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QotD: Current Mood Music

nobody@vox.com(Kaara) — Fri, 10 Nov 2006 22:50:53 +0800

What song best describes your current mood?
Submitted by Section31.

That would be I'm Alive by Disturbed. Due to some circumstances that would be revealed later in this post, this song actually reflects what I'm feeling right now. The band has become one of my favourites, thanks to AJ, who first introduced me to Disturbed. Now I can't stop listening to them, especially their latest album, Ten Thousand Fists. My mp3 player is filled with songs from their albums.

It has been quite some time since I last write anything in Vox. Come to think of it, I haven't been writing anything personal much. Guess I'm not into sharing the intimate details of my life on the net, I suppose. Well, things happened in the last few months. Lots of things; some are good, some are bad. Life is like that. The final exam is over for quite some time now (two weeks, I think) and I'm enjoying our much-deserved holiday. It's good to finally able to take a break from the confusing aspects of the language. I love English, but not its technicality.

Yesterday, I had an accident. I don't wanna talk much about it, except that it's not my fault. I'm not badly injured, just a bit shocked. It's my first major accident, and to think that I could've died just like that... It's scary. I've already talked about this in LJ and it's tiring to talk about it again. Because it'll make me remember that horrible experience.

I'm stopping here. Need to finish a new fic.

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QotD: Hello, Cleveland!

nobody@vox.com(Kaara) — Thu, 10 Aug 2006 09:39:36 +0800

If you had a band, what would you call yourselves?
Question submitted by Zoot.

The Desperates. Because that's what we're going to be. *laughs* I have no whatsoever inclination towards music, except the occasional bathroom-singing exercises (which had made nearly everyone suffer from earache). Although I'm in the college's choir group, I really can't follow music notes, for reasons unknown to me. And it's definitely not for the lack of trying! So, is currently feeling envious towards those that can proudly display their musical prowess.

Talking about bands, I can't get GLAY out of my mind now, or more specifically, Takuro.

TAKURO027

I mean, it's kinda usual for me to get interested in someone or something for a short while (eg Exile, Miyavi, various RPG games) but this is getting serious. I admit that I had formed some sort of a prejudice towards the band in the first place, but now... My playlist is composed mostly of Glay songs, all composed by Takuro. I always have a soft spot for the less popular but uberly talented member of a band. There are nothing special about those songs though, other than their rather catchy and upbeat (for a JRock group, anyway) style. He seems to be fond of writing lyrics based on his past experience, either in life or love. I'm sure I've heard of better songs, such as Laruku's and Diru's. I need to get my brain checked. Maybe it's dysfunctioing (again).

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Kaara - Saturday, July 22, 2006 3:04:44 PM

nobody@vox.com(Kaara) — Sat, 22 Jul 2006 15:05:16 +0800

Painted in Grey

She is an artist at heart, and she sees her life as one big canvas of an unfinished portrait. To her, the life she is living is painted in shades of grey; from an almost jet black hue, to the light, whitish grey of the softest pigeon’s feathers. At times, there are splotches of bright colours in the middle of a sea of grey, signifying interesting (though not necessarily good) events in an otherwise dull life. But those vivid tints are rare occurrences, and she despairs every time she looks back at the unreachable past. Some say that it is better to know joy for a few seconds than none at all, but to her, longing over something wonderful that she had tasted only too briefly is a grief far beyond spoken words. But still, she continues painting, because she can see that the canvas stretches farther than what she can perceive. The portrait needs to be finished. She continues mixing black and white on the palate she holds, and paints her life in bold brush strokes. Shades of grey soon replace the barren whiteness of the canvas, and she sometimes forgets the existence of any other colours. Because grey is the only colour that she remembers.

Grey symbolises mediocrity, the background noise

"Grey life", meaning mere existence without much sense or goal.
A "grey person" is someone who goes unnoticed, a wallflower.

Grey is associated with Autumn, bad weather and sadness.

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Kaara - Saturday, July 22, 2006 2:38:08 PM

nobody@vox.com(Kaara) — Sat, 22 Jul 2006 14:38:38 +0800

Well, seeing that I've had this account for several days already (thanks to Mek *glomps*), I figured that I might start writing in it. Nothing much happened, as always, though my class won the nasyid competition in MKI (Minggu Kesenian Islam/Islamic Art Week). That comes as a pleasant surprise, because I thought that the other groups were good too. But nothing is more shocking than knowing that Sabrina (of all people) won the Maqalah section. I swear we were all laughing at her.

My lecturer told me to meet the college's counsellor. Damn. And it has something to do with my (apparently disturbing to her) mood swing. Double damn. What the heck am I suppose to talk with the counsellor? I've never went to any session with any counsellor before; why the hell should I start now? That woman is going to be the death of me. I don't need a counsellor, or a one-on-one talk. What I need is... well, I don't know. Money, I suppose. And a boyfriend. *snerk* Not that it's going to be much of a help.

Found a new obsession. Glay's Kubo Takuro. \>____</

I know, I know. I said that I didn't like Glay that much, but really, I must've missed the presence of Takuro before. When I look at their group pictures, my eyes immediately picked out Takuro amongst the four. *melts* I don't know why, but I must've had something for tall guys and guitarists. It seems as though I adore the lot of them. *looks at pictures of Ken and various guitarists in her folders* I must've had eyes for talent because he composes almost all Glay's songs, has a sense of humour (a hug plus this one), is not the 'I'm-cool-and-mysterious' type of J-Rocker and is single. Not that I have much of a hope to even know him in person, but a girl can dream, yeah?

Is currently feeling sort of sleepy. So, maybe I'll find something more to write later.

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