Studying Weird Videos
Everytime I make an attempt to do serious work in the late nights, my plans are thwarted by, among other things, youtube. But somehow at the end of spending time doing NOTHING, I actually feel a sense of fulfillment for having had my fill of laughs and amusement. And then I retire to my cushy bed, dreaming of the assignment that could have been. 
Recently my friend told me about a clip he watched on youtube, a Japanese show called Silent Library. I went to look it up and what do you know? I’m hooked. This show is supposedly shot in staged libraries in Japan (i think they change the setup each time), with people ‘reading’ and a ‘librarian’. The show is basically a game of pulling tricks and pranks on each other; the funny part is that when the prank is being carried out, neither the victim nor the ‘torturers’ are allowed to laugh out/ scream out no matter how extremely painful/unbearable the prank is. The pranks are mostly painful or gross, but some are just plain ‘ol idiotic. I laugh till I start tearing, nonetheless. Most of the time I feel I might as well be in that library because when I watch, I too have to muffle my laughter since Baby is by my side!
(My favourite part is when the same guy has to be the victim for 3-4 times in row. And I cringe inside during the ‘Old Man Bites Tenderly’ part. Go figure.)
And on the other extreme, I stumbled upon a disturbing set of videos of a girl, probably 14-16, who does nothing but records her pretty face on video for up to 3 minutes everytime, and there are MANY videos like this of the same girl. Maybe I’m a bit slow in discovering these vids, because from the number of hits she gets, it seems like the whole world watches her. (search under MRirian and you’ll see all her videos).
At first I thought she’s such a gorgeous girl, blessed with beautiful eyes and all, and she KNOWS it. She tries to appear as cute and sweet with her dopey eyes, and sometimes she breaks out in her (pseudo) saccharine-sweet voice, speaking in Japanese (although she looks caucasian).
She does nothing sexual, but looking at the mouth-gaping comments she receives, I guess she is trying to (and successfully does) appeal to men who have a fetish for innocent, sweet young girls, with childlike voices. (Wait- isn’t this most men?) After watching for a while, I felt rather disturbed. It’s rather sick, actually, and I really wonder if the girl’s mother knows what she is up to. Harmless as they may seem, I feel this girl is in dire need of help; I am sure she has a dossier of psychological if not psychiatric problems. But most of all, I am very disturbed by the fact that she intentionally fans the desires of paedophiles (who unabashedly write out their carnal fantasies for her in the comments box), and thrives on such popularity.
I wonder if her mom knows of what she does in her little room.
If she doesn’t, I really hope she finds out very soon.
Three
Before I forget…
Tuai padi antara masak
Esok jangan layu-layuan
Intai kami antara nampak
Esok jangan rindu-rinduanAnak cina pasang lukah
Lukah dipasang di Tanjung Jati
Di dalam hati tidak ku lupa
Sebagai rambut bersimpul matiBatang selasih permainan budak
Daun selasih dimakan kuda
Bercerai kasih bertalak tidak
Seribu tahun kembali jugaBurung merpati terbang seribu
Hinggap seekor di tengah laman
Hendak mati di hujung kuku
Hendak berkubur di tapak tanganKalau tuan mudik ke hulu
Carikan saya bunga kemboja
Kalau tuan mati dahulu
Nantikan saya di pintu syurga
I know this song is a weeeee bit morbid, but I still think it captures the meaning of everlasting love. *sob*
…because I’m ol’ skool like that…
Novocaine for my soul
First of all, it is only 12 days into FEBRUARY, and I feel like it’s September. Or October. Secondly, I am back from a much needed five-day getaway (despite it being my school’s e-learning week, actually, not a HOLIDAY), and yet I feel more tired than ever.
There’s something about this semester that spells out D-R-A-G. I drag myself out of bed everyday, drag myself through the lectures and tutorials, and then drag myself back. Something about the configuration of crazy hours, buzzing of ‘philosophical ideas’ (that have NO RELATION to the module whatsoever) and most of all, the five-days-of-school arrangement that makes me so weary. Oh so weary.
Sometime in one of the lectures today, I had one of those BLANK moments, where I’m not even pretending to look interested in what is being said. I repeat, what was being said had NO RELATION to the module. Zilch. One of those moments that I’m not even humming a tune in my head, and not even scribbling Ooyah’s name/drawing flowers/making a list of what I want to eat. I literally went blank. No cognitive function at all. I think my eyes sort of dilated a bit. Well maybe they dilated a lot. Simply put, I basically looked like I went brain dead.
And one thing I learnt today, I am not made for those seats right in front, right under the lecturer’s nose.
For when my eyes sort of glazed over, the lecturer asked a question, and called out my name. Of course I had no idea what he had asked. I gave sort of a random answer, like, “I suppose so”, or something like that. That was not enough to snap me out of it, for a short while later, I went into comatose-mode again.
I guess sleep has a lot to do with it. I slept at 3am last night working on a powerpoint presentation, after a whole day spent in a car. On top of that, it’s that time of the month and I seriously feel as if my blood+life+spirit is being drained out of me. Draining. Slipping. Sucking the life out of me.
Gawddddd I need another break.
