I simply felt like going through it again

The business of blogging, that is. So I’ve moved. Here.

That might just disappear one of these days. And when it does, you can love me again.

It’ll take me a while to sort the pages and the blogroll out, so give me a while and I should be back to browsing, hopefully. That is, if I’m not too busy with my fanfiction (it took me 10 days to write a chapter… 10 long days compared to the 2 hours I spent writing the prologue).

Or I’ll just stop all comments and turn it into an animeblog. It’ll help me improve my reviews, hmm.

To the confused souls, read this on the Numerator.

I want a punch line of my own. Because I’m witty and funny and uber-awesome super ultra cool.

A totally unrelated -but true- title that has no relation to this post whatsoever.

A totally unrelated -but true- image that has no relation to this post whatsoever. But that guy is a major asswipe. And if you’re wondering about his hand to face ratio, it’s 2:1

It’s been over two years since I began this blog. Unlike most personal blogs, I didn’t particularly go through my life’s ‘highs’ and ‘lows’ here. Quite frankly, I couldn’t care less. What I blogged about were mostly things that interested me in life. At one point, it became things I wanted people to know. Ah, now that I think about it, I’m disgusted. I began blogging on the 11th of April ‘07 for the sake of knowledge, poetry etc.  Now, that is a long lost purpose.

I’m unsure if this is a farewell for good… Or if I’ll return someday. Perhaps when I’ve experienced enough of life and have valuable things to say, I’ll return. Not that what I say now isn’t valuable already… But it seems somewhat forced on my part. I prefer to keep my wisdom to myself. That way, I know for sure that I’m above the rest of the world in some way or another. It’s a good feeling.

I created the first version of this post over a week ago. It was far longer and far pasty for my liking. So I deleted most of it. Who wants cliché when you’ve got The Ruler, right? Except you don’t have me.

Anyway… Farewell for now. I might be adding extra tidbits when and if my chin feels like it.

Her Highness,

d’Great Ruler-sama.

A note to the general public,

I, The Ruler, am uber-awesome super ultra cool.

- You can quote me on that one. Quote me does not mean plagiarise me, though.

Make it a better place

For you and for me and the entire human race. I will do my best, inshaAllah. May Allah subhana we ta’ala have mercy on your soul, for the humans sure showed little of it.

I grew up with you, I admired your attitude and your words and today they tell me ‘haram’ here ‘haram’ there. But what matters to my memories and what I am today, is the strength someone so far away from my reality as can be, could touch my heart so closely like so few can. I never believed the rumours and didn’t care, because all they ever could do was create pieces of crap whilst you lightened up so many hearts and lives. A star in our dark universe. My heart and life was one of them who were touched. You’ll never read this, nobody probably cares, but I had to write it down. My heart is aching, but at the same time, I’d never trade that I lived to hear and see you. Your legacy lives. They can say whatever they want but I pray Allah knows that you were able to help so many people! That you will find peace, inshaAllah. I pray and hope that quite badly.

Thank you, Michael Jackson. Thank you so much.

The death of my child and the arrancar encyclopedia

I spent today and yesterday transferring files from my laptop to my sisters’ then running system recovery… And then transferring files from my sisters’ to mine. Everything is fine, except my laptop somehow feels… new to me. It’s like my baby died and was replaced by an imposter. Ah~ How tearful that makes me. First I tried to trasfer using Windows Easy Transfer. But that was being a jackass. I seemed to lose connection every few minutes. And to transfer 1 GB of information was taking far too long. So I just used the good ol’ memory sticks.

I’ve lost all will to blog and read blogs. It’s tiring. All I want to do is lie on my bed and stare at the ceiling. Even after 2 or so weeks since the end of my exams, I feel tired and lazy.

But anyway… I’m back to blogging -temporarily- and I wonder how much longer my blogging self can live.

So I was watching Bleach today… Episode 213. I watch the preview and Shinigami Illustrated Book at the end of every episode for the sake of comedy. And this is what had me laughing:

The Captain -big guy with a funky headpiece- was moving his body up and down, and up and do- uhhm, anyway, the scene that followed was this:

Yes, I do pick up innuendoes somewhat easily, thanks to the many lessons… But that was simply too blatant. Right? But I must say, Gin, your eyes and smile – no, you yourself- are as enticing as ever. <3

- The Freakin’ Awesome Ruler-sama

Why I share a blog with The Ruler

Someone just asked me this and I thought hey, why not just answer right away.

Curious?

“Owh, oh… HO! Shit”

I am finally free. After weeks and weeks of exams and revision, I can finally put it all behind me. Well, not really. But for a while at least. In the past few weeks, I thought of so many things I wanted to do, so many things I wanted to blog about, so many things I wanted to learn… But now, I just want to sit back and relax. To unwind and to untense my trapezius. It’s been hurting me pretty bad since yesterday when I had to carry 10kg worth of books to school in my backpack. And that’s an estimate. I wouldn’t be surprised if it weighed more. Believe me, that’s no exaggeration.

I finished my chemistry exam 30 minutes early and slept. Everyone was writing and that made me uneasy… But to hell with it. It was my last exam, and until August 20th, I don’t give a rat’s dick. Exam finished sometime around 10:23… I walked out of the hall and shouted at the top of my lungs. It felt good.

We had lunch and then watched ‘The Hangover’ at vue. I quite liked the movie. I was warned that there would be scenes I might not be comfortable with. So I was somewhat prepared. But not for what was in store at the end. A clear and loud “owh, oh~HO, shit” was heard thoroughout the cinema just before the credits were shown. I loved the character of Alan… He reminded all of us of Chang (aka Lulu) with his ‘best friends’ song. I also loved Phil and Mr. Chow – the gay chinese man. The way he said, “toodooloo mother fuckers~” had me laughing pretty loud for a looong while.

After that, Gazza and Emily took me with them to shop for their prom dresses. We somehow ended up in the lingerie section, where Gazza wondered how it would be shopping for lingerie with a male friend. I said that it would be very different “because once you ask him how it looks on you, he’d get an immediate ka-ching.” She began laughing and told me how I grew since the first day she met me. Gazza showed me these gel paded bras which I thought were pretty cool. I wanted to see how the gel was like inside, but couldn’t. And all my attempts at freeing the gel was pointless.

… Anyway, I really ought to rest for a while before I resume everything. But here’s something I randomly felt like doing. I found it on Cookie Monster’s blog and iMuslim’s: My fifty first hurrphs

Summer 09 anime, my toe nails and other things

… And like the recent seasons, there’s a fair share of big boobies, ecchi and bishoujos – the girls in Princess Lover! are rather pretty IMO, but they have those off-putting big melons. Tch.

Recently it feels as though most anime are aimed at men/boys. There’re hardly any anime with bishounen in them. Depresses me really. It’s for that reason fangirls -such as myself- resort to shitty, soppy, and oh-so-cliché manga stories.

Unlike the other seasons, this season also brings us some yuri. Brrgh.

What I definitely plan to watch:

- Spice and Wolf II: I’ve been waiting for this one for a loooong time. Since last winter, to be precise. And if the OVA was any indication, this season should have some ‘Kyuu~’ moments.

- Umineko no Naku Koro ni: It’s a mystery/horror anime. And the male protagonist is pretty cool. The female protagonist is a witch that reminds me of Saber from Fate/Stay Night. Definitely worth having a look.

- CANAAN: TYPE-MOON, need I say more?

- Umi Monogatari: There’s a mermaid-san, and it looks like some good romance. The female protagonist reminds me of Yumemi from Sora wo Miageru Shoujo no Hitomi ni Utsuru Sekai. I rather liked her.

Some I might give a try:

- Sora no Manimani: It’s probably the very few shoujo anime out there. But the art doesn’t seem like something that’ll tickle me where it really tickles.

- Bakemonogatari: I get the feeling that I’ll drop this, but it’s worth a try. It’s got a weightless female protagonist. Hmmh.

- Taishou Yakyuu Musume: Sports anime rock… But I don’t know how well this will turn out to be. The image on the poster seems as though it’s some kind of shoujo ai, but whatever.

- Tokyo Magnitue 8.0: Yet again, I feel as though I’ll be dropping this series after the first episode. It gives off a sci-fi/mecha feeling that I absolutely hate.

Even though Haruhi Suzumiya no Yuutsu II does not appear on the list, I’ll definitely be following that too.

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I’ve only recently started watching Katekyo Hitman Reborn… And I’m totally in love -though, I don’t know what exactly that feels like- With Yamamoto, Lambo and Reborn. I-pin even. I really like GokuderaxTsuna. Heh. IMO, they make a great pair. Just like HijikataxGintoki. Ohohohoho~HOHO.

I’ve only watched 15 episodes so far. And the shittiest episode in terms of comedy was episode 2. In terms of the drawing/art, episode 5 beats the rest. Some scenes from that episode make the cool Hibari look like a bee… And extremely ugly. Gokudera and Yamamoto’s hairstyles change dramatically throughout the episode. That’s simply retarded.

Still, it’s a rather funny anime. No where close to Gintama, of course, but much better than those romantic comedies. Perhaps on par with Skip Beat though.

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I’ve recently come across a few people offline and online who tend to call themselves ‘weird’. And yes, I have a problem with that. A problem the size of a big, fat donkey bum. One, if you think you’re weird, fix yourself so you’re no longer weird. Because ‘weird’ people have others giving them ‘weird’ looks. Two, ~if you’re weird and you say it, and you really want to show it, if you’re weird and you say it, you are gay ~ YOU ARE GAY~

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And after a whole year of growing my toe nails -I keep them clean, btw, clip them and file them- I finally slaughtered them yesterday afternoon. They grew so big, my shoe size went up by one. Each big toe nail grew bigger than an inch. I measured.

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It’s past 2 pm, Mum’s out, dad’s out, my siblings are at school… There’s no food and no one at home to make me food. I was hungry and went down to search for something to eat, only to find that the last edible thing -a croissant- went down my own oesophagus for breakfast. The only things that were labelled ‘eat me’  were: bread, egg & mayo sandwich filling and strawberry jam.

… And this, an egg&mayo with strawberry jam sandwich, was my lunch.

The sandwich was oishiii (i.e. delicious)~ Trust me. Try it someday, hmm?

F5 away,

- The Narcissist Ruler-

Ohohoho~ What a horribly horrible paper… Eat shit, dear examiners

… And I hope you’ll somehow be able to see sense in what I’m writing between all the happiness because The Ruler’s back to blogging -she isn’t really, but she will be for a few minutes-

The update on my exams:

Biology W2 – Paper was okay-ish. I did better than I thought I’d do. Did my best. But then again, my all year average on that paper was somewhere around 27%… which is an U.

Statistics S2 – That was the day I lost all my love for statistics. Everything that made sense, no longer made sense that day. Also, that was the first time ever in my life I’d panicked because I couldn’t do a question. I think in three words, I shat it.

Maths C3 – Now, this was a lovely paper. As far as I can tell, I did wonderful. According to my calculations, I should lose no more than 2 marks. But then again, I must take into consideration the fact that I did no maths whatsoever for 3 weeks prior to the exam. And I went into the exam with only one mock paper to revise from (simply because I had two dreaded chemistry units that afternoon).
If you’d followed this year’s Apprentice, you’ll remember Ben’s “making money is better than sex” quote. To me, completing a difficult math is better than making money. Which makes it better than sex. Ahahaha~

Chemistry C4 and C5 – I found myself praying, “God, please help me. I’m shitting myself”. And then I found myself thinking, “that’s no nice way to talk to God”. And then, I apologised.
What pisses me off now is the fact that I’d figured out the answer to a calculation, but thought it was wrong and never wrote it down. It turns out that I was right. Apparently, Iron can have an oxidation state of +6.

Biology Unit 4 + 5 – Had my unit 5 paper been a human or a whimpering animal, I don’t think I would’ve hesitated to mercilessly mutilate it. Unit 5 is supposed to be respiration/evolution/genetics… There were more plants than anything else. Even if the question was on genetics and/or evolution, it was on how plants did it. I hate plants, and I hate biofuel. The two big topics. Tch. I was hoping genetics came up, but it didn’t. Neither did sexual reproduction -which I’d revised for- *cough*

I only have 3 more exams left. Two biology and chemistry synoptics, and one  maths C4. The Ruler needs all thy du’as and wishing wells. Oh yeah, she does indeed.

-The Mighty Ruler-

My week at her Hell (The strong little girl that was bullied)

I remember her quite well. She didn’t speak a lot. Her skin was pale white and she had fiercy red, curly hair. Green, big eyes that looked thoughtful but also a bit scared. A very smart girl. Very kind and caring. She didn’t fit in, not appearance-wise nor with personality-wise. Why? I’ll tell you why. Because children people can be cruel. To be one of the team, you’re ought to be alike in someway. She was very different. Difference is seldomly accepted. It screams “danger”. It screams not “normal”; it is dangering the secure and familiar atmosphere. The “normal”, “natural” atmosphere; which is nothing but man-made. Created by us and not a pattern destinied not to be changed.

Peaking out of a cloud

I’ve joined Twitter, just to see what it’s like. Doesn’t look like something I’ll be active on but whatever, I’m there.

Been working for a while now, but guess what, I decided to leave the job! Why? To get five people a day was too much for me. It’s not that the job was not fun, it was, but when I remembered I actually must earn my money, meaning I should be able to get at least 3-5 people a day… No, thank you. A partner of mine left with me aswell, haha. The boss was upset but he understood after explaining.

So I am searching for a summerjob again, but I have doubts I’ll find any, but I’ll try and find, inshaAllah.

I should be sending my grades and a copy of my passport to the Uni in London which I was applying for, but still haven’t done it… (Those were the conditions). I hope my grades are enough, but I myself don’t have much faith in it, I knew since long I had messed up with some of my exams. But at least I’ve got plans what to do if I do NOT get in to London.

The weather is being mean to us. It’s not nice to spend the summer without sunshine, but with lots of clouds and greyness. Graaaah!