"If you begin to regret, you'll dull your future decisions and let others make your choices for you. All that's left for you then is to die. Nobody can foretell the outcome. Each decision you make holds meaning only by affecting your next decision." -Erwin Smith
Every time I go out to buy shoes, I can't seem to get the right one for me. Most of the time, the shoes that me and my dad would buy would be too small. On the other hand, when I'm with my mom, the shoe fits just right. In other words, my dad and I don't know how to pick shoes.
Just a few weeks ago, I needed to get a pair of heels for the prom. The problem was that I was going with my dad to Mapua that Saturday. I asked my mom to show me the kind of heels that I would buy so that we could go to the nearest SM to get a pair of it. In the end we weren't able to find the exact same heels in SM. Instead, we bought shoes that looked like it. My mom got a bit mad that the heels were a darker color and that it was three inches high instead of two. The good part was that we were able to buy both the heels and a pair of red flats for about Php990. Then there was another occurrence two years ago where my rubber shoes got broken in the middle of walking with my dad to Mapua. We had to go to that same SM and bought a new pair. The problem was that the rubber shoes that we bought was a bit too small for me and my feet ached by the end of the day. We had no other choice but to give those pair of shoes away, what a waste.
To conclude, I really don't know how to choose shoes that are my size. It's only recently that I figured out my shoe size is 36-37 or 6 in adult size. It's a bit embarrassing that I don't know how to choose a pair of shoes for myself.
I believe that everyone has a talent. Whether it's being talkative or just plain sleeping, a talent is something unique in an individual that most people don't have. When we think of the word 'talent' we often think of it as singing or dancing, or maybe even in a form of art. The thing is, almost anything can be called a talent.
Talents come in two ways, you either worked hard for it or you're just a natural at it. Most people don't discover their natural talent, they might not even find it at all. We are often faced with a much bigger challenge; working for it. When people strive to be good at something. there is usually a motive to it. Boys might go to the gym and work out to impress a girl they like. A girl might start having singing lessons to join a choir. There is always an ulterior motive behind what everyone is working hard for, so what if there's no actual goal? There's a possibility that the person just wants to develop better handwriting or maybe even a better version of themselves. The latter is proven true as majority of people wants to fit in the society. People 'enhance' themselves in order to keep up with the ever growing community. We want to feel as if we're part of something. If we don't have that 'special thing' that makes us part of something, people will feel lonely. Talents are also what binds us together as a community. We need to cover up each and every one's weaknesses with our own strengths.
Everyone has a talent. We just have to find the right one that suites us. In fact, we just do what we want to do and show the world "Hey! this is me!" in big red bold letters.
A Messenger Visual Novel (English Opening sung by: JubyPhonic)
This game has been trending over the past year. Fortunately I'm able to play it now. The downside is the mechanics of the game. Unlike most visual novels, wherein you wait for your energy to refill after 4 hours or so, this is the type of visual novel where you have to adjust to it. The actual story or 'conversation' doesn't start unless someone other than you goes 'online'. Basically it's a visual novel in a form of a group chat with hot anime characters. This style of visual novel blew in the anime community. It didn't matter to them whether their voices were dubbed in Korean, just give them a two dimensional character to talk to then it will be big within the anime clubs.
I did like the fact where a character would call you occasionally. Since this is a mobile game the game developers were probably thinking of something unique. Within the game you'll only be given eleven days to play. Everyday at a certain hour or so, a chatroom will appear and you have a chance to participate in it. If you miss the chatroom because you were busy at that hour, then that's no problem! In Mystic Messenger you can view the chat rooms you missed and how the conversation went without you participating in. You do have the chance to join that chatroom you missed for a certain kind of expense.
Feel it cutting into me, the doubting painful knife
Feel it deepening the rift, finally hit just right
Couldn’t take the love I had, so weak and burning low
But it grew into a weapon only hurting me, this I know
…is nonfiction
So good with numbers, science, math I like
But I’m terrible at English so I despise
This part of me that wants a simple “right or wrong”
And I feel that everything I choose will always be false
And today
This homework
About me
A blank sheet
Accomplished
Content with
This life I will now live
‘Til I think why are we
just sometimes no always
Saying how we’re sad and
Saying how we’re lonely?
Can you even read the blackboard written clear as can be?
Can you even read his mind? See that kid’s lost fantasy?
Can you even find the one who dyed his red heart to black?
Hey, who could it be?
Hey, someone tell me!
Can you even solve the question with your abacus yet?
Can you even stop the rope from hanging him by his neck?
Did we really choose it right saying we’re okay this way?
Hey, just tell me how It’s not like I care now
Counting days like numbers, they all pass their prime
And again hypnotically swimming through time
Behind the power and guards I put up
I hide
Knowing they had long died
From problems
My resolve
Just can’t solve
That homework
Accomplished
Content with
This life I will now live
‘Til I think and he speaks
That demon inside us
Saying “let me just leave”
Saying “someone kill me!”
Can you even read the blackboard written clear as can be?
Can you even read his mind? See that kid’s lost fantasy?
Can you even find the one who dyed his red heart to black?
Hey, who could it be?
Hey, someone tell me!
Can you even solve the question with your abacus yet?
Can you even stop the rope from hanging him by his neck?
Did we really choose it right saying we’re okay this way?
Hey just tell me how
Hey just tell me how!
Can you even say the formula of area now?
Can you even scream the dreams you swore would never go out?
Who was the one who let my hopes just curl up die?
Hey, who could it be?
No, it’s gotta be…
Just open up your eyes, why don’t you grow up and see?
But what the hell is “growing up” and tell me when will I be?
Can a single person out there just explain it to me?
Hey, just tell me how
It’s not like I care now!
(English Translyrics by: JubyPhonic)
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I can say that this song can represent most of the teenagers today. The stress from school is overwhelming. It doesn't comfort us at all to hear that we'll be doing twice or maybe even quadruple times the work once we reach college. In fact, this song mirrors the thoughts in Japanese Highschool students before they actually commit suicide. In fact, Japan is in one of the top countries with the highest suicidal rate. It was believed to be because of their education system. In Japan, it is a standard for school to start at 8:30am, not so bad, right? But they leave the school at 6:30pm. That's a full 10 hours just being at school! In total they spend 240 days a year at school, this is 60 days more than the American education system! Students who get to school in a car are considered rich. Those who cannot afford this luxury go to school on a bike or by public transportation. It's no wonder why these students kill themselves, the stress is just piling up.
From their unusually long school hours students have club activities after their academic studies, this is why they leave the school by 6:30pm. It's also common in Japan that students will work after graduating from High school. Students rarely get into college, if they do they're either rich of got in by scholarships. Now suicide rates because of stress are at 34.3% in Japan, while depression is at the top of the list. I therefore conclude that this suicidal song originally sung by Kagamine Rin has a much darker shade than it's already black lyrics.
This game went viral last 2016. It became popular due to it's anime "Attack on Titan" or "Shingeki no Kyojin". The game focuses on a 'slash-and-hack' type of gameplay wherein you must maneuver the character with the help of the 3DMG (Three Dimensional Maneuvering Gear) to kill a titan. The story line follows the anime and the manga. It actually took me a while to finish the entire game. After finishing the game I was much more surprised that there was another mode called "True Expedition Mode" (Since the main story was in "Expedition Mode"). At first I was wondering "Why do the characters in AOT keep complaining how they run out of spare blades and gas? I've barely even used mine!" and that I quickly realized my mistake when I sealed the deal with True Expedition Mode. I was DYING. Every time that I would position myself to kill a titan, it would grab me almost immediately. Even until today I've not yet finished the True Expedition Mode. This game is really enjoyable since I get to play the story again but on a difficult level. I'm satisfied that the two thousand and eight hundred pesos didn't go to waste.
"The anime's setting is a fictional Japanese city named Sugomori City.
One day, Noriko Sonosaki tells her classmate Katsuhira Agata, "You have
been selected to be a Kiznaiver." The Kizuna System, which allows
Katsuhira to share his wounds, connects him to the classmates whose
lives and personalities completely differ from his. The Kizuna System is
an incomplete system for the implementation of world peace that
connects people through wounds. All those who are connected to this
system are called Kiznaivers. When one Kiznaiver is wounded, the system
divides and transmits the wound among the other Kiznaivers. Sugomori
City is built on reclaimed land, but as the years go by, the city's
population is decreasing. The story is set in this town where Katsuhira
and the others live."
-Summary
It was new to me the first time Joey, The Anime Man, mentioned it in a video. He noted that the art was great and I grew curious to what it was about. Indeed the art was good at first but it gets better. I have to say, the art style was very similar to MekakuCity Actors. The more interesting part of it is the plot line. In the story Noriko is so lenient on making humans understand one another. She does this through the means of 'connecting' each others' pain. That was where the story began.
We were introduced to a small group of characters with opposing personalities. Our main hero, Katsuhira Agata, is a boy who does not feel pain. Because of this he is unable to feel any difficult emotion such as love. Noriko is surprisingly much like him. In her case she's pretty stoic and is emotionless at times. Now, I haven't watched the entire season yet but I was surprised that I liked it despite being under the Sci-fi genre. I'm really inspired by the character's designs. They have very unique personality that goes well for each of their appearance. I still don't get why Katsuhira is called the 'Imbecile' in the anime.
I wonder if my mom is still checking out my blogs... Anyway, (advanced) happy birthday to her! My mom will be turning a year older by tomorrow. She's been a good friend and a better mother. I can't say 'best' because the best among the rest is Jesus. I'm so thankful that God had given me my mother to raise me. If she weren't my mother, I would have been a different person by then. She's very strong when it comes to her decisions and faithful to Jesus. She may not be the strongest (emotionally) out there but she's strong enough for me. I've always admired her hard work and for ten years I've been wanting to give to her a proper gift. Not some hand written birthday card or another drawn self- portrait of her (she gets those from me almost every year). I can finally give to her a cake and a small birthday party with just the four of us (my dad comes home late and won't probably ever make it).
She's been broken, beaten down and was just plain miserable. I want to show her a year of 'happiness' where we can all be together outside of our own illusion called 'reality'.
