Ah-la-la-la

I’m feeling tired right now, and I don’t know if it’s caused by dinner or an innate self-defence mechanism that triggers when I’m supposed to study (it makes me stay away from the notes, go to happy places, do happy things, like sleep or Call of Duty or to visit old manga shelf). But it’s Creative Strategy for Advertising tomorrow, which doesn’t require me to study, only make things up as creatively as I can (oh yay ain‘t I good at it? Ain‘t I?), so I guess I’m entitled to rest a bit and allow the happy place to kick in.


Today was action packed. The exam was easy and I didn’t know how to do it, and on the way home I made three illegal U-turns and got caught in a traffic jam, in which I saw someone picking his nose. And when I got home it was late, the dad had managed most of the chores, and I actually took time and listened to the news.


News that told me that the UMNO Supreme Council had suspended Bukit Bendera division chief Datuk Ahmad Ismail for 3 years, due to his racist remarks. Good for him, but he’s not being racist; he’s just being a nationalist. What’s wrong with you people?


(Three years is also very short. Something more viable would be a lifetime ban).


I’m not very political.


It’s a staple of my father to lament my lack of insight and knowledge of the political realm, something he considers of utmost importance if I actually intend to stick to a journalistic career path.


I didn’t tell him that journalism is more than politics, nor the fact that my journalistic views does not dictate me to follow our nation’s political development with as much mileage as I can handle; journalism, for me, is getting stories and telling it as it is; truth. But yes, obviously, such responsibility shouldn’t be given to those who knew not the truth, and know little of everything else. So yes, I should, probably, get more involved in politics. But no, quite honestly, I don’t really see myself heading that way.


I don’t see myself heading anywhere, anyways. I’ve blindfolded myself, turned around three times and walk wherever my legs lead me, and if I fall into a pothole, well, I don’t think I’ll still learn anything.


But then again, walking blindly is very lonely. Fearful.


It’s also very painful.

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Ah, this is worth noting.

Step 4 for the There She Is!! Flash animation series by SamBakZa is up. Head over here to see it: http://www.newgrounds.com/portal/view/456643


You probably don’t know it, but There She Is! By SamBakZa is probably one of the best flash animations around. Somewhat conventional-cute, but the animation is great, and the story effectively told plainly through music, animation and emotion. Great stuff. Check out the entire series if you can. You can find all of it at http://www.newgrounds.com/

Well then. Goodnight everyone.