youtube's down for the moment. and i'm so tired. exams are draining me, the family's draining me. the next time you see me i'll be a ghost of my former self. i need timeout.

gto's been my temporary stress reliever. and so is writing letters and listening to japanese bands/singers. just as long english is not used. i kinda get sick of the sound of english after a while. not that i'm sick of the look and feel of it. just don't talk to me in english. if you want to, speak to me in english with another accent rather than the traditional english/american/australian. i can still tolerate the rest.

don't you think i'm weird. i think i'm weird. hmm.

i went back to parapara for a bit yest and the day before. funny how you never forget the dance moves. and how just throwing yourself to physical exertion pushes everything else out of your mind.

watch nausicaa valley of the winds yest too. never grow sick of hayao miyazaki's films. his films are really thought-provoking. not like some silly old kid movie about roadtrips and growing up. fern gully. must watch that next. i miss that show.

been thinking much on what i wanna do in uni next year. culture studies and linguistics. though my uncle patrick did warn me that degrees like those have no definate job ending. but what the heck. if i don't enjoy what i'm doing, i might as well not go to uni at all.