After all this time I’ve finally managed to properly immerse myself in anime once more. I have been watching Sayonara Zetsubou Sensei, Lovely Complex, Darker than Black, Sailor Moon, Hataraki Man and will watch Mononoke once the subs come out. It’s a great feeling, and I hope I can maintain this feeling that I’ve lost due to my DotA addiction for about a year (which reminds me of momotato). Allow me, however, despite the lateness, to post my first impressions regarding these shows.
Archive for the ‘NHK ni Youkoso’ Category
We just had our first exam on Organic Chemistry yesterday, and I was happy because I regained confidence in myself: if one read my previous posts, I cried foul at our Histology exam because it was just so damn difficult that after taking it I felt as if I were as smart as a snail. Even though I did study for that exam, it was just sadistic: a lot of things that were undiscussed came out. Thankfully, the opposite was true with our Organic Chemistry exam. What came out was what our teachers (since there are two in our class) taught us. It was a relief and somewhat a confidence-booster, because I think I did well in that exam. We have another coming on Thursday (this time on Japanese), though, and we were supposed to have one tomorrow (on the laboratory aspects of Histology), but it was thankfully postponed due to a tragedy in the family of our teacher. I hope her (our teacher’s) dad finally gets true and peaceful rest. (more…)
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It’s the problem of every student: school is cramping their style and their lives, and it’s my problem as well. I haven’t really watched the amount of anime I would have liked to, but then again, I’ve promised I’ll be more serious towards my studies this semester. (more…)
Class for the second semester begins tomorrow. That would subsequently mean that my intermittent posts will become even more intermittent as I’m expecting a difficult semester ahead of me. I’ve had fun in the last few days of my vacation; I’ve coalesced into blog posts different ideas and concepts whirling in my head; most of all, however, I’ve watched a fair share of anime â€“ and this is simply the best goodbye to freedom that I’ve imagined. Before I disappear into oblivion, however, I’ve written entries in different places on different things. I didn’t think it was apt to cram my insights on highly disparate things like my previous post on my bid farewell to constant activity; I should think that the reader would want more organization than entropy on a written entry. My previous post was the antithesis of order: one section dealt with psychology and economics; one section dealt with self-flagellation and guilt; the final section dealt with an up and coming anime. That entry was the quintessence of chaos. I shall try to write this entry in a more logical and easy-to-digest manner (and also try to make it fun). â™ª
On Otoboku â€“ 2
I am not gay. I am not gay. I am not ga- ZOMG GOD SAVE MY SOUL I AM A HEATHEN BEING WHO WILL BE EXECRATED IN ETERNAL DAMNATION.
Traps are SERIOUS BUSINESS. See, I think I’m gay right now for Mizuho to the extent of imagining
her him being done by some random guy in a hen- OH SHI- LOOK AT THE TIME. The second episode continued the hilarity of the first. So, was I weird when I got turned on with Shion and Mariya fondling her his breasts? I’m scared of myself now. I was also reminded that the OP and ED were just cute. ‘~I give you anything my love â™«’
~KAMI-CHAMA ONEGAI TASUKETE! â™ª
On NHK – 18
It was lucky that I watched it before I did Otoboku, because Otoboku seemed to cushion jarring impact that the latest episode had towards me. I had time to laugh it off, else I’d have been stuck being in an ugly mood for the rest of the evening. This episode was totally pathetic that I cursed the world immediately afterwards because it was just so harsh to these people. There is hope, however, because the story has drastically deviated from the manga â€“ a happy ending is quite possible, and that’s what I’m hoping for. I could discuss deeper the implications of this deviation, but I tackled it (although in a discursive manner) already here.
(written on Nov. 3)
I’ve finally done a pogrom against hackneyed literature with the reading of Steinbeck’s The Moon is Down. His literature is not as terse or brief as Hemingway’s or as serpentine or long-winded as Faulkner’s, but I would argue that he’s among the best writers (American or not) of short novels (and novels at that), even better than the names I’ve mentioned above â€“ Lupus (I wonder where you’ve got this name â€“ this is an autoimmune disease, right?) noted two posts ago that he was bored witless with The Old Man and the Sea â€“ to tell the truth, although I liked that novella, I’d say Of Mice and Men was written better than that. Though The Moon is Down isn’t as good a novel as Of Mice and Men, I’d say it still ranks well among the world’s classics. One can break a man’s heart; one can destroy everything important to that said man; but one can never break another man’s spirit â€“ a man can be imposed on, but he can never be conquered unless he chooses to be. Although The Moon is Down was originally written to be a propagandist novel, I’d say it transcended that purpose and presented something more universal which are (from what I perceive) the ideas I’ve noted above. Having said that, I’m thankful that I’ve somewhat regained the sapor in reading that I temporarily lost with A Time to Speak. (more…)
I’m going to act conceited and selfish once more, but kindly allow me to rant (once more) because my schooldays have gone increasingly vapid, and in a sense have become worthless to me. I know and recognize that I am in utmost danger from succumbing to the call of becoming a freeter, but circumstances in my family won’t allow that; to be more exact, however, I won’t allow that. Despite having become increasingly disillusioned with myself I would not want to sink in a quagmire of intense guilt will I not continue with my studies, for the burden of me studying in a place far from home (despite having free tuition in a prestigious school [supposedly]) is heavy enough for them. I cannot bear seeing them still working in their old age despite having passed the age for retirement, and I will never forgive myself if I cannot return the nurturing that they gave me while I was growing up. (Such is really the problem of marrying late.) I even wrote a haiku.Â (more…)
I guess I’m killing my parents slowly. Yes, I’ve thought (and still think) I’m pretty smart, but that wasn’t entirely from my perspective: my parents until now think I’m a real genius incapable of failure if I tried hard enough. My teachers of yesteryears similarly think so, and my siblings think I’m some god that they should emulate and obey. Though it may be extremely fun for some, I’m not someone with a god complex. In fact, I only think I’m smart; I don’t know if I truly am. I wonder why some people can’t realize the inherent difference between personal assumption and universal knowledge. (more…)
The thirteenth episode of NHK ni Youkoso! for now seems to be the pinnacle of this series. It became a visual short story interwoven with many pastiches of meaning as well as reflections on human nature put into play from the interactions of the characters subsumed in this series. (more…)
Despite my efforts to study assiduously for an exam (to the extent of abnormally giving a whole week so I could properly prepare for it) I didnâ€™t even get a decent score when compared to the time Iâ€™ve studied. It really just enervates one; yet it would have been alright had it not happen to the only two exams I really tried to prepare for and study. But I guess thatâ€™s life.
My lack of posting can be attributed to my DotA playing, as usual â€“ but also to my intermittent and horrific Internet connection. Iâ€™ve kept on using Pugna and relatively have gotten better with him, but thatâ€™s my life in a nutshell.
Onward to anime Iâ€™m awaiting â€“
Of course, Iâ€™d be lying to myself if I said I wonâ€™t watch Death Note and D. Gray Man, because I probably will. Theyâ€™re probably going to be among the better anime coming out this fall season.
Iâ€™m also avidly awaiting Prime Minister of Japan â€“ I havenâ€™t seen a political anime yet, especially one that is a satire of Japanese politics. Aside from that, this is just a post saying that Iâ€™m alive.
Iâ€™m still thoroughly enjoying Welcome to the NHK! â€“ itâ€™s among the few anime along with Air Gear that Iâ€™m watching despite the horribly appalling net connection I have.
This post is really just an update â€“ Iâ€™m not dead. Not yet, anyway.