Then, not long after hitting 20, I suddenly felt something scary... what it would be like to lose someone. To lose them literally or figuratively... to lose the relationship, the special and unique connection between you. I can't describe just how much that thought scared me. As a result, I've become kinda clingy. I House. NUFS. You knew I had to go there with all this, right?! Giving me a house full of the closest of friends and somehow tricking me into thinking that 10 months would last forever... its like giving me my one true wish! Except the tricking me part. Leaving, that was not much fun... I guess I wonder how things will pan out. I'll slam the breaks on now and try not to drive headlong into another over-introspective emo lamppost. Argh! Too late.

It was Rob's birthday this past week, so Happy 26th Birthday to you, Rob. Thanks for being nearly my age!

We finish for our Easter Break today. Not much of a break, though. Contrary to the somewhat moody subject matter of much of this post, I'm feeling ok at present. Anxious about exams and getting my work done, scared about the future, but ok! Much needed evenings with Kate and Balex doin' the film and video game thing break up the pressure. I especially thank Star Wars! It always seems to pick me up. Kate, Balex and I started watching them again. Actually, we watched Episode 5 then Episode 3 (they happen to be my favourite 2) and I was all "lets watch em all again!" Star Wars! What would I do without you?

It's oveeeeeeeeerrrr! (A ship. A cup. A ship. A speeder.)

Rant! Yep, I'm doing a rant update! I've kinda had this thought running around in my head for a while now and recently felt moved to take action, but first I'll fill you in on the basic details of my life. It snowed today, which was unexpected but cool! I got 3 big pieces of work outta the way this past week so am actually feeling a lot more relaxed. More than I have in some time! Miles to go before we sleep, but at least I can start to see a way through this all. It's allowed Balex, Kate and I to take some time off and we've rediscovered the awesomeness that is Soul Calibur 3! Probably the best (and my favourite) 3D beat 'em up and one that happens to include a sweet character creation mode! We've been putting together some damn cool characters for ourselves! We're hoping to get some videos and/or screenshots of said video game avatars onto our Xangas at some point! They are cool! Really, f'n COOL!

Anyway, rant time! EMO! Yeah, emo! Most of you who know me know I kinda associate myself/get associated with this particular sub-culture. I do, however, wish to clear a few things up. Not so long ago some prime cut of dork-chops left a comment saying "you're 26 and still emo? Grow the f*ck up!" In addition to this I've been part of this emo blogring for a month or so now and have seen a lot of "emo" blogs as a result! I saw one which became the catalyst for this update... it was some piece of generic poetry about how "everyday she feels like dying, no-one knows my pain.. blah, blah" and someone left a comment saying how "deep" they thought it was....! This has become the emo stereotype and is no doubt what the Marquis de Douche-Bag thought I'd be on seeing my Xanga! Everyday I hear people talking about "Emos", being any kid dressed mostly in black with a silly haircut, tight jeans and a look of feigned angst on their faces! Before I left for Japan, emo was this esoteric sub-genre of punk-rock which incorporated elements of that image but also spanned many broad and varying styles of music and look. Suddenly, I return and its this ridiculous "scene", a kinda pseudo-goth-punk fad! I guess it's inevitable when a certain degree of popularity is achieved by a given sub-culture but it bugs me. It bugs me that people see themselves and others as "emo" based on what they dress like! It also bugs me that it's so far removed from what emo is, was or should be. I'll try to explain my position;

Emo, to me, is 2 things. 1 is music. Many varying styles of music that generally share certain things in common. A musical basis in punk rock and/or hardcore with a philosophy of conveying raw, open emotion, earnestly and from the heart! The other is a type of person. A person who is emotional (duh!) By that I mean someone who is genuinely, intensely emotionally affected by things, sometimes unwillingly. A sensitive (perhaps overly so) individual who may have trouble dealing with such feelings, may have depressive tendencies as a result of this, are generally artistically expressive, highly introspective and are likely to be drawn to the aforementioned genre of music. They will probably be thought of as "deep", "space-cadets", "weirdos" etc. depending on who you ask. I've long associated myself/been associated with these definitions and, as a result, accept happily the mantle of "emo" and because I happen to like most of the music that falls under that term too. What I object to is "Scene-Emo" which, to my chagrin, has become the accepted media standard for the term. Doesn't it seem ironic, even a contradiction in terms, that something that is supposed to be characterised by depth of emotion and feeling has become attached to something as shallow as how you dress? Isn't it also pretty silly that, as with most sub-cultures, they fall prey to this nazi-elitism where if you don't conform to a set standard, you aren't "it!" Doesn't that defeat the object of it being a personal and counter-conformist act of self expression? This kinda crap has happened throughout youth culture and its pretty damn stoopid!
Emo is not self-pitying whining and attention-seeking. It's not writing stupid, melodramatic crap about wishing you were dead. Such feelings are real and serious, not trivial fashion statements. Emo is not how a person looks and dresses, it is who a person is. I may choose to dress a certain way, which may or may not fit any given emo-look, but that is my choice. If I like the look, I'll dress that way. If not, I don't. I will listen to the music I like and be the person I am and if that's emo, fine! I will conform to notions if that's who I am and what I wanna do anyway and won't if I don't. Same goes for my Xanga. It looks like it does cos I like it and partly cos I have fun playing at being an emo poster boy sometimes. There's an element of irony in there. All in all, its ridiculous to perceive emo as something superficial when its supposed to be about feeling, not appearance. I'm not saying that everyone who fits the scene image (which I may do occasionally, I admit) is a scene-kid, what I'm saying is a scene-kid is not emo by look. He/she is emo because of who they are and if they choose to associate with the term, cool. If not, cool! What it is not is some scene-kid who dresses the part and listens to the right bands but has the emotional depth of an episode of "Laguna Beach!"

OK! I've ranted long and hard and that should be enough. I just had to get it off my chest. I do associate myself pretty strongly with "emo", in its pre-scene incarnation and will continue to do so. I plan to be me for a while yet, and no scene is gonna change that!

Peace Out! "I just wanna bring you down so badly, well I trip over everything you say..."

Holy crap! It's my birthday! This is not good....!

OK, so I'm gonna take this post a little differently... I'm gonna regularly add to it throughout this dark day, kinda like 24 but with me instead of Keifer Sutherland and class assignments instead of international terrorism! So here goes...

00:01

It just became my birthday. I'm not 27 yet, though...! I was born/created/discovered/summoned in a column of hellfire at 6:40 pm and I'm not admitting to being 27 until that exact time! Write now I'm multi-tasking, which is not something I do often, or well. I'm writing my presentation for Tuesday (on the teaching of English in Japan.) It's all in Japanese and hard-going! I've got Cass on g-chat and it would appear she has forgotten the significance of this day, which is OK by me. I'm not gonna say anything... Still, I muchly appreciate Mike, Mel and Ben sending me birthday greetings via Facebook earlier! Thanks guys! Cass has gone quiet... musta left the computer for a bit....!
I'm gonna open the cards I've received... Bare with me.... OK, first we have my Grandma! Very Gran-style card. It's got, like, a country landscape painting-type scene. Thanks Gran! OK, next is... my Mum! "Don't work too hard today", she says! Wish I could actually listen to you for once, Mumsie! next one looks like my bro's handwriting and.... *Arrgh! Cass did remember! She just made me a birthday update on her Xanga! Thanks Cass!  Anyway, my bro's card.... Holy crap! He got me a TMNT Donatello card! The exact same card I sent to Matt on his birthday! There's just something incredibly right about that! He also sent me £20, which I totally need! Thanks, "little" brother! And finally, this must be from my Dad. It will no doubt be some quippy card that attempts to make fun of me in some way.... aaaand, huh! It isn't. I am genuinely surprised. It's kind of an arty card. Messages from Juanita and Richard too. Dad says he "can't believe he has a son of 27!" I can't believe you do either, Dad!
On with my work, I'd better get. Next installment shall be edited in later today, after I've slept a good 8 hours at least!

Big Trouble In Little China = Great Movie! 

02:54

I'm totally still awake and slowly writing this presentation! I just put on one of my favourite songs...

"..you always light my way, there never comes a day... no matter where I go, I always feel you so..!"  You all know who you are...!

12:20

Yeah, that's right! It's just gone midday and I only just got up! I didn't get to bed 'til round 3:30 am and I was determined to get my 8 hours +! Birthday messages on my phone coming thick and fast. My Mum called me a couple of hours ago but, as is usual for me at that time in the morning, I wasn't at my most lurquacious! Anna put me up a Xanga Birthday post... which was an awesome surprise! Thanks, Anna! Birthday e-mail from Matt too, saying he'll be online in an hour or so, hopefully. Trouble being, even today, I can't afford not to work and am planning to hit the library after I'm showered and stuff. Hopefully we can get in some chat time around the work, though. It totally sucks! I have 3 assignments due next week... so often I find myself distracted from the work I'm doing by worrying over the work I'm not doing! OK, better get to it... I also better respond to all the texts I received..... aaaand done! Hitting the shower in 3.... 2.... 1.... Wooooah! Talk about timing! Here be Matto.....! Just discussing the best way to get in quality chat time and let me do some work..... Yeah, I'm back and hitting the shower. We figure we'll chat intermittently whilst I work at the library. So, til later then....

I can't stand the White Stripes! Stoopid 60's throw-back garage rock! And that is not drumming! Taylor Hawkins is a drummer! Tre Cool is a drummer! Dave Grohl is a drummer! Meg White is a girl who hits drums with sticks in a monotonous, lifeless fashion! Duh, duh, duh, duh! Grrrr! Over-rated, pretentious (rant, rant, rant...)

23:30

Hey! British Alex here, becoming the first official guest updater on Dave's Xanga. Dave is currently sitting behind me closing the first day of his twenty-eighth year on this earth sipping delicately at a glass of water in an attempt to counteract the celebratory alcohol consumed thus far. The intention for the day was to be mildly inebriated, I'm told, not to be to-the-point-of-throwing-up inebriated... not that I'm one to talk, I've been reliant on friends while drunk enough times to 'repay the debt' here and there... meanwhile, Dave assures me that drunk people are twats, and should shut up, as we hear the louts outside shout their way into the flat complex. "I don't know what you're shouting, but nobody cares! It certainly won't help you in a lightsaber duel!" he says, and he's right, drunk guys in Preston are f***ing clown shoes.

So, Dave is currently wondering whether he'll actually remember allowing me to update his Xanga come tomorrow morning. I give it a 40% probability (it is worth noting at this point that while I am the first Dave-sanctioned updater on this weblog, Matt actually precedes me since he made an update at the blog's inception. I bow to Matt's chronological supremacy!). So. Dave brought beer around with him when he arrived at our flat at the allotted time this evening, which I have subsequently drunk for his own good. Any true friend would do the same.

Believe it or not, we're talking about economics. Zoom out. We're talking about economics in the context of our depressingly boring classmate Ian, who loves economics (he chose to go, alone, to Osaka, instead of joining all of us in Nagoya). Zoom out again, we're talking about boring people who, in a state of drunkenness where you hope they'll reveal a hitherto unseen flamboyant side, turn out to be just that same boring person. What you see is what you get, alcohol or no. We are mutually glad that alcohol serves to display interesting sides of interesting people (i.e, us [you too]... we = teh best).

Well, as a mixture of Carrot Cake and (minna daisuki) Chocolate Cake fuses with alcohol in Dave's digestive system, I'll round this Balex update off. Happy Birthday Dave! When you read this tomorrow, I hope your head is feeling good enough for you to laugh about it. Or, come over and demand I make recompense for your lost beer. Either way, Happy Birthday! And to everyone reading this, Happy Dave's Birthday!

Balex out! 'Ima wa ugokenai, sore wa sadame dakedo, akirame wa shinai, mou mezameta kara...'

23:28 (March 11th)

So it's now the day after my birthday and it began with me, grossly dehydrated, violently nauseous and feeling like the slightest act of physical excersion would make me pass out and/or throw up what little remained in my stomach! My birthday in the library allowed me to get some work done, during which time I chatted at length with Matt via g-chat. He then became the 3rd person to give me a special Xanga Birthday update! I then hit the pub for a couple of hours at the behest of fencing team-mate, Steve, who had gone above and beyond the call of duty and got me cakes, a present and bought the drinks too! He tells me he felt guilty for forgetting my 25th birthday 2 years ago, but he did way too much! Unfortunately being plied with wine (which I rarely drink, even when I am drinking) did not sit well and I spent most of my time at Kate and Balex's with my head in Balex's toilet, relieving myself of what felt like my entire stomach! When I had at least partially recovered, Balex provided the guest update you see above!

Ultimately, I'm just moved by the shows of friendship and love! It's pretty hard to feel upbeat these days, with the constant pressure of work, worries about the future, post-graduation and the severe sense of emptiness I often feel, having such great friends and not being able to see so many of them. Nevertheless, it never fails to amaze me how great all my friends are, not to mention friends of friends and family of friends too! Thanks to everyone just for being in my life! Hopefully one day I can actually prove myself worthy of it...

I gotta get back to the work-stuffs now. Thanks, everyone. Love and Peace!

I totally don't know what to talk about....!   

Not much happens these days. Not much that doesn't happen every week, that is. Go to class. Do work on various projects. Take much needed periods of respite with Balex and Kate, watching movies and playing video games. We've been playing a lot of Oblivion (an RPG Kate has for her PC) lately and now and again we brain-storm some secret ideas that may or may not be revealed when all this final year crap is over! Balex is working on this.... naaaah! I'm totally not saying.... but it's good. I promise it's good!

There are a couple of things need mentioning... The recent success of the UCLan Fencing Team has finally come to an end. This Wednesday past we drove a grand total of 11 hours (much of which I spent with my head in a book, doing reading for my dissertation) to get to and from the University of East Anglia in Norwich to face them in the 2nd round of the Shield Tournament. We were pretty out-matched, especially being a Sabre Dave down (he's in Hong Kong for some reason!) Dave usually fences Sabre and Epee so without him, the reserve for both weapons had to be called upon, the reserve for Sabre and Epee being me and, ermmm... me! So I was on all 3 weapons that day too! I held my own in Foil (my specialist weapon) but was hopelessly bad at the other 2, not having seriously fenced them in over a month! So we went down. We're totally blaming Sabre Dave for being in Hong Kong. In reality, his being there wouldn't have made that much of a difference. UEA were good. Damn good! But Dave doesn't have to know that....! It's been a good year for the team, though. We haven't finished this high in many years and are the 3rd or 4th highest scoring team in the University!

  Happy Birthday Dani  

That's the second thing. Dani's 23rd birthday, being today (at least it'll be today by the time I get this posted!) Matt has pointed out this fact already and encouraged the wishings of on her Xanga (which totally needs updating!) I'm pretty sure no one ever listens to me when I say "go to their Xanga and say Hi/Good Luck/Happy Birthday/Cats Ate My Face" or whatever. I'm pretty sure no one listens when I say anything. Hey, it's fair criticism! Matt also went and pointed out it's my birthday next week. I can't decide whether to fake apathy and encourage everyone to ignore this unholy date or actually admit I like people caring...?! Yeah, I guess I just did....! But, I mean, 27!!? Jeez...... Urgh..! I feel sick.....!

One last thing before I quit.... Sarv and Calex updated, but it hasn't said they have on the NUFS Kids blogring! Huh? WTF?? Well, they have. Sarv and Calex updated!!! I just don't want anyone missing that. Xanga, (as Sarv and I have pointed out) has gotten too quiet lately. I'll definitely be updating on my birthday, possibly drunk, possibly crying, definitely older!

Til next week.... X-Men: Evolution rules!!!

I was drunk last night and nearly made this update "under the influence", which just wasn't as fun as it might sound! So I went and ditched that plan and return now, for sober and coherent updating. Well, as coherent as I usually am.

What's new? Not that much. I feel the constant pressure of Japanese study, dissertation work and various projects for my other classes looming over me 24/7! I've finally got my drawing groove back but feel guilty everytime I draw... "You could be working!" says this nagging little voice in my head.  Stupid voice in my head. They've always been a pain! Tuesday just gone was Shrove Tuesday so after fencing we headed round to Paul's for pancakes, ably made by Sabre Dave. And I'm not kidding. He's got a real gift for pancakes! They were freakin' awesome and he even flipped them in the frying pan and everything. It suddenly occurs to me, do other countries have "Shrove Tuesday" (or "Pancake Day"?) As in, the first day of Lent where you're meant to eat up all the fatty stuff in the house; translated: make, and pig out on, pancakes! There was also abundant alcohol, which led to my erstwhile inebriation!
So the big news from yesterday, and which I mainly want to talk about, is our inter-league play-off match against Cambridge. Basically, all the 2nd and 3rd place teams from the various regional leagues across the country now have the opportunity to achieve league promotion by playing off against each other. Keele, who finished 3rd in our league (we finished 2nd!) lost to Oxford around the same time we faced and defeated Cambridge in our first "promotion league" play off. I'm sure most people across the globe are at least aware that Cambridge and Oxford Universities are basically the Big 2 British universities. These are where only our best and brightest (slash, "richest") go, so defeating them has been a pretty sweet experience! For the Americans out there, think how you'd feel if your University's (insert a sport) team beat the team from Harvard or Yale! And you were on that team too! Hopefully, it's next stop: Oxford! To fight and beat both the Oxbridge Universities would be so freakin' awesome!

I'll stick up the results in an edit as soon as I get them! Watch this space! I said "WATCH IIIIIIIIT!!!"

Laters! (insert song lyrics here!)

  Mwaaahaaahaaaa!!! I'll say no more on the subject, I promise! (Thanks to Cass for my "anti-valentine!")

Anyways, in displaying my fashionably sardonic sentiments I'm recalling this day last year. Sarv, Kellie and I got up all uber-emo for our trip to a Japanese highschool. Somewhere I still have the "Valentines Sux!" puri-kura we took... the 3 of us along with Mike and Marcus! Good times.
It's a big day for Calex. Somewhere over the course of the next 24 hours he's got his JET interview and I'm wishing him all the best! Good luck Calex! I'm sure everyone who doesn't already know is just dying to hear about how my interview went...! Edge of the seat stuff, no? (No!) It was a tense day to say the least. That (Thursday) morning we had massive snowfall over most parts of the country, interfering with transport across the land. Luckily, my getting to London and the Japanese Embassy went off without a hitch. As for the actual interview...... to be honest, I really don't wanna talk about it anymore. I have horrible feelings everytime I think about it. I'm doubting myself in every respect and.... Shut up! Shut up! Shut up! Yeah! definitely don't wanna talk about it anymore....

Rapid subject change! Its about time I updated on our fencing league progress, I s'pose. The BUSA matches are all finished and our last 3 matches went, well, crap! We lost to Manchester again, but also to Lancaster (whom we had to finish a previously unfinished contest with) and to Keele (though I wasn't there for the Keele match so I'm washing my hands of that one!) The good news, however, is that we won our "Lancashire Cup" match against Lancaster (the points ended on 117-117. We won based on our winning both Foil and Epee, where they won Sabre!) and our previous strong performances before Christmas gave us sufficient enough a lead that we have finished 2nd, behind Manchester and their Olympic Squad types! Our being 2nd means we may have play-offs against the 2nd place teams from other regional leagues for a chance at promotion. Still, I haven't been able to commit to fencing this year, what with all the work! It'd be cool to have some more contests but I got bigger fish to fry right now! Dissertation fish. Japanese presentation and exams fish.

In light of certain Resident Evil 4 related events, I am adding a new verb to the English language, "to Krauser"...

Anyone else noticed the lack of Xanga activity lately? Maybe its just me, who diligently checks my Xanga and entire subscription list every morning or evening (or both, depending on class schedule) but I have this feeling of virtual tumbleweed blowing across the virtual town of Virtual Town, Xanga County, USA... or something! It's quiet...! Too quiet...! And this time, it's personal! WITH A VENGEANCE!!!

So I totally balls-ed up my last post by "DELETING" it whilst trying to manage my audioblog. But, yeah! I'm using my audioblog. Figure how I like my music so much and often say stuff to people like "listen to this song, listen to that song, if you like (insert band name) give (insert different band name) a try, this song makes me breathless/goose-bumpy/psyched/cry-y, why is everyone on g-chat ignoring me these past few days..?" etc. I figured I'd start using it to upload and share some of my favourite songs with the peoples of The Xanga.

On to business. First, another birthday;

Happy Birthday Balex!