Strange Things Are Afoot

It’s been a long time since my last blog update.

In all honesty, I’ve been in a slump work and life wise, making it difficult to do everyday things. Things that I should be doing, like studying, blogging and keeping up with people around me – are not being done. I’m sure that I’ll be out of this forsaken slump soon, but for now, I guess I just have to keep moving on the best I can.

I’ll be taking it more easily on the blog for now though. Not only because of my slump, but also because I think that I could be able to generate more traffic into my blog if I limit what I post about. For starters, Music and Life posts will be rarer while Movie and Video Game posts will be more frequent. I’m not too sure how frequent those will be, nor do I know what days those will be coming out, but I will attempt to have a few posts a week.

Even though I’ll be focusing on those two types of media posts more often, I do want to keep the intentions I had when I first started: To write about me. And not just my life, but the things that interest me in a pseudo-personal way. I’ll write posts about my personal experiences when I have content, not for the sake of writing. Also, I’m planning on changing the formats of my review posts, so be sure to check those out in the following days.

In any case, I feel as though the Film and Video Game posts are my more viewed and thought out posts, and so I feel more comfortable writing about them. So with all that said, please bear with me and as always,

Stay Tuned!

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World Vision Global Leaders Convention 2014

Hey everyone! It’s been exactly a week since I last posted, and only because I had some things come up. And while, yes, I did slack off a bit throughout that week, I did manage to get a lot of work done in my everyday life. And apart from work, I got the opportunity to attend this gem of a convention.

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On Wednesday, the school had organised a few students to attend the convention and hear about the poverty and hunger that has befallen Rwanda these past years. To say that it was inspiring is an understatement – I learnt of personal struggles, pressing issues and harsh facts that are all very real in our world today. I suppose with so many of us leading the lives we go about living, we often forget about those in other countries that suffer. And boy, was I reminded.

The convention is held yearly across Australia to inspire and empower young people into leading their communities in the fight against global hunger. I, along with another 500 students, listened on and were amazed by the experiences of many people within Rwanda who are fighting to survive with the basic necessities most of us take for granted. We were introduced to a few people, such as the M.Cs Soreti & Hamish, local ambassador Jordan and Rwandan development facilitator Jean-Claude Rumenera, and all of them had a story to share. Stories of genocide, sadness and even heartache. But the emphasis wasn’t put on sadness, but on hope and forgiveness. With the focus on Rwanda, there can be no doubt that the Genocide of 94′ was of interest across the amphitheatre. But like the presenters kept reminding us – “The genocide is not what defines Rwanda as a nation or as a people”.

There was this sense of hope from each speaker on the day. You could tell it from their eyes and the way their voices pressed their message across the room – they genuinely believed hunger can be taken down. When you really think about it, it’s not facts, statistics and numbers that will end hunger, but the determination that people hold for serving justice where it needs to be. This determination was in the presenters on that day – and now I feel compelled to voice my own opinion and act.

“Hunger is not an issue of charity. It is an act of justice.”

#roadtochange

Dear Mom

Dear Mom,

You are the strongest, the wisest and the most courageous woman I know, and I’m afraid that I don’t deserve you.

I remember the time we went out to see a standing ovation because my older brother was involved in it. I exaggerated how cold I was and complained until you finally gave up and took me home. You cried when we got home, but you forgave me.

I remember the time I came home hours late and had missed 8 calls and a number of texts. I made excuses for my actions and you told me to go to my room as your voice started breaking. You were so angry, but you forgave me.

I remember the time I broke a gift I had given to you only a few months after Christmas. I tried to hide it, blamed it on others and refused to be responsible for it. You picked up the shards and tried to fix it but you couldn’t. You were so upset, but you forgave me.

I remember the time I had lost the pricy gift you had given me for my birthday when we went on holidays. I looked for it everywhere, and when I couldn’t find it I eventually gave up. You were disappointed, but you forgave me.

I have many memories that I feel guilty for and  they always end with you forgiving me. You’ve been there through the heartbreaks and the accomplishments, the highs and the lows, and the memorable and the forgettable. You’ve been with me since day one, and I can’t believe that I can call someone like you my mother. You raised three kids on your own, went out of your way to pave our futures and have guaranteed our happiness at the cost of your own. You taught me that a selfless person is one of the greatest gifts in life, and you’ve been giving me that gift from the moment you called me your son.

I’ll never be able to reach the selflessness you have – but as your son, I will try.

Happy Mother’s Day Mom.

Your terrible, but loving son, Bryan.

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10 Weird Things That You (Hopefully) Do As Well

I say hopefully because otherwise… I just outed myself! These are 10 things that I do quite frequently, and more often than not, a conversation topic that people approach me about when I do it. As it turns out, all of my family members wouldn’t dream of doing these things but they are 4 out of the billions of people in the entire world. So, hopefully, someone out there knows my struggle – because the struggle is very real.

10. Pacing During Phone Calls

Pacing During Calls

At number 10, and likely the most relatable of this list, is pacing around the house during a phone call. I just can’t help it – if it’s longer than 3 minutes I begin the walk. Through hallways, across bedrooms, and even walks outside, I just begin pacing throughout the house. I’ve been called out on it many times by my family members, the number of times they’ve yelled at me for moving across the TV for the 5th time too many to count. The worst of this habit though is when I end up fiddling or resting on things for no apparent reason. No, I’ve never had a case as extreme as the gif above, but I’ve had ended up in some pretty strange places.

9. Solo Spontaneous Dancing

Spontaneous Dancing

It doesn’t matter if you’re good or bad at dancing – you do it anyway. Without anyone seeing or being around, I burst out in impromptu dance routines simply because I can. Sure, it’s usually to music but I have caught myself dancing to complete silence. I’m more than certain that everyone has done this at least once. When the need calls, you certainly answer.

8. Comfort is a Very Real Struggle

Comfort is a Struggle

Getting comfortable is surprisingly difficult for me. I find it very strange though – the seats and cushions I have are amazing, but no matter what, I never seem to be comfortable. I move, squirm, change the way I’m sitting, shift the cushions around me, all in an attempt to achieve… The perfect position. I think the gif sums it up pretty nicely.

7. Animals are a Weakness

Animals are your WeaknessCute animals are very powerful and dangerous weapons that must be handled with care. Eye contact essentially renders me a child, and I can’t help but “Awww” at their adorableness. The level of sheer cuteness is deadly, and animals that are either really young or really old have an added advantage that deals extra damage. Luckily, for this one most of my friends share this trait, so it’s not as embarrassing as I thought.

6. Talking with Inanimate Objects

Inanimate Friends

I treat inanimate objects as if they were living things. I argue, complain, insult, and express my adoration for things that I know will never express anything towards me. Hit my toe on a sofa? “Damn that sofa for being in my way”. Phone works fine after being wet by liquids? “It’s a miracle, and don’t you dare scare me like that again!”. I love it when other people do this, especially when they negotiate with an object into working, bargaining with it and promising it to take better care of it.

5. The Shower is a Stage

My Shower is a Recording Studio

A shower is many things. A place to reflect on your life choices. A place to think of what the future holds. A place where you think of what to say back to that girl that insulted you in Year 3. These are all true but for me a shower is a stage – a place where my voice knows no limits and I freely express myself through song. I belt out mostly hits from the 2000’s, and singing way too loudly has caused me to enter hot water with my family. But hey, they shouldn’t watch a TV show so close to a concert.

4. Forgetting Someone’s Name Multiple Times

Panic Attack

I manage to do this all the time. Every time I meet someone new and they tell me their names, I completely forget it within a few minutes. It gets worse when you have to ask them again… and again… and again. At that point I make it my mission to learn their name through some other way, because it’s just way too awkward to ask for it for the 4th time in a row. And it’s not just confined to names too – ages, facts, simple statements. You name it, I’ve probably forgotten it.

3. Resigning from Life after an Awkward Situation

Resignation from Life

Whenever I find myself in a socially awkward position, I instantly resign from life in my mind. I decide on becoming a hermit, living the remainder of my life away from civilisation and with a few animals to keep me company. It’s a frequent panic reaction from me, and it also happens when I look back on embarrassing memories. While it’s not as clear or visible as the others on this list, this one causes much internal pain.

2. Becoming Paranoid after Encountering a Single Bug

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Let it be known that I hate bugs of all kinds. Ever since I was a child, I’ve hate insects and I have no idea why. You could imagine my torment when I learned that if you see a single bug, there’s probably a lot more nearby. And so with that interesting fact in my mind, paranoia sets in whenever I see a single bug. It probably doesn’t help that I live in Australia – where multiple types of deadly spiders roam in common areas. For reference, I hate cockroaches the most, and don’t even get me started on the ones that fly.

1. Pulling Expression on a Mirror

Mirror Expressions

And finally,  the top weird thing that I do all the time is… pulling expressions on a mirror! I put this one first on the list because I’ve yet to know anyone who does this the way I do. While most people look in a mirror and smile at it to know how they look, I take it to the next level. I get up to my mirror, close the door, and begin – I look at myself while pretending to be  sad, angry, surprised, confused or thinking. I’ve done it as far as I can remember, in order to know how I would look throughout the day if I were to pull a certain expression. And let’s admit: that is pretty weird.

So there it is, a list of weird things that I do daily throughout my life. Although I’m sure there’s a lot more, these are just a few that come to mind. I’d really love to know if anyone else does this too (so I’m not the only one), because they’re not exactly things that everyone else does too, right? In any case, that’s all about me for this week, so until next time.

Stay Tuned!

 

 

On the Art of Cosplaying

Over my years, I’ve certainly visited the sparse anime conventions of Australia, and every year, one of the most exciting aspect of going to these events are the cosplays people manage to pull together. No longer a thing of Halloween, wearing costumes has evolved into Cosplay – a means of expression and a way to show adoration for a person’s interests. It has become increasingly inventive – although some costumes are easy to make and just as easily to pull off, some costumes cross the boundaries, incorporating mechanics and electronics to give an individual’s costume that extra edge. And fancy or not, I want to join that bandwagon.

I’ve never in my life have been able to cosplay and yet I spend a lot of my time searching up methods, techniques and tutorials on how to make capes, armour and the like. I’ve also dreamed of attending the famed conventions of Japan and America, where literally hundreds of people show off the creations they’ve been working on for weeks – and sometimes even months.

To be perfectly honest, one of the reasons I haven’t been able to cosplay are because of the physical aspects of characters. I find that characters on shows are frequently of light skin colours (I consider myself to be a medium brown), making me doubt my abilities to portray that character. Even though I’ve seen others with my skin colour pull of a particular character, I remain hesitant. On top of that, there’s the build aspect of characters, and so its difficult to find characters that I would like to cosplay as with my own build.

Skill is something else to consider, and while I’ve been told to start of with simpler costumes, I’m put off by the idea of creating something that isn’t high quality. This is simply my own fault as a perfectionist, and when I see the amazing things others are able to pull off, I’m disheartened.

But this ends now.

I’m giving myself a time limit – a year – to cosplay anything. Be it at a party, a convention or a get together, I will aim to cosplay something that I love, regardless of the pre-existing “requirements” for the character.  And so I’ll see how this turns out.

Stay Tuned!

The Other Side

I can barely remember a time where the strange intrigued me.

Covering everything from creepy stories to far fetched urban legends, the weird and strange have always fascinated me, intrigued me into learning more. Whole afternoons were spent researching the supernatural, and at night, I would scourge through countless links about “true” horror stories. Stories of hauntings and escaped patients of mental asylums were, and still are, a strong passion.

Horror and I have always been close companions. It’s a strange passion – the very things I love to learn about at the same time scare me half to death. Lights would be (and still are)  my first destination, and I very rarely venture outside groups when I’m outside. Stories of ghosts, hauntings, serial killers… No matter how implausible I convince myself they are, there’s always that uncertainty, the slightest possibility in my mind, that there’s something lurking in the dark.

I recall visiting the video store while my parents where off to do groceries with my brother. And every single time, we would spend the entire time just reading the backs of horror movie cases until they got back. I remember every period in computing class were spent with friend on horror sites, reading user submitted stories. And while those around me have lost their interests in the supernatural, I remain, expanding my knowledge of the unexplainable. Shadow people, the mothman, wendigoes, poltergeists… these are the things I have loved to learn about since I was a child.

I really do love discussing with others superstition, myths and strange creatures. I really wanted to make a post about this only because I was talking about this topic with a bunch of people from my youth group, and it was great hearing others’ own opinions and experiences. And on that note, I’m off to do some more research and see what else I can dig up to satisfy this little obsession of mine.

Goodnight.

 

What’s to Come

What’s to come in our lives? In my life?

To be fair, it’s perfectly normal to have no clue on where you want to go in life, and it’s just as normal to want to stay on a certain path. I see so many fellow Year 12’s around me, and while some seem to have their lives in order, many others are completely oblivious and confused to what the future holds. And to be honest, I’m one of them.

Growing up, I’ve always wanted to become someone respected with a good career that pays well. Coming from a poor country, it certainly has been tough, but there’s always this mentality that I need to succeed for both my own satisfaction and the satisfaction of others. Right now, I wish to study law at a specific university, but hearing from many university students, it seems that what they thought they had wanted wasn’t really their dream. And that scares me. A lot.

And so with that in mind, I have no idea what’s happening. If anything, I know less now than what I knew before. Although I will continue to push for a law degree, I will certainly not mark out any other options. Better to keep as many options available right? To all the other lost and completely lost students out there, know that you are not alone. And even though we are totally unaware of what’s coming, the future will inevitably come, and hopefully, with answers and truths that will make life just that little bit easier.

This post was inspired by a conversation I had with a few friends today, and only now, half an hour to midnight, am I again reflecting on life. Although it’s a tad melodramatic and unbelievably out of character for me, I thought it would be nice to just… talk about something like this. I’d love to hear from other students like (or unlike) me, just so that I can see what’s it’s like for others. Thankfully though, there is one thing I’m sure of – this blog will run for awhile. So while my life is left completely in the red zone, at least my little virtual life will keep on living.

Isn’t that a relief?