For those of you who like to keep up, the last post was 306 days ago. Har.
| these posts were tagged " personal & emo" (slug name: personal) i.e. betraying major details of my life and my personal feelings |
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Sun: Jan 20 2008
"’tis orange i taste" Seems almost a sin for me to write so soon after my last post, and I wasn’t even sure this was blog-worthy (…not that everything else I’ve ever blogged about is) - but in the end, rereading this bit below, taken from this blog, made me log in to WordPress with indignation:
Just Googling ‘orange smarties’ will get you lots of forum/discussion links where people debate the existence of a different flavour in the orange Smartie. Guess what: An archived Nestlé[1] page says yes, there is, it’s orange-flavoured. A page on Nestlé UK affirms it. The reason for my indignation is obviously because I am one of those aforementioned crackpots. I have for some time argued[2] that the orange Smartie tasted different from (and nicer than) the others, which was why I always sought it first when encountering one of ‘em tubes. I would wonder if it was just all in my head. But now the Internet has eased my anxieties again - I am not alone. Nor was I wrong, ha! * 1 - This is not the first time I have mentioned the brand. It appears briefly in the post I wrote on an AIDS talk. |
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Fri: Jan 18 2008
"lonely gloves" I was in London last December on two separate occasions, and both times managed to lose one half of a pair of gloves. (No, they were not 2 halves of the same pair. Somehow that feels that like a sillier thing to do than to lose one glove each from two different pairs…) I lost one glove at the very busy London Eye (I was with my family, and funnily enough, was not the only one to have lost a glove here), while the other I didn’t even realize was missing until a few days after arriving back in Coventry. I probably lost it at the Victoria Coach Station.
I would now still be stung by the losses - one of the pairs, particularly, had only been bought a week before (typical) - if I hadn’t predictably gone off and bought new pairs of gloves, WAHAH. That said, I feel sorry for the ones that had been abandoned by their partners. The picture over there show my sad gloves. Then I thought it would be a pretty interesting thing to Google. Lost gloves of the world, you have not been entirely abandoned. If anything, you have quite a following:
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Wed: Nov 21 2007
"pieces. good and bad." A piece of idiocy “We get up, nice and early, for nothing.” - a coursemate Waking up to the annoying vibrating alarm of my phone, lying in bed another 15 minutes unwilling to get up, taking far too long in the shower cherishing the warmth, preparing breakfast and discovering mould on the bread and thus quickly gobbling up some cereal instead, early morning bus queues, the dread of having to stand for 20 minutes on a bus wading through morning traffic, turning up 5 minutes late in the end… The annoyance of going to campus for a 9am lecture only to discover it’s been cancelled. A piece of kindness Any student at Warwick Uni will tell you that of the main buses that go to our campus. I use the #12, which serves Coventry city centre and the common student residence area. The pink (bright, strawberry ice cream pink) Unibus go to Leamington, Sydenham, and I think Kenilworth. So the other day I missed the #12 by seconds, seconds. I had run, in fact, to catch it, but the driver either didn’t see my figure in his rearview mirror or had chosen to leave me behind. As I catch my breath watching the damn bus happily drive away to the next stop (5-10min walk that would not help me catch the bus in time), I thought of having to wait for the next bus, and then the pink bus stops next to me, usually completely useless to me, except that no one is actually waiting to get on it, which is strange because the door has just opened… “Get on, luv. I’ll take you to the next stop and maybe you can catch it there.” A free hop on a bus whose service I didn’t patronise! Thanks, mister. The next minute I was on the bus, watching the #12 ahead with anticipation, swearing at crossing pedestrians slowing down our chase, and we arrived at the bus stop with the #12 still there! But fate did not want me on that bus. (It wanted me to drop by the campus supermarket and pick up cereal for my housemate and dishwashing liquid for the house.) The moment the door of the pink bus opened for me, the #12 took off, its driver waving amicably at my helper, who in turned yelled at the glass window, “You moron!”. I was grateful though for the show of kindness, and got off the bus thanking the driver for the effort. There are good people in the world. (A friend of mine remarked though that it might not have happened if I’d been a guy. I disagree, but it is a thought.) |
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Thu: Nov 08 2007
"baby you’re still mine" Talk about a static page. Well, almost. But the truth is, I haven’t forgotten my blog. I haven’t run out of things to write about, things that capture my imagination or indulge my senses, or things that for emotional flaws in me or for a sense of justice infuriates me beyond reason, or things that make me love or hate, or things that simply make up your life experiences, continually shifting and shaping the person you are. A week ago I started writing a feminist rant, and was in the process of moulding it into something a bit more concrete, but life got in the way. Our Bruneian community at uni was busy last weekend, and this week, three lectures less due to ‘Reading Week’ (applicable only to one module), I still have an assignment to finish and a test to prepare for which I cannot do over this weekend. That is probably the first time I put my studies ahead, in priority, of something else I really wanted to do. Feel proud for me. I want to make something out of my third year, and to finish my degree thinking, “Okay, I screwed up the first two years, but WHOA was I on fire in the last year!” (…which is lame, and terribly optimistic.) That said, I really want to put up that post, so hope that I find some time soon to do so. I still aspire to turn this blog into something more than link dumps, more than vague thoughts, randomly tossed in together. Thank you to you people who keep coming. I know you’re out there. So, moving on to the bloggy bit, for now. First, the link: This blog post may be from a year ago, but it still echoes a lament one feels after having watched the public, personal Internet grow up in the last ten years. (I kid you not - I have been online for ten years. You don’t want to see my old websites.) I personally despise the generic WordPress template, among other things that have become the common everyday Internet experience. I miss websites with original, specific intent - that weren’t blogs. I have mentioned this once. And then the randomly dropped piece of information you may file into the space you allocated for tidbits about me, if any: I have become interested this year in the computing history. This from the girl who hated History back in lower secondary. Thank you Martin Campbell-Kelly. Till the next post. |
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Fri: May 25 2007
"final fantasy bootlegs" I just discovered that my copy of the Final Fantasy VII Original Soundtrack (or “Sound Track” as it is spelled on the front) is a bootleg
… Though technically bootlegs shouldn’t even be posted on Discogs. But anyway it’s true. There’s no copyright logo on the boxset (though it does say “WARNING: All Rights Reserved. Unauthorized duplication is a violation of applicable laws.“) and it is Made in Taiwan. I thought it was legit because it came with a little booklet with some of Yoshitaka Amano’s artwork (especially on the front), some screenshots from the game, illustrations of the main characters, and the tracklisting of the 4 CDs in Japanese. I guess that’s not too hard to duplicate nowadays. Also, if by the above reasoning my copy of the FF VII soundtrack has now descended to “illegal copy” world, then my copy of the first Black Mages CD is also a bootleg; no copyright information, and the supposed “Made in Taiwan” give-away - though its production quality was always a little less convincing then the FF VII soundtrack copy. I’m disappointed… If I’d wanted to buy a bootleg, then I’d have at least got one cheap, you know? But I guess compared to Asian-bought bootleg-cheap, 1/3 of the original price might be considered cheap here. Like this woman last year I was giving a presentation to, she was talking about buying illegal copies of software for like 20 GBP and my Chinese coursemate and I were like ‘no no, you can get them much cheaper where we come from’. Anyway, anyone know any good places to get original game music? UK sites preferably. Otherwise I already know of GameMusic.com and SquareSound. Not that I should be busy spending money on such things just before exam season… ;P As for the eBay auction, the seller might not realize his/her copy of the FF IX soundtrack is a bootleg. Apparently a lot of auctions for FF music, especially imports, are likely to be illegal copies. Just a warning for those of you who also like spending lots of money on similar things and would prefer to know in advance, to further consider the purchase, the legitimacy of the product. On a (not entirely) separate note. Does anyone know of any websites where you can see pictures of actual CDs (and not just the case cover) of music albums? Maybe someone should start one. XD * * * Btw I’ve watched Pirates of the Caribbean: At World’s End. * * * Self-awareness: Do you notice I’ve put a <blockquote> in every post I’ve made lately? The photos? Less brackets? In my bid to become more reader-friendly, especially yous people nowadays who expect more things from the blogs you read. Hah. |
I’m sorry to keep boring you like this.
i.e. the kind that is a copy of the original. I was considering getting the FF IX soundtrack on eBay and that was when I made my discovery. A Miya Records is listed as the label of my copy of the soundtrack and according to 
