Obsessions

I am obsessed with various things at various points in my life. Right now I am obsessed with



1) BIG BANG - I absolutely love their big beat-ed songs. And I am quite annoyed to find that they are so very popular. Damn it. I find myself torn between TOP and G-Dragon. I can't decide who I want to like more. :) TOP is the manliest man I have liked in some time (That really says something about the boys I like now, doesn't it? ). I think it's that husky, sexy voice. And G-Dragon is just so pretty and boy can he move.



2) AIBA MASAKI - I have quite the roving eye when it comes to men. I never like one for long (which might explain all the failed relationships :P ). BUT this man Aiba Masaki has had me squealing like a teenager every time I see his stupid face for the past five months! And I see no end to this ridiculousness. I am sometimes reminded of the saying about God looking after fools when I see Aiba. He is so dumb and completely oblivious about the immense charm that his stupidity has for fan girls. Ofcourse his idiocy is endearing only because he is so freaking good looking. Ugly and stupid? Don't work, sorry. I became interested in Arashi only because of Aiba's wonderful "I can really speak English" videos. Infact I once sent R a link to an Arashi video because I thought it was so funny (and now I am a total fangirl, yep). I suppose I still can't stomach grown men all dancing to silly moves (the dancing is just laughable) but their dynamic as a group evident in their shows is what makes them so loveable. The only one I don't really like is Matsumoto Jun. I don't quite know why. Anywho Aiba Masaki - he's the man for me. He could very well be the stupidest person I know of (I do know him, don't I?) but I don't care because he is so lovely. ^_^



3) TATTA HITOSU NO KOI

This was the drama that made me want Kamenashi Kazuya as a boyfriend. This was also the drama that really made me wish I could fall in love (love as an existential reality is a myth as far as I am concerned). It made me want to believe in a youth that is full of love and goodness. I am quite obsessed with the drama and watch it from time to time. The simulated innocence invigorates me somehow. It makes me wish I was a nicer person...but that doesn't last very long. Thankfully. :P I also like the end song Bokura no Machi De. I was so excited to find that the Kat-tun cd R gave me had the song! Arigatoh R-chan.



Anyway I shall find out R's latest obsessions too and blog about it.

The Week That Was

I blogged about this before but sadly it was lost in the vast unknown of internet space. So here I am blogging about, not last week, but the week before the last.

Monday
Sleep over was very fun. We talked about things profound and not. We talked about Japan and possibilities. About doughnut boys and chef boys. Both of us miss our study abroad Universities for vastly different reasons but the longing is the same. We spoke of how we became friends. Funny story. I shall have to recount it some other time. In short it was a long, rambling conversation that reminds me of why we are friends; we understand each other.

Tuesday
I woke up feeling like something was going to happen. Showered, put on a really nice dress-shirt, cute pants and high heels (R hates the heels :P). R woke up, looked at me and gave me a "what's with all the dressing up?" look. She later told me that she sort of guessed my intentions. Anywho, I had decided subconsciously that I would talk to the boy I had been crushing on for a year now. And talk I did! AND he was really nice about it too! (He looked so cute up close.) He said he'd add my on facebook and all that. I wish I could end my story here and say that we hooked up and are now madly in love with each other but sadly I shall have to be honest. When he did add me I saw he was already in a relationship.
*HEART BREAKS INTO A MILLION PIECES* *WILL NEVER FALL IN LOVE EVER AGAIN*
The End

Wednesday
Not much. I watched a J.P. Melville movie. Quite bleak in certain ways but a fantastic movie about the French resistance.

Thursday
Quite possibly the most entertaining day and humiliating day (for me). My Lit. Modernism teacher let us off early because he felt like it. He's an old grandfatherly type who doesn't whack people when they make stupid comments. I think he leaves the tongue lashing to me. Anywho I went to a lab to see if I had any events lined up and I saw a message from R saying that there was a Japanese movie screening. I was only 5 minutes late and I ran to the venue. The movie, Takashi Miike's "The Happiness of the Katakuris" was wonderfully strange. It reminded me of Katsuhito Ishii's "Cha no Aji." Ofcourse Miike could never make a movie with half the insight of Ishii. However, it was very funny and had both of us cracking up. Towards the end of the movie we were rudely interrupted by the fire alarm and were standing in the bitter cold for some time. After the movie was over we decided to go to Kleiner and have dinner. I really wanted Asian food (mostly rice ^_^). On our way there what should happen but the biggest fall I have had in three years! It was so surreal and cartoonish. I almost didn't believe I was in real time. There was absolutely no way I could fall in the same manner as a Hanna Barbara cartoon character. BUT I did and I started cracking up. R to say the least started laughing at me too. A kindly soul asked me if I was alright and thus making me realize that I ought to feel slightly humiliated. R even went as far to say that she wished she had remembered to take a picture of me on the ground. [I am quite pleased she forgot.]
Thursday was interesting... :)

Friday
I slept the moment I got back from classes because I was so tired. I might have watched a few videos but I don't quite remember.

Very Pretty Boy of the Week

I know I am supposed to write about the memories we created this week and I did. But for some reason blogspot.com decided to slice it in half and devoured one half. Needless to say I was as angry as little Rumpelstelskin and although I didn't get my foot caught in the floorboard I deleted the entire post. I will, of course, write about a week that was very interesting and peppered with various little gems but for now I shall have to make do with the pretty boy of the week. And pretty he is! R and I both agreed that he ought to be this week's boy. He is KIM BUM from Boys over Flowers. And he is so cute one wants to adopt him or atleast buy him a lolly. We find it hard to believe that he wasn't always this cute but apparently in high school he was called "scary" by a girl he confessed to. There's a lesson to be learnt here somewhere but I just can't seem to be able to figure it out! ^_^ Anywho here is the gorgeous boy himself.

A Man With a Good Sound System Don't Need to be Justified

I have various reasons for coming to the library. R knows the single most important one and perhaps I should just admit to myself that I come to the library [SO OFTEN] only because the current love of my life happens to camp out here quite often. o_O But I might just have another reason for coming to the library now - the computers. Yes, these computers have the most amazing sound system and I finally know the meaning of big beats and other cool terminology like that. Daaayyyymmm, every song I listen to just sounds so much cooler. Sadly, my laptop only produces tin-box sounds. And yes, I am at the library now and Big Bang's "Lady" and JJ Lin's "High Fashion" sound so damn sexy. I am quite the sucker for big beats and mindless pounding. It makes me want to go clubbing.

However, I ought to take all this wearing head phones all the time a little easy because I find myself straining to catch what my Professor of Philosophy is saying. I was always a little deaf to begin with but now I am in danger of carrying a hearing horn to my ear. Professor Calculus anyone? [rf. Herge's TinTin, for all the boors who did not read them when they were young].

Ah, if only the weather was warmer I would totally dress up and go dancing.

Monday

This Monday, like all other Mondays, consisted primarily of drama viewing and listening to songs. We talked (read: complained) about our classes and the remarkable consistency of intelligence in all the classes.



Example : A girl in my English capstone class asked what "parody" meant. What sort of educational system lets someone like that graduate with a degree in English Literature and allow her to teach (I am assuming she is part of the "teaching" track)? And people ask why high school education in America is in such a sad state when compared to high school education in Asian countries.



Anywho R complained about how different classes taught her the same thing and that she could very well die from boredom. Me, I think I could die from a heart attack induced by anger at classmates who should be exiled to Siberia. If it was the 1660s and I was Tsar Alexis, I would ship all of them off to the North Pole without an ounce of guilt. Alternatively, if I were their career counsellor and allowed to be brutally honest I would tell them that flipping burgers could be considered an art form (in the future, perhaps?) and that they shouldn't hesitate to take it up.

Pardon the rant but I need to "let it all out" somewhere.



Coming back to the original theme/topic, this week's sleep-over was uneventful because I had to rush off to my club meeting and had to write a paper for the next day leaving little room for fun and frolic.



Updates: I am now "in a relationship" with Aiba on facebook so I suppose that makes things real official. ^_^ I think it's very amusing and am clearly flouting my own rules that dictate facebook relationships can only be used for frivolous purposes. Eeheehee.



R and I both hate the cold (hold on...this isn't an update, it's merely a wry comment on our lack of enthusiasm for snow storms).



Most importantly, I get to choose pretty boy of the week. He's part of a Korean band called Big Bang and he has the face of a baby. So here we have it - G Dragon. I chose him because he's the cutest member of Big Bang (arguably) and I have been listening to nothing but Haru Haru for the past two weeks.

Boy of the Week

And the boy of the week is Lee Min Ho. He plays Doumyoji in the Korean Hana Yori Dango - Boys Over Flowers. He is gorgeous, just gorgeous (cf. Matt Lucas in Little Britain :P). And there's this unmistakable similarity to Jerry Yan who played the same character in the Taiwanese version, Meteor Garden (a painfully long drama that I watched only for the most beautiful quartet of boys). I doubt I've seen four prettier boys share screen space.



So Lee Min Ho - R thinks he's a bit too thin but I sort of like skinny boys. And like the Taiwanese version this one has three very very pretty boys. The last one would probably be considered good looking had he been isolated from the rest. And here's Lee Min Ho. He's much cuter than he looks in the picture (just so you know ^_^).

Sleep-over Continued

So, as R has very dutifully reminded me I completely forgot about the pizza incident which was perhaps the highlight of the evening. I have been self-diagnosing for the past few days and wikipedia tells me that I have mononucleosis (by the way a terrible time for me to get it) and various other ailments. Anyway, I think the mono is reason enough for me to not eat anything that is good for me and start ordering pizza. Which is where the "stuffing-your-face-with-pizza" incident begins. Moaning and complaining about how I didn't want to eat the very healthy vegetable foccacio sandwich in my fridge I tell R that I want to order pizza. I don't quite remember what prompted it but I suspect it had something to do with me complaining about how the Japanese boyfriend would weigh less than me...when R turned around and goaded me into stuffing my face with pizza since I was so concerned about the not insignificant disparity.
Now, I am fairly capable of preventing images overpowering me but last night I just could not
stop thinking of my mouth quite literally stuffed with pizza. To say the least I started wailing and threw a faux tantrum. And then ate the v.f.s sandwich - half of it to be precise. I even stopped eating them sour teddy bears or whatever they called.

So there we have it - the highlight of the evening. It was quite funny actually. We were very very amused.

Oh and I think the exam went quite well. My pen wasn't moody and decided to aid in my quest to dazzle the Professor with my beautiful handwriting. I had a very very long day and am quite exhausted. I was supposed to go to the store and get my mp3 played checked because it decided to stop working. (Somehow I always get stuck with the temperemental object petit a's.) I never got to the store because I went to watch a Bergman. YES, my two worlds exist quite peacefully, thank you very much. And I have liberated myself from Aristotelian categories. There is no high or low art. Just pretty boys and prettier boys. Hyuck hyuck.

P.S. I know a "Pretty Boy of the Week" is in order but I am quite torn. I shall devote an entire post to this little aside. I also have a fair idea of who it will be. ^_^ Oya suminasai.

Sleep-over 2

So, I think I am going to christen our sleep overs something else. Perhaps a name that does justice to our mutual inclination to make each other aware of more madness in the Asian world (and hence the cooler half of the globe). You see, in my mind Geography constitutes a simple division of halves - one side has Asia and the other has everything else. Anywho last night was no different with R showing me a drama which had Sho in it. Yes, and he looked very cute. I remember Ohno's song where he talks about looking at Sho's face in the morning and wondering how a Keio student could have a face like that. It's a drama about Sho going back in time and meeting his Dad's younger self. (See, I knew there was depth in Japanese dramas. There must be. Just notice the wonderful play on the idea of self and creation of self - with memory thrown in it could become the next "Speak, Memory." Hahahahahahahahaha. Errmm.)

Anyway I took a look at the Dad and thought he looked like Taichi. And this I know from watching the video where Aiba dances in a hula skirt entitled "Aiba steals Taichi's thunder." And I am still immensely attracted to this man! How obssessed am I? I do wonder sometimes. I possess this Dirac-like focus with an ability to concentrate on one thing isolating all else! But going back to the drama (I remember not the name and am far too lazy to look it up). We watched bits of various episodes. And then! And then we watched Big Bang parodies. Big Bang is the latest in a very long line of boys I fall for the instant I see them because they are so pretty.
The first one was of Hana Yori Dango and the second was of Coffee Prince. Both hilarious and had us cracking up.

I have an exam tomorrow. I won't even bother to mention which discipline because it just might induce a few heart attacks. However, I shall write, one day, how all this stupidity is actually wonderful for my study. One day!

Important Updates: Both of us have haircuts. One of us is happy, the other not so. It won't surprise you to know who is dissatisfied with the haircut.


*** More on Big Bang next time. ^_^