Of School and Ouran Love

The first week of school of the semester is finally over.

Lectures and tutorial have been interesting but I still cannot cut the habit of doing everything else except listen to whatever's being said by the lecturer/tutor.

I've been reading manga (:

But I'm still pathetically slow because for the past few days, I've been watching Ghost Hunt.

Everyone should watch it. Mwaha. Great for people who like horror movies and this one has a whole lot of eye-candy in it too! Rawr.

I've also been lacking sleep, particularly on the first day of school because I couldn't get to sleep. Excitement, maybe. Or it could be because I was too used to sleeping at 1 or later for two weeks that my body clock was zonked out and had to be reset.

Monday was a horribly long day too, with lecture after lecture in the same cockroach-infested (okay lah, not so bad. 2 cockroaches) LT, with Japanese class after. Thank God daddy came to fetch me after class. I was sleeping all the way home.

Finally caught up on sleep today. I think I was out for almost 12 hours. Whee. Alas, even though its Sunday tomorrow, I can't sleep in. Mum's been bugging me to go back to a cell group and because of certain situations at home (thank God the tension has died down already), I'll be joining my sister's cell of which she has been MIA for a very long time.

It feels funny, going to cell after about two or three years just attending church. I hope I won't be as closed-minded as I was in the past, to be more accepting of the people around me. I generally don't like people asking about me, people nosing about in my private life unless I come and talk to the person about it. Which is why I hate doing surveys and stuff. I also hate being disturbed in school by some person or the other asking me to fill in some survey form or something. Even those people who go around evangelising in school. I know its very un-Christian of me to be feeling that way, but do they have to share with people who are already Christians? Wouldn't they be spending their time in a more productive way if they were speaking to non-Christians? And sometimes, I make my body language very clear that I have things to do and that I don't really feel like talking, but its either they are really ignorant, or feigning ignorance.

I just like to be alone in the mornings before lectures start, to unwind a little and prepare myself for class, not to be bothered by people who want to ask questions, to fill in a survey form or a questionnaire. It really, really annoys me.

Bleh.

And of course, I've gone waaaaay off tangent from what I've intended to blog about. Seems like I'm starting to turn off my internal editor already, as Mr Sharpe would say, and ventured into free-writing.

Meep.

I've finally purchased the Ouran art book I've been coveting ever since I saw it at Kino last week, I think. Mwaha. It is loooove.

Here's a snippet of a conversation on MSN (about the art book) -

Me: I randomly turned to a page... AND THERE WERE TWO PAGES FULL OF KYOUYA.
XT: ........
XT: How much blood was there?

Meh. I had a bad nosebleed and went to otaku heaven xD

And here's Kyouya....


I think I have a fetish for guys with specs.

Okay, that was too generic. I like guys with specs, yes, but of course there are exceptions. The guys I'll probably only get infatuated with would be those in an anime or a manga.

Bah.

I shall stop writing for now, mum's asking me not to sleep too late because I'll have to wake up early to attend cell tomorrow.

おやすみなさい。