Archive for the ‘Randomness’ Category

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GGFNRAA

December 1, 2009

–> stands for Goofily Grinning For No Reason At All.

Of all the nonsensial stuff that I have posted on this blog across the span of… err… a year and a half, this may be the most nonsensial of all. SLAD. Smiling Like A Dunderhead.

I think I better get on with the post and torture my angsty, sarcastic and bitter alter ego *coughSmileyBunnyislamecough* with my nonesense sputter later.

SOOooo (<– I need a better opening), I’ve spent the better part of summer cooped up in a corner somewhere and poring over the entire Harry Potter series, and for a while got hooked on the wizarding… uhm… stuff (Hello? Brain? Yeah, uhm, can’t you process a much cooler phrase? Wizarding stuff? Really?) Naturally, when I finished all seven books, I started to look for fanfictions. Deathly Hallows left me wanting more, and that epilogue at the end of the book really really didn’t help me from wanting another sequel so badly. I’ve been browsing Fanfiction.net a lot lately, and have found something I wanted to share.

Hogwarts House Divided –> wonderfully written. In this story, we get to know Teddy Remus Lupin, Harry’s godson and son of the late Remus and Nymphadora Lupin, as he starts his Hogwarts schooling. Follow his misadventures and escapades with his three best friends Dewey, Kai and Violet as they hope to bridge the gap between the Noble Houses of Hogwarts that had widened into an alarming degree since the end of the Second War.

…Well, that was a lot of capitals.

It was a really enjoyable read… one that had me tearing my hair out at one second and then laughing hysterically at another. The downside is the large number of characters that had my brain reeling in confusion (wait, who was that girl again? Was she the one that said this or that last chapter? Who is this guy?), the upside is pretty much everything else.  I recommend it to everyone as much as I recommend Miss J.K. Rowling to please-make-a-next-generation-sequel-pretty-please-with-a-Crooshanks-on-top?

And of course, what is a post here in my beloved blog without my beloved DBSK on it?

One of the banners of the story. I was browsing the author’s Flickr account and my eyes caught something that suspiciously looked like one of my most beloved boyfriends (ang kapal) the DBSK guys, and viola!

Well, hello there, Yunho. I didn't know you belong to Ravenclaw =)

Well, whaddya know, it’s U-know! SLAD. One of the main characters is Kai Chang and he’s a kid. Maybe this is what they will look like in the future? Lucky kid. I knew I liked his character the best for a reason xD. He’s going to look like one of the most good-looking men in Asia.

I was grinning goofily because I finally made a connection (no matter how insignificant or made-up) between my favorite series and my favorite band. Hence the bad acronyms and stuff at the begining.

GGFNRAA.

*I apologized for the incoherency of this post. I am down with a cold. Is that a good enough excuse for the lame-ness?*

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Blue

November 13, 2009

11-08-09

I am currently feeling depressed because I just realized that I am a truly horrible, heartless, cruel, selfish, (insert negative adjectives here) person… and that I have a four-page essay due tomorrow that I haven’t started yet… and that I am a truly horribly pathetic, self-pitying, self-wallowing, (insert more negative adjectives here), and that this world shouldn’t have to deal with a great hypocrite like me.

When change is so hard to achieve, what do you do? When nobody is around to help you help yourself, how do you change?

SmileyBunny: *whistles* What’s up with all the angst?

Hug me! *goes and glomps the plushie*

SmileyBunny: What? Wait! Don’t you d– Oof! *get glomped on and struggles to breathe* Grr… Whoever made you miserable will pay!

*sniffs* Aw, how sweet. You mean it?

SmileyBunny: Of course! Whoever it is, he or she is after my life!

… Maybe I should just toss you in a blender…

SmileyBunny: You’re evil.

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Are you serious? No, seriously.

October 7, 2009

Angsty stuff below the cut. Read the rest of this entry ?

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(Test) To Watch or Not to Watch

May 27, 2009

This is a test to find out if I can put a summary to this post. But feel free to read my incoherent rant =)

EDIT: Yes! I think I did it!!! After one full year, I finally did it!!! Thank you, wordpress forums!!!

Read the rest of this entry ?

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Abandoned

January 5, 2009

Okay… it’s my first time posting using the new wordpress dashboard, and boy, am I confuzzled (<– whoa! Who put that word there!?)! Just proves what a lousy blogger I am… ehehe…

It’s a new year and it’s supposed to be the start of a new page of my life! But alas! As far as I know, it’s going down, down, down… Sigh. I’m having a blue blue mood which is not exatly the best way to start the year. The reasons?

1. My allergy came back and it is soooooooooo annoying that I have to suffer being itchy all over my limbs and back 24 hours a day, 7 days a week! GRRR! AHHHHH!

2. I have an inkling that my friends have forgotten me already, and that thought just puts me down. T_T.  I really miss them and I’m really lonely.  And being halfway around the world isn’t exactly going to solve that…

3. My muse just decided to abandon me in the middle of a fic! Dang it! I’m suffering major writer’s block here, people! I CAN NOT WRITE A SINGLE PARAGRAPH OR A SINGLE STANZA! No matter what I do or what I use, I always end up with a blank page (or a page filled with pointless doodles) or a blank screen… Like this:

Pen and Paper

Me: Come on, hand! Write something! Anything!
Hand: *doesn’t move*

Computer

Me: Please, please, please work with me! Tap tap tap! Type something!
Hand: *doesn’t move*

Okay, that was lame. Sorry.

Back to what I was saying, I really really resent that I can’t write a good material these days. And if I know my muse, she (I’m thinking it’s a girl because it changes moods like a pregnant woman) will only be back WHEN I’m buried under piles and piles of homework, which results to major trouble because knowing myself, I would set aside the mountains of schoolwork (no matter how urgent) just to satisfy my muse because once it passes, it may never comes back again for a long time.

Anybody got a cure for writer’s block? Or maybe, laziness?

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AAAAHHHHHHH!!!!

December 2, 2008

Okay! I am officially FREAKING OUT!!!

DBSK’s GOING TO BE ON AMERICAN TV!!!!

AAAAAAAAAAAHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHH!!!!!!

SmileyBunny: *covers his ears* Stop screaming befor my ears explodes!

I CAN’T HELP IT!!! Just give me another moment…

ASDF’L;JAL;SGJCMVFAORMFVDLFROMCAM *screams and bangs her head against the wall and smashes the keyboard into tiny pieces*

Ahem. Okay, now that I’ve got that out of my system, it’s time for a more coherent post.

Yes! DBSK is going to be featured in Fuse TV in Fuse Excellent Adventure tomorrow night, Tuesday December 2, 2008, and I am MAD EXCITED for this one!

Except… the channel is not available because I had to subscribe in order to view it…

Talk about bummers…

*wails and bangs her head against the monitor* IwannawatchitsobadIreallydowhyistheworldsounfairwhywhywhy!?!?!

Sigh. Oh well. Real bummer…

To those who have cable out there, for more information, go to their official site >here< to know what channel and what time Fuse Excellent Adventure is showing.

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Rantings : GROW UP, PLEASE?

October 25, 2008

Dear Erie,

Who knew that the world would be full of haters who have nothing else better to do than to… hate? Really, it’s disturbing how some people could hate other people they don’t even know, so much that they wish those people to just die or drop dead. Hey, I’m not a saint or an angel, but come on! I value life and would never even think of killing off a person, much less a person who didn’t do anything to me! Every human has a right to live, no matter how evil… okay, maybe not the vile, evil ones who has absolutely no heart or conscience whatsoever (but would such person really exist?). Only God has the right to take away the life of someone.

So, why suddenly post about all this? Well, yesterday at about 11 PM, I’ve just completed an assignment about “Interdependence” and Bill Clinton stating about how interdepence would make the 21st century the most memorable and peaceful era (or something like that). Which is fairly true, I thought. If people learn to cooperate, then they will realize that everyone is of equal importance and that no one is greater than the other. We would learn to accept one abother and avoid disputes and global wars. I thought this was pretty good and insightful.

And so, after completing the assignment, I decided to visit one of my favorite blogs (I’m not going to mention the name). There was a recent article concerning about two groups competing for an award in this particular music station (again, I’m not going to mention all the names or details). In the end, the group with the more experience won. I was feeling pretty happy because it was my most favored group. So I browsed through the comment board expecting to see the happy reactions of my fellow fans and maybe some sore loser comments…

You know what I saw? Extreme bashing and totally racist comments. And I mean EXTREME and TOTALLY RACIST! Let me demonstrate:

Commenter 1: That group totally SUCK! They just won because they probably payed off the awards show! They should just go die!

Commenter 2: STFU! They won because they’re talented! Not like you! Go die!

Commenter 3: Stupid biased fans like you are deaf! You call that ‘talented?’ They’re nothing but useless GAY lypsincers! They make my ears bleed! GAY GAY GAY! Keep denying you little brats!

Commenter 4: You (insert a random nationality here) fans make us (insert random nationality here) fans look bad! You the bad people! Not us! We hate you! Your country bad bad bad! Full of fat people! GO burn to death!

Commenter 5: I’M GONNA RAPE YOU ALL (insert random nationality here)!

Note: This is not the real comments that I’ve read. The real comments are a thousand times worse.

What in the world…!? RETARDED, right!?! (Sorry for my choice of words, but I just need to get it out of my system). What are they, three-year-olds?!? Oh, I’n not saying that three-year-old kids are morbid (kids are precious and lovable and pure!)! But the people who posted these kinds of comments are grown-ups who act like spoiled brats. It’s immature, ridiculous and downright disturbing!

What they were arguing about is completely pointless! It’s just a music awards show, for goodness sake! To go as far as cursing a whole country shows how immature and racist they are. There are more important issues in the world! War in Iraq, world hunger, heck, the Economy! Why bash a whole country just because of one group winning an award!? What’s the connection!?

I know the world isn’t all rainbows and butterflies and some may think that I’m just making a fool out of myself because this is not uncommon. Yes, these kinds of morbid comments are widespread across the web. Honestly, I’ve come across several of these in the past, but I ignored them because it was just ridiculous and were only one or two, but these… Those comments above come in every comment made in that article. Everytime I read a comment, I had to wince and say “OUCH!” even if it’s not directed to me. I know I shouldn’t be taking these kinds of comments seriously. But these guys need to see a psychiatrist real bad. I’m serious. Either they are mentally unstabe people or just attention-seekers who have nothing else better to do than start wars.

Where has respect gone to? Goodness? Kindness? Consideration? Justice? Rationality? Morals? I can’t help but think about the downside of the Internet and freedom of speech. People can say things that would make their mothers wash their mouths rigorously with soap (or in this case, acid), and they don’t have to fear anything because they’re in the safety of their own house. It’s not like they would get beat up or get in jail or something.

You know what all these make me want to do? Compose a song. Yeah, that’s right. Compose a song that would pierce through the hearts of every person of this world and would make them think twice about their actions, mend their ways and forget about all the hate in the world. I know it’s a nearly impossible feat. Scratch that. It’s an IMPOSSIBLE feat. People differ in preference and taste. And it’s not like I’m a genius composer. But I’m gonna try anyway. Maybe not now, maybe not later. Maybe never, but I’m still going to try to write something. In cases like this, it’s important to think positive, think positive! I can do this. I can. I can.

Spread the LOVE, people! Hate gets you nowhere! It only gets you wrinkles!

Truly yours,

Meriken

P.S. Sorry I haven’t appeared in such a long time. School’s not going the way I wanted it to and DBSK’s comeback really took a lot of my time in Youtube. And the dear Erie above, I don’t know how to start so I just included the name of my Private Journal. And yes, this is an entry on my private journal, where I write things that doesn’t make sense in the spur of the moment.

Peace out!

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Someday

September 2, 2008

Remember my poem “A Friend’s Farewell” that I said I turned into a song about a year ago? Well, as a result of severe procrastination of studying and a request from my friend Jhen, I recorded it and uploaded it in Youtube. Here it is, entitled “Someday”…

Lyrics:

Someday (by Maria Erika D. Enriquez)

I always knew there will be a time for us to say goodbye
Here on Earth, everything’s ought to change
Even our friendship will fade out soon
It’s hard to admit, but it’s true

I know that if I go away today
Nothing will ever be the same for us again
But I’ll never forget the memories
And the dreams we share

That when we meet again someday
Even if we never could bring back the broken bond forever
We can still make a better bond, greater and stronger
We’d still be best of friends till the end of the end
I’ll wait…

My mind is young and unrefined, my heart frail and weak
I don’t really understand things so sharp and sleek
But let me tell you how you made me understand
How you made my narrow and child-bounded mind expand

You hold a part of me that I can’t live without
You made me see what life is all about
You’re not the perfect person all around
You’re not the perfect friend who never makes a sound

But I don’t care, I love you and that’s what matters now
I do not even need to make out a promise or a vow
You may not be the nicest nor the strongest one around
But you help me stand up when I fall on the ground
Tall and proud

Together we’ve been traveling in this long road of life
But here comes a point where the road’s been cut by a knife
The once one way had been divided by a cross
I don’t want to part but in this life I’m not boss

Before I step inside that metal bird
Before I finish packing up my jeans and shirts
Before I step outside the borders of our home
I have to make sure that you won’t feel alone

I can’t come back at once when you start to cry
Nor will I be there to boost you up when you become too shy
Just remember that you’ll never be alone
Even if I’m far away, in your heart I’m home

….Again someday…
Even if we never could bring back the broken bond forever
We can still make a better bond, greater and stronger
We’d still be best of friends till the end of the end
I know we’ll meet again someday
Even if we never could bring back the times we’re not together
I know you’ll wait for me and someday I’d be back
We’d still be best of friends till the end of the end
We’d drink beer, eat and laugh and I’ll never sing this song again
Someday
I’ll wait for that day
When we’re together again
I’m gonna be waiting for it
Waiting for it
Waiting for it…

It’s actually my fifth take and I still messed up a few lines, and my voice also cracked (how embarrassing…). But, yeah…

Dedicated to Boyle and Archimedes batch 2007  and the other graduating classes to come.

=)

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Conan’s Midnight Reflections

August 27, 2008

Last week, as I was digging through the unorganized stack of papers full of unfinished story drafts, scratches, sketches and pointless doodles (all courtesy of yours truly), I’ve found this long poem I’ve written less than a year ago, so I thought why not share it?

(you can skip this if you want…)

First of all, befor anything else, I have to confesss that before I entered the DBSK fandom, I was a die-hard anime fan. My friends called me “the Anime Addict.” I specially became obsessed with Detective Conan, and soon discovered the wonders of fan fictions. Through fan fiction authors, I got to really understand the depth of Shinichi Kudo a.k.a Conan’s character, his pain, longings, frusrations and regrets. I found it really fun to step into the depths of his mind and see things from his point of view, and I think that is what inspired me to write this poem.

Conan/Shinichi

Conan/Shinichi

 

 

Ran Conan/Shinichi

Ran and Shinichi

 This is the picture Conan will be talking about in the poem…

 

Shinichi Kudo was a 17-year-old famous highly intelligent high school detective who’s got it all; rich parents, popularity, obsessed fangirls, budding career, and his best friend Ran who he’s secretly inlove with. One day, he runs across the deadly BLACK ORGANIZATION who made him take a poison to kill him. In a twisted turn of events, the poison shrunk him into a 7-year-old instead. Fearing that the organization will kill him and everyone involved with him, he adopts the kid image and hides his real identity. Now, under cover as Conan Edogaoa, kid detective, he’s on the hunt to find out and throw to jail those behind the deadly Black organization and find a cure to revert his body back to normal.

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Conan’s Midnight Reflections

As I climb up the wooden stairs of your cemented house
Just right after a glass of milk to try to help me douse
the helplessness inside of  me that keeps sleep miles away,
I suddenly hear you call my name and desperately say:

“Please, Shinichi, hurry home. I just miss you too much!”
I peek inside your room and see my picture in your touch.
“I love you and I miss you and I long see your face!
Oh, hi Conan! Can’t sleep too, huh? Come here beside my place!”

Despite my said intelligence, I do not know what to say
This isn’t just a normal crime that I solve everyday.
I am not even myself in your eyes anyway.
I am so close to you and yet so very far away.

I long to say those three sweet words I yearn to let you know.
But I can’t because I’m trapped in a body I hate so.
And so I’m forced to tell you lies and hide behind a mask.
To keep you safe is my responsibility and task.

It hurts me so to see you cry about me every night,
And in the morning act so happy with a smile too bright.
You should know your eyes betray the sadness that you hide.
All I can do is stay and just be always by your side.

There are times when I get tired and want to spill the truth,
But everytime I try, my tongue gets tied, my mouth won’t move.
I hate to see you hurt, but if I tell, it could get worse.
I’ll hate it more if one day I find out that you’re a corpse.

(Sigh) There you go again, crying out my name.
I am right here beside you, but so distant just the same.
I hold you tight and tell you: “Worry not, he’ll soon be back.”
The irony of leaving you and leaving me behind!

Another day, another lie. When will all these end?
I hide myself behind this mask and in the crowd I blend.
The more I stay trapped in this body, more I lose myself.
The more you wait and cry, then there I go and lie again.

I’m sick and tired of all of these, but then what can I do?
I wish these are nightmares, but then again it’s very true.
I cannot wake from reality, this is no dream at all.
You are you, but I’m not me. I’ve never felt so small.

The distant past when you and I were happy and together
Seems like a distant dream right now, so painful to remember…
I wonder what the future holds for me? For you? For us?
Will it be bright? Will it be clear? Or simply turn to dust?

Back then I beam with pride with you beside me, face to face.
You and I were best of friends, you’ve kept me in my place.
And tell you what you didn’t know, I was inlove with you.
But never got to tell ’cause fate separated us two.

I am here, still inlove, I wish you could just see
How glad I was when you said that you were inlove with me!
But with this cursed poison flowing through my bloody veins,
I cannot tell you what I feel for fear you’ll die with me.

My over-confidence betrayed me. Arrogance as well.
Taken in what I can’t chew, I couldn’t even tell.
I should’ve minded my own business, or just called for help.
My first encounter with the Black, the only time I failed.

Look at me, Ran, look at me and tell me what you see.
A shrunken child with big eye glasses’ all that’s left of me.
Ten years of my perfect life has suddenly been erased.
It’s due to my own ignorance, so ends the happy days.

Dying would’ve been better that shrinking ten years back,
Concealing my identity and hiding from the Black,
Hurting everyone I hold so dear and close to me.
If I had died, you wouldn’t hut, and They would let you be.

Turn away, Ran, Turn away. I don’t want you to see
That the litltle child with big eye glasses’ really me.
To you I am a child of seven fit to be your brother.
If you look deeper, you will see the real me, your lover…

I love you so much I could die, Ran, if you only knew
How much it kills my heart to see you cry. What should I do?
“Big sister, worry not. I know that someday he’ll come back,”
Is what I say not knowing if it’s really even true.

“Have faith, Ran,” you tell yourself, “He will come back to you.
You are right, litte Conan, I know that he will too.
I do not care how long it will take, I will wait for him.
Let’s go to sleep, now,” you tell me and I see your face beam.

I feel so weak and helpless, Ran, but how you make me strong.
My mind and heart gets refreshed ’cause I know you’re never wrong.
Someday, we’ll be back together, you and me for real.
No more lies and pain, I’ll tell you how I really feel.

When I get my freedom back, there’s no doubt what I’ll do–
Swallow every pride I’ve got and go straight to you,
Tell you every lies that I’ve been keeping for so long,
And waste no time to tell you that I’ve loved you all along!

I won’t blame you if you hate me for secrets I have kept.
I’d still be here watching over you as you wake up or sleep.
I won’t stop loving you and dreaming ’bout you every night.
Even if you stop loving me, you hold my heart tight.

But if you accept me after the truth is revealed,
I swear I’ll never leave again even if I get killed.
No more tears will ever touch your rosy cheeks again.
I’ll die for your happiness, I’ll do everything I can.

If I can never go back to my old self again…
I hold you to no promises, get back your freedom then.
Love another man, you deserve better than I do.
I won’t object, though I’d be really hurt for losing you.

Torment yourself no more, my love, I deserve all that.
Close your eyes and rest tonight, while in my room I sat.
Go to sleep and hope, my love, and dream of us tonight,
For I’ll do my best to again hold you in my arms tight.

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Okay, that was exhausting.

Other notes: I really like Ran’s character better that any other leading ladies in anime. She’s kind and gentle, and at the same time fierce and independent. Oh, and she’s a SCARY karate champion. She can kick bad guys’ butt in a second!

Oh, yeah!

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Beware of Good Fan Fictions…

August 26, 2008

They’re addicting, I tell you. Dangerously addicting.

And now, I’m in trouble.

Last night, as I was browsing through Winglin (my most visited fan fiction site), I caught sight of a fanfiction entitled “The Unkindest Cut of All.” I’ve been seeing it for a few months now, but never really bothered to pay attention to it. Now, since it was 8:35 pm, I don’t do my school work till around 10, and I was bored at that moment, I clicked to it.

Dang, had I been hooked.

It was a fiction story about DBSK’s (who else would I be reading about?) Jaejoong and a fictional character. It really caught my attention that I just kept reading, and reading, and reading some more. 10:30 passed, then 12:00. Every chapter I clicked I promised it was the last one. But I still kept reading, and reading…

And reading some more. I kept reading throughout the night. I kept reading till morning.

I only stopped when I saw the clock. And it said 5:00 am.

Boy, does time fly?

I’ve only slept two hours today, and I’m really sleepy right now. But I can’t sleep yet, because I haven’t yet finished the four essays due tomorrow at my English class, I haven’t yet reviewed for my SFC quiz tomorrow, AND I haven’t even read the discussion board for my SFC class tomorrow.

I am so in trouble. So in SOOOO much trouble.

Sigh.

This is going to be a looooong night…