Macross Frontier Mobie

Dear bloggie,

If I had to name 2 space cum mecha dorama, one will no doubt be Gundam. Another will be Macross.

Both series have different orientation. Gundam tend to paint the pain, horror and suffering from war in the backdrop of cool giant mechas while Macross has always and will always be about "Protoculture". Both series have their own unique politics element in their plotline not to mention mushy love element too. One significant difference is Macross tend to be driven more on the element of music, though I think Gundam Seed was pretty good in the music element.

I however have to say, having grown up watching Robotech (US rip off of Macross), I'm a bigger Macross fan than Gundam. I mean, common... Transforming robot jet planes, Aliens, Love triangle, A chick getting "high" singing in the middle of a war zone with missile flying at the background... So, So, MacRocks...

Nakeru

Dear bloggie,

Rewatching Honey & Clover...

"Oh heaven,

To cry because you have something you want to do (What is it?)

And to cry because you can't find it (How do I find it?)

Which is more painful? (If I find it, will I be stronger?)

The only thing I can tell is (from she who was now bent over in tears)

Even with all the words I have now (What I felt was limitless)"

Takemoto - Honey and Clover

Dear bloggie,

"Why is it like this?

The person you like the most, likes you back the most. It's something so simple.

But why is it? It feels it will never come together...

Forever like this... forever." - Yamada, Honey & Clover

Life is a dream?

Dear bloggie,

I wanted to blog about tis yesterday, but I had go pay my dues to da MAN (aka work). And after work, I had to get my endorphin shot from my gym. So tada...

I was awoken by the shivering cold breeze that touched my exposed naked feet. I had again, fallen asleep while watching movie on my laptop hence my body was exposed to the cold air with no blanket protection or wat so ever.

I gaze around my room... Everything seems so blur, not just cause I wasn't wearing my glasses but my brain was like a computer OS, just started to boot up, and was still loading. I pondered where I was? who am I? why am I here? No answers seem to come up... Then someone popup into my mind. I didn't knew who this someone was, but then after a few seconds, I remembered. Then I grabbed my blanket and Zzz...

I was never really able to tell if that moment was a dream or not. The image of my room, the headache and sensation of the cold chilling feet was so real, yet it had the same sensation when one dreams, the drifting sensation. Like ur just a 3rd person viewing urself in a story/play/watever.

There's this idea that says when we die, we end up dreaming forever. Meaning we just dream and dream in an endless loop without ever being able to wake up again. Every time we wake up, we wake up to another dream. If so, how do I know if I'm not dreaming right now? How can one know is life isn't merely a dream? What we perceive and feel after all are govern our brain (Sorta like the Matrix).

Hurts...

Dear bloggie,



Love Hurts - Nazareth

Love hurts, love scars
Love wounds, and marks
Any heart, not tough
Or strong enough

To take a lot of pain
Take a lot of pain
Love is like a cloud
Holds a lot of rain

Love hurts
Love hurts

I'm young, I know
But even so
I know a thing or two
I learned, from you

I really learned a lot
Really learned a lot
Love is like a flame
It burns you when it's hot

Love hurts
Love hurts

Some fools think of happiness
Blissfulness, togetherness
Some fools fool themselves I guess
They're not foolin' me

I know it isn't true
I know it isn't true
Love is just a lie
Made to make you blue

Love hurts
Love hurts
Love hurts

I know it isn't true
I know it isn't true
Love is just a lie
Made to make you blue

Love hurts
Love hurts
Love hurts