Tuesday, December 8, 2009
Sick
That's right. I'm sick. If it weren't so annoying, I would have been amazed.
I'm not the healthiest person around (take one look at me and you'll go "hell yeah you aren't!"), and my skinny butt is a testament to that. However, I would like to think that my immune system is in the right place, because I don't really get sick that much. I might get colds, but I survive without having to take medicines, or miss class. I just become this really annoying girl who has one roll of tissue with her and blows her nose frequently.
However, this time, I really felt bad. First, my throat gets all sore. I thought it was just because I always sleep with the electric fan on and directed at me-which of course, will cause some kind of dryness in my throat over the course of the night. By the end of the day, I was hoping it was just that.
Okay, you just hope for the best. But you should expect the worst.
And the sore throat belonged to the worse scenario. The next day, I already had a cold. Which I could have endured, really, it would just be the annoying case I mentioned above. However, I really felt bad, to the point that I thought I'd have a fever-now that would be something new. I can't remember the last time I had a fever. Kinda scary, if you think about it.
Good thing was, my immune system was still in a sort-of-proper place. I didn't have a fever, although I did get a cough the following day. That was when I was taken to the doctor for a check-up. That is also something that doesn't happen frequently. Wow. One of the annoying things brought about by this illness I have-the hassle of going to a doctor, with all the forms to fill up and stuff like that.
And don't get me started on the medicines. I have three different medicines-and I didn't even have a fever! But my throat is swollen, according to the doctor...so there. I've never been good at taking medicines (when I was a kid, if you're going to make me drink cough syrup, you have to chase me around the house-and catch me-first), and I'd like to think it's related to that properly placed immune system. But at least I don't choke on my medicines now. It just sucks a bit being teased by your younger brother that you don't know how to take medicine. Boo.
And the worst part? I still go to my classes! I missed one deadline, and this 'sick' status of mine isn't even a valid reason to not get a deduction! Life is a bitch. So cruel.
So, basically, I get all the downsides of getting sick, without getting the perks. Boo me, and my sense of duty in attending classes. Oh well. I just took everything out in what I just recently called "internet therapy." Yeah, I'm still sick and I just surfed the net to oblivion. I may be relying a little too heavily on that immune system.
And with that, I shall sleep. Hopefully, I'll get better in a jiffy and I'll be posting more sensible stuff here soon.
When was the last time you got sick?
I'm not the healthiest person around (take one look at me and you'll go "hell yeah you aren't!"), and my skinny butt is a testament to that. However, I would like to think that my immune system is in the right place, because I don't really get sick that much. I might get colds, but I survive without having to take medicines, or miss class. I just become this really annoying girl who has one roll of tissue with her and blows her nose frequently.
However, this time, I really felt bad. First, my throat gets all sore. I thought it was just because I always sleep with the electric fan on and directed at me-which of course, will cause some kind of dryness in my throat over the course of the night. By the end of the day, I was hoping it was just that.
Okay, you just hope for the best. But you should expect the worst.
And the sore throat belonged to the worse scenario. The next day, I already had a cold. Which I could have endured, really, it would just be the annoying case I mentioned above. However, I really felt bad, to the point that I thought I'd have a fever-now that would be something new. I can't remember the last time I had a fever. Kinda scary, if you think about it.
Good thing was, my immune system was still in a sort-of-proper place. I didn't have a fever, although I did get a cough the following day. That was when I was taken to the doctor for a check-up. That is also something that doesn't happen frequently. Wow. One of the annoying things brought about by this illness I have-the hassle of going to a doctor, with all the forms to fill up and stuff like that.
And don't get me started on the medicines. I have three different medicines-and I didn't even have a fever! But my throat is swollen, according to the doctor...so there. I've never been good at taking medicines (when I was a kid, if you're going to make me drink cough syrup, you have to chase me around the house-and catch me-first), and I'd like to think it's related to that properly placed immune system. But at least I don't choke on my medicines now. It just sucks a bit being teased by your younger brother that you don't know how to take medicine. Boo.
And the worst part? I still go to my classes! I missed one deadline, and this 'sick' status of mine isn't even a valid reason to not get a deduction! Life is a bitch. So cruel.
So, basically, I get all the downsides of getting sick, without getting the perks. Boo me, and my sense of duty in attending classes. Oh well. I just took everything out in what I just recently called "internet therapy." Yeah, I'm still sick and I just surfed the net to oblivion. I may be relying a little too heavily on that immune system.
And with that, I shall sleep. Hopefully, I'll get better in a jiffy and I'll be posting more sensible stuff here soon.
When was the last time you got sick?
Wednesday, November 25, 2009
An Aching Neck and Stiff Fingers...
...are what you get when you cram your requirements for a major entrance exam that you really didn't think about and then purchasing a reviewer less than a week before and attempting to read it the night before the exam. Then you go to the exam without eating lunch, did not even take a mock exam or prepare yourself for shading more than a hundred circles and thinking and reasoning for four grueling hours.
Even now, as you type, the fingers in your right hand hurt along with your neck, and you wish that at least something good will come out of this pain, whether it be acceptance or rejection, so long as you get the direction you need and want. That's what it is for, after all.
Even now, as you type, the fingers in your right hand hurt along with your neck, and you wish that at least something good will come out of this pain, whether it be acceptance or rejection, so long as you get the direction you need and want. That's what it is for, after all.
Thursday, November 19, 2009
Karaoke Monday
What do you do when you already have a three-hour break, and then because your next class is suddenly cancelled because the professor will not attend, it becomes a 4 1/2- hour break?
Well, you go sing karaoke, of course!
Four girls (three of which, I think, are kinda sleepy at the time) had this spontaneous idea. I, being part of the four girls and one of the sleepy ones, was open to the idea, but at first was not so enthusiastic. Well, duh, I was sleepy! So even though I really crave karaoke (my growing database of lyrics kinda attest to that claim), I was in a so-so mood.
But then we got to Timezone. I was still sleepy, so I just pitched in a bit and just decided to go with the flow. Sadly, there were no available booths at that moment. (Well, there was one girl who was in a videoke booth singing all alone, but if she paid, who are we to judge?)
Seeing as we can't just stand outside the booth like pathetic little girls, we went around the arcade. And then we got to the racing games. Ooh, up to four can play!
Bam! I was wide awake.
Yes, even to the point that sadly, I was swearing already. I mean, my car was flipping on its back and treating the sidewalk as the main road and the lampposts as I don't know, paint?-and not roadblocks! That first round I was, I think 3rd or 4th overall but 2nd in the players ranking. One of the four girls who was absent in the first round because she settled stuff just arrived, and since the game can link up to four players, we decided to give it a go again.
Shame on all shames, I made the wrong car choice! My performance was worse, and I got a lower ranking. Boo! (More swearing in this round, naturally.)
Now that a booth is finally available (and I am now wide awake), we went back to the karaoke booth. And the singing begins!!!
We sang quite a lot, and by the end of it all, were totally weirded out by the people on the screen, as they weren't really that appropriate for the song (don't worry, they're wholesome, but still), and sang our throats raw. We also decided by the end that we have to perfect our version of Lady Marmalade. For some weird reason, I get to be the rapper. Haha!
What a way to kill time. Makes you wish that Mondays are as stress-free as that.
Unfortunately for me, Mondays could prove to be my hell, and my undoing.
Well, you go sing karaoke, of course!
Four girls (three of which, I think, are kinda sleepy at the time) had this spontaneous idea. I, being part of the four girls and one of the sleepy ones, was open to the idea, but at first was not so enthusiastic. Well, duh, I was sleepy! So even though I really crave karaoke (my growing database of lyrics kinda attest to that claim), I was in a so-so mood.
But then we got to Timezone. I was still sleepy, so I just pitched in a bit and just decided to go with the flow. Sadly, there were no available booths at that moment. (Well, there was one girl who was in a videoke booth singing all alone, but if she paid, who are we to judge?)
Seeing as we can't just stand outside the booth like pathetic little girls, we went around the arcade. And then we got to the racing games. Ooh, up to four can play!
Bam! I was wide awake.
Yes, even to the point that sadly, I was swearing already. I mean, my car was flipping on its back and treating the sidewalk as the main road and the lampposts as I don't know, paint?-and not roadblocks! That first round I was, I think 3rd or 4th overall but 2nd in the players ranking. One of the four girls who was absent in the first round because she settled stuff just arrived, and since the game can link up to four players, we decided to give it a go again.
Shame on all shames, I made the wrong car choice! My performance was worse, and I got a lower ranking. Boo! (More swearing in this round, naturally.)
Now that a booth is finally available (and I am now wide awake), we went back to the karaoke booth. And the singing begins!!!
We sang quite a lot, and by the end of it all, were totally weirded out by the people on the screen, as they weren't really that appropriate for the song (don't worry, they're wholesome, but still), and sang our throats raw. We also decided by the end that we have to perfect our version of Lady Marmalade. For some weird reason, I get to be the rapper. Haha!
What a way to kill time. Makes you wish that Mondays are as stress-free as that.
Unfortunately for me, Mondays could prove to be my hell, and my undoing.
Monday, November 16, 2009
Hindered Plans
Sometimes, the most annoying thing in the world is when you have already mapped out a plan in your mind of what you'll do in order to accomplish stuff that you need to do, and then something simple stops it.
It's even more annoying when your "strategy" is very crucial or else a lot will fail, or there will be a huge risk or disadvantage for you.
Well, when you plan too much, I think it's also a downfall in itself. Because when everything is mapped out and strategized carefully, especially if it is your life, or even just your night or morning, then the smallest change or unexpected thing will ruin everything.
Just like the loss of an internet connection or a chat with friends. The former is definitely not fun while the latter can be, but both can ruin a set of plans that you so carefully thought of in order to prepare important things.
Or maybe just neglecting to glance at a document will push your schedule for one whole freaking week.
That, is seriously annoying.
In the end, however, you have to learn to roll with the punches (Go Pacquiao!) and deal with it, because that's life.
It's even more annoying when your "strategy" is very crucial or else a lot will fail, or there will be a huge risk or disadvantage for you.
Well, when you plan too much, I think it's also a downfall in itself. Because when everything is mapped out and strategized carefully, especially if it is your life, or even just your night or morning, then the smallest change or unexpected thing will ruin everything.
Just like the loss of an internet connection or a chat with friends. The former is definitely not fun while the latter can be, but both can ruin a set of plans that you so carefully thought of in order to prepare important things.
Or maybe just neglecting to glance at a document will push your schedule for one whole freaking week.
That, is seriously annoying.
In the end, however, you have to learn to roll with the punches (Go Pacquiao!) and deal with it, because that's life.
Saturday, November 14, 2009
Blurb: Relief
Sometimes, one simple thing can save you from the multitude of things crashing upon you. And then you sleep with a smile on your face.
Simmering Fear
Finishing something that you really worked hard to create has its own feeling of euphoria. However, when it is subject to the scrutiny of the whole world, and I really mean the whole world, it kind of takes on a whole new different meaning.
It feels as if finishing your work isn't the end, but just the beginning. It's not the part where you should relax; it's where the tension begins. Because with waiting comes that steady beating of your heart that occasionally jumps when you see the numbers changing, and your breath is suspended because you are trying to anticipate whatever will be said about your work so that you won't be too sad when it turns out to be bad.
Still, when you do see it, you start thinking that maybe you'll never really get to where you want to be and it was all for nothing.
A war then begins in your head, as another voice enters and say that it's just the beginning, not the end; you don't give up after seeing something that's just like a drop of water in a potential waterfall of success.
But the other part, which you usually listen to, say that would you want to see more of that indifference? Would you risk yourself for that?
And you, you just sit there, and wait; because no matter what they say, it's already there, and the question is not about stopping; it's about how you will deal with it. Stopping is already out of the question.
Still, you wonder: Will you make it?
Blurb: Translation
I wish I could write the stories in my head as beautifully as I see them. Sadly, things get lost in translation.
Blurb: Bubble
Sometimes, life just becomes too much and you want to stay in this beautiful bubble where you are protected, safe, and happy.
Tuesday, November 10, 2009
Classic Romance/Angst: Persuasion
This one I started reading because I bought the book as part of my Jane Austen collection. I got bored with the first few pages the first time I read it, then decided to read it again today.
This time, I kinda skimmed through those boring first pages (I'll read them with greater interest next time, but for now my excuse was that I've already read those) and then I didn't stop til I reached the finish. At one point I had to stop because... wait for it... I squealed like a giddy teenager watching a kissing scene in her favorite cheesy flick. Yeah, something like that.
This is because it's not just angst that hooks me into a certain story. Romance also does it. I am so into Pride and Prejudice, if you must know (I may write about that someday). If it has a healthy dose of angst (meaning not enough to make me want to kill myself, but enough to squeeze my heart) then it's a lovely combination.
Sweet romance + an edge of bitter angst = Happy Zmeyette! Hahaha
Wow, it's kinda scary to be making a sort-of-review for something that I know literary scholars have studied over years. But I really enjoyed reading Persuasion, and since I come from the Romance/Angst point of view from now, I'll say that I really love Anne Elliot. I love Elizabeth Bennet the most, but Anne Elliot is running a close second in my heart.
Am I so evil as to liking the fact that for the most part of the novel, Anne's conflicts and pain are hers and something she usually cannot share to others? Those knowing glances, statements with underlying meanings, secrets, and a quite painful past, these are things that I really enjoy, and stuff that I found in the novel. A heroine whose value is not properly acknowledged is something that I like too, and something that Anne Elliot has in common with my beloved Elizabeth Bennet. When you have a character like Anne's, it makes you feel something along the lines of, "Ha! You think she's not important or fine, but I know better." I don't think I explained it well, but that's basically it.
Of course, you gotta love the prince charming as well. The prince charming who was deemed unfit for Anne Elliot, also has angst on his part. Imagine being turned down not because the lady didn't like you, but because she was persuaded by the people around her. Quite a blow, isn't it? Well, that is the past of the pair in focus in this novel (this isn't really a spoiler because I saw this on the back of the book :P). So that is where the conflict, especially the internal conflict of Anne, stems from.
But I digress, since I was supposed to be talking about Anne's dashing naval officer. Hm, I guess I just would have to say, remember the part where I said I squealed like a teenager? Well, that was because of the prince charming's words. Goodness, when it comes to letters, this guy's is shorter than Mr. Darcy's, but I have to say I felt it more. In Mr. Darcy's defense, their letters are of quite different natures. But still... XD
Really, this novel, though quite shorter than other Jane Austen works I have read, is something that took a place in my heart. I honestly can't wait to read it again.
What is your favorite Jane Austen novel?
P.S. This review isn't as comprehensive as I wanted it to be, and may be a bit scattered. I totally blame the frog who threw me out of my wits tonight. Boo.
This time, I kinda skimmed through those boring first pages (I'll read them with greater interest next time, but for now my excuse was that I've already read those) and then I didn't stop til I reached the finish. At one point I had to stop because... wait for it... I squealed like a giddy teenager watching a kissing scene in her favorite cheesy flick. Yeah, something like that.
This is because it's not just angst that hooks me into a certain story. Romance also does it. I am so into Pride and Prejudice, if you must know (I may write about that someday). If it has a healthy dose of angst (meaning not enough to make me want to kill myself, but enough to squeeze my heart) then it's a lovely combination.
Sweet romance + an edge of bitter angst = Happy Zmeyette! Hahaha
Wow, it's kinda scary to be making a sort-of-review for something that I know literary scholars have studied over years. But I really enjoyed reading Persuasion, and since I come from the Romance/Angst point of view from now, I'll say that I really love Anne Elliot. I love Elizabeth Bennet the most, but Anne Elliot is running a close second in my heart.
Am I so evil as to liking the fact that for the most part of the novel, Anne's conflicts and pain are hers and something she usually cannot share to others? Those knowing glances, statements with underlying meanings, secrets, and a quite painful past, these are things that I really enjoy, and stuff that I found in the novel. A heroine whose value is not properly acknowledged is something that I like too, and something that Anne Elliot has in common with my beloved Elizabeth Bennet. When you have a character like Anne's, it makes you feel something along the lines of, "Ha! You think she's not important or fine, but I know better." I don't think I explained it well, but that's basically it.
Of course, you gotta love the prince charming as well. The prince charming who was deemed unfit for Anne Elliot, also has angst on his part. Imagine being turned down not because the lady didn't like you, but because she was persuaded by the people around her. Quite a blow, isn't it? Well, that is the past of the pair in focus in this novel (this isn't really a spoiler because I saw this on the back of the book :P). So that is where the conflict, especially the internal conflict of Anne, stems from.
But I digress, since I was supposed to be talking about Anne's dashing naval officer. Hm, I guess I just would have to say, remember the part where I said I squealed like a teenager? Well, that was because of the prince charming's words. Goodness, when it comes to letters, this guy's is shorter than Mr. Darcy's, but I have to say I felt it more. In Mr. Darcy's defense, their letters are of quite different natures. But still... XD
Really, this novel, though quite shorter than other Jane Austen works I have read, is something that took a place in my heart. I honestly can't wait to read it again.
What is your favorite Jane Austen novel?
P.S. This review isn't as comprehensive as I wanted it to be, and may be a bit scattered. I totally blame the frog who threw me out of my wits tonight. Boo.
Saturday, November 7, 2009
Random Musings about a Certain Name
I'm too tired to think too much today, but I wanna blog, so I'll just post some thoughts.
And what do you know, I'm contemplating on the url of my blog, which is zmeyette.blogspot.com.
I just realized that the name might look as if the person blogging is posing as Zmeyette. I am called Zmeyette by myself and my friends, but we have our reasons. I just wonder if any VA lover like me would get mad because of this. I sometimes find myself quite annoyed by the profiles posing as the characters in the series, but I wonder if this wouldn't be pegged as the same. Or if not like that, would it be pegged as misleading, since obviously this is not solely about Vampire Academy?
I could change my url, but I like the present one, and I suck at creating titles and names. This just so happened to come off the top of my head because of my VA fever (which you have yet to feel the full effects of). So these thoughts would just remain as those for now. Aside from being a blog entry, of course.
I also realized that I basically blabbed about Zmeyette and what not but didn't really clarify who she is or what her significance in the Vampire Academy books is. Well, for one, it's a definite spoiler, and for another, I've really yet to blog about Vampire Academy. I love the books so much that I might be overthinking about how I blog that one out.
So for now, pardon me if my words seem foreign to you, like an inside joke or jargon of some sort, especially if you have not read the books. Although I do hope you got the hint and start reading. :P
And what do you know, I'm contemplating on the url of my blog, which is zmeyette.blogspot.com.
I just realized that the name might look as if the person blogging is posing as Zmeyette. I am called Zmeyette by myself and my friends, but we have our reasons. I just wonder if any VA lover like me would get mad because of this. I sometimes find myself quite annoyed by the profiles posing as the characters in the series, but I wonder if this wouldn't be pegged as the same. Or if not like that, would it be pegged as misleading, since obviously this is not solely about Vampire Academy?
I could change my url, but I like the present one, and I suck at creating titles and names. This just so happened to come off the top of my head because of my VA fever (which you have yet to feel the full effects of). So these thoughts would just remain as those for now. Aside from being a blog entry, of course.
I also realized that I basically blabbed about Zmeyette and what not but didn't really clarify who she is or what her significance in the Vampire Academy books is. Well, for one, it's a definite spoiler, and for another, I've really yet to blog about Vampire Academy. I love the books so much that I might be overthinking about how I blog that one out.
So for now, pardon me if my words seem foreign to you, like an inside joke or jargon of some sort, especially if you have not read the books. Although I do hope you got the hint and start reading. :P
The Nightreader's Take on the Nightwalker
Just finished reading the first installment of the Dark Days Series by Jocelynn Drake entitled Night Walker. At first I was just reading it because I had nothing else to do, but by the end of it I was reading and had almost nothing else done.
What's got me hooked? Angst--lots of it. But I'll go to that later. For starters, I like the way the characters talk; it must have something to do with the fact that the major characters are centuries old, and by that, I mean at least 600 years old. Anyone decades old or a century old is deemed young--imagine that? It follows, then, that I like the way the author narrates her story, because it is written from the point of view of the heroine (or is she? I'm still not too sure of the dynamics of this realm), Mira.
Speaking of Mira, I also like her. Really, I do. She is edgy, powerful, badass, sarcastic, playful, teasing, and very, very dear. She's a mix of good and evil and the need to survive and principles, it's so fun to pick at her character while she picks on another character's mind. And did I mention that she has a lot of issues and baggage that she'd rather forget but is catching up to her?
Well, that leads me to the point I've already mentioned earlier, which is angst. Mira is very angsty, she is different among her kind and that brings a lot of questions and mystery. Add to that her painful past, on different levels, and she's one tough-but-fragile bitch. Hm, I like the combination. Of course, it's not just her past that is painful--the present can prove to give her just as much, and maybe even more suffering. Lovely.
Am I scaring you? Don't worry, that's just me coming down from a high after reading a nice book. I just feel as if I've been there, felt stuff. The only thing that didn't happen (though it almost did), was me crying. Darn. That would mean that I really connected to the story and the characters. But who knows? I didn't cry in the first book of my favorite series as of the moment, Vampire Academy (I'll write about this later). And it almost happened anyway, so that's got to account for something.
What else did I forget? Oh, I never got to mention that this is also a vampire novel, although I think it's quite nearer to vampire canon (I'm comparing it to Twilight and Vampire Academy). Even so, it incorporates other races, such as lycans, warlocks, and what not, which I think is a difficult feat. So that's a plus point too.
Of course, I didn't really say much about the story itself, so you have to read it yourself. That is an amazing feat for me, I am telling you--I love giving people spoilers though I hate receiving such. As for me, I am looking forward to reading the next book, and I can't wait to see what new misadventures the characters go into and what new mysteries will be unraveled.
Oh, I am looking forward to more conflict and misery too. But for now, I shall sleep.
What do you like in a story?
P.S. Oh, and did I mention the fact that from start to finish, I've yet to find a trace of "true love" in the novel? It's kind of refreshing. Maybe in the next books I'll find some, though.
P.P.S. I'm Zmeyette, but I blogged about a different vampire story first. Would VA hate me? (You'll have your day/s, swear! XD)
Thursday, November 5, 2009
Hello Me
Baby steps. Little hops.
That is the theme of this blog, because I realize if I push myself too hard, I'll just fade away. I've tried many times and failed quite a lot, even when the blogging corresponded to a grade. Anyway, this is a journey of discovery-basically, discovering my writing style, and maybe even a different side of me.
Care to join me? XD
That is the theme of this blog, because I realize if I push myself too hard, I'll just fade away. I've tried many times and failed quite a lot, even when the blogging corresponded to a grade. Anyway, this is a journey of discovery-basically, discovering my writing style, and maybe even a different side of me.
Care to join me? XD
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