http://aziar.blogdrive.com/ scribbling inside a rice bowl Thu, 31 Jan 2008 00:09:16 PST http://www.blogdrive.com Copyright 2008. http://aziar.blogdrive.com/archive/207.html Wed, 30 Jan 2008 14:57:23 GMT As I was sitting there, half-listening to the professor, sketching a lopsided brain diagram while I toggled in my mind an estimated time to which my seatmates would arrive, the professor commented to an answer he read in the quiz we had last week. Notes to self: Pars triangularis and pars opercularis do not cover the insular lobe. It's not even a gyrus for pete's sake.The easiest way to get inside a professor's memory bank is to give him a heart attack (therefore nearly killing him) with the extraordinary powers of your stupid answers.A change of first name, surname, and possibly even your... (more) http://aziar.blogdrive.com/comments?id=207 http://aziar.blogdrive.com/archive/206.html Fri, 09 Nov 2007 13:35:50 GMT It's funny how sometimes no matter how positively spiffy your life appears to be, you begin to take notice of those little cracks on the wall, the minute specks of peeling paint, the slight rusting at the edge of your roof. You've just bought that adorable furniture you've always wanted and everything seems to be running as it should be: house by the seaside, seabreeze strategically blowing through your porch, your new couch facing the tv at your optimal viewing distance, well-stocked fridge, a PC completely attuned to your working habits, satisfactory intellectual life, your books... (more) http://aziar.blogdrive.com/comments?id=206 http://aziar.blogdrive.com/archive/205.html Thu, 01 Nov 2007 10:55:55 GMT There are two freaking candles standing in front of our doorway, casting an eerie yellow glow on our front yard. Gawd. I hate Halloween. Because right where I am now, Halloween doesn't necessarily equate with candies and kiddie costumes. Our country's Halloween customs are quite fundamentalist: ghosts, scary stuff, cemetery, scary stuff, man-eating monsters, and more scary stuff. The TV's starting to fill up with ghost-interest stories (haha) and some random ouija board horror mayhem. I am not a fan of horror movies, or anything remotely scarier than a sleepy cat. So me and Daddy dearest... (more) http://aziar.blogdrive.com/comments?id=205 http://aziar.blogdrive.com/archive/204.html Thu, 25 Oct 2007 18:45:24 GMT A number of weeks ago, I said to myself: *brain noise**brain noise* "Before I start keeping this sort of autobiographical drivel in the net again *brain noise**brain noise* I swear *brain noise* I'll change the layout I'm so tired of and *brain noise* stop these ridiculous *brain noise* noises *brain noise* *brain noise* *brain noise* in my head *brain noise*" And well, after imposing such strict terms for my long hiatus, look what I came back with? A nonchange in my layout. Such is my affliction of laziness. *more brain noise* ************ In other matters, everybody's getting extremely... (more) http://aziar.blogdrive.com/comments?id=204 http://aziar.blogdrive.com/archive/203.html Fri, 10 Aug 2007 11:57:09 GMT I'm well aware that most of the time, I'm just spouting cyber-trash into the whole internet space. And that more often than not, I'm just talking to myself here (which I think, kinda suits me, since I'm writing here purely on self-gratification without much inkling for audience entertainment). At present, in the here and now, I'm struggling to get everything into order. Academics. Life. Dreams. I'll stop writing here for now. I don't want to keep blabbing the same kind of things day in and day out. I'll be coming back to write again when I manage to renovate the whole blog... (more) http://aziar.blogdrive.com/comments?id=203 http://aziar.blogdrive.com/archive/202.html Wed, 25 Jul 2007 15:32:21 GMT According to the ideal world that is in my mind, right about now I should have been busy recounting/reviewing the attacks of the Tatars/Mongols on the principalities of Russia, tracing the location of the Dnieper and the Volga rivers, reading more on Kiev and Novgorod and Moscow, or just generally studying for my Russian history (eeek!) exam on friday. But. No. After pulling an all-nighter to finish a new book (not even remotely related to academics), instead of cramming for the coming exams, I am reading comics and drowning myself in moar Nodame Cantabile goodness (and more random useless... (more) http://aziar.blogdrive.com/comments?id=202 http://aziar.blogdrive.com/archive/200.html Sat, 21 Jul 2007 07:14:10 GMT I don't know why I keep on getting swamped by work in the end, work that shouldn't be mine in the first place. No matter how I bargain for a sensible amount of workload (and winning that said bargain), there is that inevitable workings of fate that lead others to dump their work on me. I keep on saying to myself that it's all just a matter of perspective -I'm not really swamped by everything and I'm just being whiny. But. But. This just happens too frequently. I'm starting to wonder if this is the world again bullying me or am I just too anal-retentive that I'm never satisfied with others'... (more) http://aziar.blogdrive.com/comments?id=200 http://aziar.blogdrive.com/archive/199.html Tue, 17 Jul 2007 16:16:57 GMT Come on people. Doing a little work wouldn't hurt, right? I mean, I'm fully aware that you're all busy and I appear to have no social life at all, laid back, and easy peasy with life right now, so you think it's okay to let me take everything. But NO. It's not okay. The operative word up there is I APPEAR to be laid back/not busy, but really I am, well, busy. I just happen to be very good in hiding it. So please, let's do the work equally 'kay? Unless you want me to go ballistic randomly on one hot afternoon and go smashing myself to other people's bits. http://aziar.blogdrive.com/comments?id=199 http://aziar.blogdrive.com/archive/198.html Sat, 14 Jul 2007 15:24:05 GMT So, I laughed out loud against the uncomfortable silence following Sirius Black's death in Harry Potter and the Order of the Phoenix. In that squick of a nanosecond I forgot I was watching in a proper theater and not at home, so any restraint to hold off whatever weirdnesses brimming in my head was nonexistent. It's not that I hate Sirius Black. In fact, he's one of my most beloved characters in Harry Potter. He's death in the book had left me teary-eyed for a couple of days and had me hating Harry for all his emo contributions towards the death of his godfather. But why the laugh? Maybe... (more) http://aziar.blogdrive.com/comments?id=198 http://aziar.blogdrive.com/archive/197.html Mon, 09 Jul 2007 18:02:08 GMT ...but you still manage to get away with things, just in the nick of time. But me still five long pages away from finishing my paper due just hours later... is a whole different matter. This is it. I'm gonna die http://aziar.blogdrive.com/comments?id=197