I'm NOT laughing in the face of my own disaster...

...of my own making, yes, thank you very much. DAMNIT. Yes, there's a need for colourful language in caps. OK, that's the feedback. Now let's go to the source of the source : my procrastination. Which leads to my probably being unable to register for my upcoming semester tomorrow.

Now you ask why?

I delayed seeing my academic advisor, that's bloody why. And then she turns out not to be in today, which makes it a double choco chip ice cream. ARGH. That's it. I just HAVE to try and NOT procrastinate. But on an indignant note, how the hell was I supposed to know that she wouldn't be in?! Double damn.


KIDS, THIS IS THE RESULTS OF PROCRASTINATION. NOW I CAN'T EVEN LAUGH AT OTHER PEOPLE'S DISASTERS. UGH.

Life Observation

Ah, yes, it's been a bit of a hellish few days. So I'm making a mental note to not talk so much through chatting or anything that is non verbal and not face to face. Why? It's because it gets sucky when shit happens.

For example:

Situation 1
Person A makes a point to person B, say a casual observation. Person B misinterprets said point and got offended and person A is left with a suitcase of guilt.

Situation 2
A makes a point, B did not read things properly, and the end result is the same as situation 1.

Situation 3
A tries to make a point, but it didn't get through, and once again...misinterpretation.

So the conclusion can be drawn; any conversation that is not verbal or done face to face is terribly risky. Perhaps sometimes silence is golden. It's weird, because I always thought that I present my meanings and ideas clearly to people I talk to. Heck, I always try to be careful whenever I talk in order to avoid misunderstandings and confrontations, but in the end, this still happened.

I guess even with people close to you (i.e : family, friends, buddies etc.), no matter how much they understand you, humans are sensitive to the wrong things and unobservant of the others. Sometimes, I feel that this is disappointing. Because they know you so well, they should have understood. Because they understand you so well, they should never have misunderstood your words.

Does that make any sense? Heh, I think everyone else would feel that this is in fact a small matter of no importance. But it makes one point clear. The closer someone is to your heart, the more you opened yourself to that person, the more it hurts. Then why do humans open their hearts to another, knowing the risk of being hurt? Is this a never ending cycle after all, a life cycle of hurting and be hurt? If that is the case, I think I'd rather be the one hurting instead of getting hurt.

Does any of that makes any sense?

Ok, so I figured I have this really big procrastinating streak in me. It has to go....yes, I keep telling myself that every single damn time. >< Now I have to study for my JLPT exam coming up soon, and do my lab report which is so due tomorrow!

On a darker note, I was moving along livejournal when I came across this post in one of the random communities. Plagiarism is claimed to exist after all even among professional manga artists. Evilness.
More evilness. And it actually happened to one of the mangakas I liked.

Does justice always protect the innocent after all? If not, in lieu of the fact that such a thing can happen even within the professional field, where has justice gone to?

Ok, so I deleted my last blog and possibly abandoned a lot of others. Dang, I feel so fickle. In fact, the only thing I didn't abandon is my LJ, but that's different sort of news, I guess. Uh...let's see. What are my aims for creating yet another blog in cyberspace? I'm not really sure either, but I guess I can just blog on my daily life as well as the nickpicks in everything minus much too private life eh?

Also, I'm trying to improve my writing after stopping on writing anything for quite a long time. There's still a collab that I have yet to finish - it's 10% done at most, due to my love for delaying things - as well as maybe 3 to 4 story plots that I have in mind.

Urm....what else? About me...actually I don't know what am I really. Physically wise, I'm Asian, and I look nerdy-ish. I'm named after plum blossom. I'm still in the woes of studying-hood. I love writing, and words and languages. My aim is to be able to converse well in various languages...but we'll see.

Ok, let's hope that this blog stays...for real. and reporting live is yours sincerely, Rei-chan.

Andddddd.....cut.