nAmpUchAng lAyf nI lEn: November 2011

A snAkE Or A hOrsE... zOdIAc sIgn dIllEma!!!

Wednesday, November 30, 2011 | Labels: AnImE/cArtOOns, AstrOnOmy, cAprIcOrn, lAyf

Since I still have the Fruits Basket fever in me I'm posting here my Chinese Zodiac Sign. Mine is kinda tricky because I was born 14th of January 1978. If I am going to follow the year I was born, 1978 was year of the Brown Earth Horse. But Chinese New Year fell on 7th of February 1978, so my birthday is still considered under the Year 1977, which is year of the Red Fire Snake.

So I will just put both Zodiacs here:

The Snake

1917, 1929, 1941, 1953, 1965, 1977, 1989, 2001

People born in the Year of the Snake are deep, strong-willed, and intense. They say little and possess great wisdom. They never have to worry about money; they are financially fortunate. Snake people are often quite vain, selfish, and a bit stingy. Yet they have tremendous sympathy for others and try to help those less fortunate. Snake people tend to overdo, since they have doubts about other people's judgment and prefer to rely on themselves. They are determined in whatever they do and hate to fail. Although calm on the surface, they are intense and passionate. Snake people are usually good-looking and sometimes have marital problems because they are fickle. They are most compatible with the Ox and Rooster. Their opposite is the Boar.

Fire Snake – Years 1917 and 1977

Fire Snakes are more extroverted, forever offering opinions and telling others what’s on their minds. Even so, others enjoy listening to Fire Snakes. They’re very persuasive and are especially good at convincing others that their ways are best.

The Horse

1918, 1930, 1942, 1954, 1966, 1978, 1990, 2002

People born in the Year of the Horse are physically attractive, popular, and like the company of others. They are cheerful, skillful with money, and perceptive, although they sometimes talk too much. They are wise, talented, good with their hands, and sometimes have a weakness for members of the opposite sex. They are impatient and hot-blooded about everything except their daily work. They like entertainment and large crowds. They are very independent and rarely listen to advice. They are most compatible with Tigers, Dogs, and Sheep. Their opposite is the Rat.

Earth Horses – Years 1918 and 1978

Earth Horses will work to meet their goals, no matter how long it takes. They’ve got the ability to view situations from all perspectives and this ability is especially useful when it comes to making decisions. They’re very adaptable and they’re funny too.

The big question is... which sign do I fit the most?

I'm not vain and selfish like the snake. But I often think I'm financially fortunate. Not rich, but in the sense that I've never been flat broke. Maybe because I'm a little stingy. But like the snake I love to help the less fortunate too. People also see me as calm and yes I am determined in whatever I do but I also get bored so easily especially with my job. It is not a surprise! In ten years I've been to 6 different companies! And yes, I prefer to keep my feelings to myself and if I was betrayed be sure that I'll get even!

With regards to the Horse sign, I don't have the tendency to fall fast and hard and I don't like to be the center of attention, nor I talk too much, maybe only when I'm with friends. Although, I'm always in search of a good time and I must admit I always multi-task but most of the times I never finish my work because I keep on starting a new one. And when things don't go my way I will definitely throw a tantrum but I always maintain a positive outlook in life and I'm a frustrated athlete.

With all of these analysis I still don't know which zodiac fits me. Maybe I'm a combination of both. I'm just sure of one thing, I'm a Capricorn! :)

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frUIts bAskEt, thE shOrt-lIvEd AnImE thAt I lOvEd

Wednesday, November 30, 2011 | Labels: AddIctIOn, AnImE/cArtOOns, mUsIc

Fruits Basket is an anime about a girl named Tohru Honda, an orphan living in the forest and the how she get mixed up with the mystery behind the Sohma clan.

Tohru is a classmate of Yuki, one of the Sohma’s who lived with Shigure. When they found out that Tohru was living in the forest they decided to let her live with them, in exchange she will be doing the housekeeping. Tohru found out also about their family secret. The Sohma Family are possessed by the thirteen animals of the Chinese Zodiac and cursed to turn into their animal forms when they embrace someone of the opposite sex or their bodies come under a great deal of stress.

It was believed that a long long time ago, the Lord Buddha summoned all the animals together to determine their order in the yearly cycle. When the Cat heard the news, he let his friend the Rat know about it and the two animals decided to go together the next day. However, the next day the Rat did not wake the Cat who, being a cat and loving to nap, slept through the morning. Therefore, the Cat did not make it to the assembly on time and did not get a year. This is why there is no year of the Cat and this is also why cats hate rats.”

Throughout the series Tohru met the rest of the clan… so let’s meet them once again!

Yuki, or Prince Yuki for his fans, is known as the Rat. He is good looking and very reserved guy which made him famous in their school. He is scared to be closed with anyone because when he was young his playmates found out about his true form and they shun away from him. Eventually, their memory got erased. Akito made him believe that no one would like him. But when Tohru asked him to be her friend he was touched because no one has asked him this before.

Shigure, is the Dog. He is a novelist and the caretaker of the house. He always teased his editor by hiding from her during deadlines. He is best friend with Ayame and Hitori.

Kyo, is the Cat who detest Yuki so much because of their history. He wanted very badly to defeat Yuki so he can be accepted by the clan. He is known to have short temper and not use to showing his sweet side especially with Tohru. He has another secret, he also transform into a monster when his bead bracelet is taken off. He doesn’t want this secret of him to be revealed because he fears that no one will accept him. He believes that his mother does not truly love him because she didn’t want to see his scary form and always checking if he is wearing his bracelet. When his master revealed his secret to Tohru, he ran off. But Tohru and Yuki went after him and begged him to come back home. For the first time someone accepted him for what he is.

Kagura, is the Pig. She is in love with Kyo and was very determined to become his wife someday. But at the end of the series she realized that she is powerless to help Kyo because she knows that only Tohru can help him.

Ayame, is the Snake and the brother of Yuki. He wanted very badly to get close with Yuki. He runs a shop which sells frilly dresses. He is flamboyant and self centered and only Hatori can restrain him.

Hatori, is the Dragon and the private Doctor of the Sohma clan. He is responsible for erasing memories. He was engaged before to her assistant Kana. Akito didn’t approve on their engagement and attacked him that almost left him blind. Kana blamed herself for the incident and felt so guilty about it that Hatori was forced to erase her memory of their relationship to ease her suffering. Tohru made her remember of Kana.

Momiji, is the Rabbit. Tohru thought that he was a young girl but the truth is he is a boy and only one year behind them. He goes also to the same school where Tohru and the rest were studying ang he loves to wear the girl’s uniform because he thinks he looks good on them. He is the son of the owner of the building where Tohru is working. Her mom’s memory were eraised because she cannot handle the truth about Momiji’s true identity. He is always observing her mother and sister from afar. His story touched me the most. L

Haru, is the Cow. He has a white and black hair and is always getting lost. He always wants to challenge Kyo and he doesn’t like Yuki either because of the story where the Rat tricked the Ox to become first in the zodiac. He goes to the same school where Tohru, Yuki and Kyo are studying.

Kisa, the Tiger. She ran away from home because her classmates were teasing her. Haru searched for her and bring her to Shigure’s house. There she met Tohru and began to like her and she looked up to Tohru as a big sister.

Hiro, the Ram. He is in love with Kisa but decided to stay away from her because when he told Akito about his feelings, Akito hurt Kisa. He also got jealous of Tohru because of Kisa’s closeness with her.

Ritsu, is the Monkey. He was mistaken by Tohru as a girl because he always wears girl’s clothes. He is clumsy and apologizes frantically for everything, even things that are not his fault.

Akito is the head of the Sohma Clan. Akito is not possessed by a spirit of the Chinese zodiac, but rather fulfills the role of the Jade Emperor. He is short-tempred, abusive and has physically and emotionally scarred many Sohmas. He is cursed to die and this is the reason why he is always bitter and angry which Tohru pointed out to her when she visited her.

Two Zodiac animals were not included in the tv series, the Rooster and the Horse.

I really enjoyed this anime. I don’t know why it only had 26 episodes. I was hoping Tohru to end up with Kyo and that the curse would be broken. And it has a nice theme song too… Hope it will have a second season.

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qUOtEs frOm Of mIcE And mEn

Sunday, November 27, 2011 | Labels: AddIctIOn, bOOk, qUOtEs

“God, you’re a lot of trouble,” said George. “I could get along so easy and so nice if I didn’t have you on my tail. I could live so easy and maybe have a girl.” – George

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“I don’t know why I can’t keep it. It ain’t nobody’s mouse. I didn’t steal it. I found it lyin’ right beside the road.” – Lennie

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“They was so little. I’d pet ‘em, and pretty soon they bit my fingers and I pinched their heads a little and then they was dead—because they was so little” – Lennie

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“Well, we ain’t got any! Whatever we ain’t got, that’s what you want. God a’mighty, if I was alone I could live so easy. I could go get a job an’ work, an’ no trouble. No mess at all, and when the end of the month come I could take my fifty bucks and go into town and get whatever I want. Why, I could stay in a cat house all night. I could eat any place I want, hotel or any place, and order any damn thing I could think of. An’ I could do all that every damn month. Get a gallon of whisky, or set in a pool room and play cards or shoot pool. An’ whatta I got. I got you! You can’t keep a job and you lose me ever’ job I get. Jus’ keep me shovin’ all over the country all the time. An’ that ain’t the worst. You get in trouble. You do bad things and I got to get you out.” - George

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“When I think of the swell time I could have without you, I go nuts. I never get no peace.” – George

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“George, you want I should go away and leave you alone?” “I’d find things, George. I don’t need no nice food with ketchup. I’d lay out in the sun and nobody’d hurt me. An’ if I foun’ a mouse, I could keep it. Nobody’d take it away from me.” – Lennie

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“Trouble with mice is you always kill ‘em.” – George

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“Guys like us, that work on ranches, are the loneliest guys in the world. They got no fambly. They don’t belong no place. They come to a ranch an’ work up a stake and then they go into town and blow their stake, and the first thing you know they’re poundin’ their tail on some other ranch. They ain’t got nothing to look ahead to.” – George

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“With us it ain’t like that. We got a future. We got somebody to talk to that gives a damn about us. We don’t have to sit-in no bar room blowin’ in our jack jus’ because we got no place else to go. If them other guys gets in jail they can rot for all anybody gives a damn. But not us.” – George

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“But not us! An’ why? Because . . . . because I got you to look after me, and you got me to look after you, and that’s why.” – Lennie

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“O.K. Someday—we’re gonna get the jack together and we’re gonna have a little house and a couple of acres an’ a cow and some pigs and—” “we’ll have a big vegetable patch and a rabbit hutch and chickens. And when it rains in the winter, we’ll just say the hell with goin’ to work, and we’ll build up a fire in the stove and set around it an’ listen to therain comin’ down on the roo f—Nuts!” - George

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“Nobody can’t blame a person for lookin’ – Curley’s wife

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His ear heard more than was said to him, and his slow speech had overtones not of thought, but of understanding beyond thought. – author, description of Slim

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“Ain’t many guys travel around together,” he mused. “I don’t know why. Maybe ever’body in the whole damn world is scared of each other.” - Slim

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“He’s a nice fella. Guy don’t need no sense to be a nice fella. Seems to me sometimes it jus’ works the other way around. Take a real smart guy and he ain’t hardly ever a nice fella.” – Slim

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“Look, Candy. This ol’ dog jus’ suffers hisself all the time. If you was to take him out and shoot him right in the back of the head, right there, why he’d never know what hit him.” - Carlson

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“Carl’s right, Candy. That dog ain’t no good to himself. I wisht somebody’d shoot me if I get old an’ a cripple.” – Slim

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“I ought to of shot that dog myself, George. I shouldn’t ought to of let no stranger shoot my dog.” – Candy

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“Books ain’t no good. A guy needs somebody—to be near him.” – Crooks

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“A colored man got to have some rights even if he don’t like ‘em.” – Crooks

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“Got him, by God. Right in the back of the head,” – Slim

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“Never you mind. A guy got to sometimes.” - Slim

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Of mIcE And mEn

Saturday, November 26, 2011 | Labels: bOOk, rEvIEw

Lennie Small and George Milton have one dream… which is to have a little house and a couple of acres with cows, pigs and vegetable patch. They have a pact to look after each other. Before they could turn this into reality they need to find a job. So off they went to a ranch in Soledad to work as a buckler.
They came in a day too late because the bus driver dropped them off a little too far from their destination which the Boss didn’t like a bit. They were showed to their beds by Candy, an old man who lost one of his hands in a farm accident and works as a swamper in the ranch. He has an old dog that is almost blind and has a stinking smell.

Lennie although being a big guy thinks like a child. George is the one who watched over him when his Aunt Clara died. They’ve been travelling together since then. Lennie likes to pet things like mice but always ended up killing them. This unusual habit of him always gives them trouble which has been the reason why they lose their previous job. So, George ordered Lennie to behave himself or else he won’t allow him to pet a rabbit they got their own farm. He also told Lennie to stay away from Curley and his wife whom he regards both as bad news. Curley is proud man being the Boss’ son and also a light weight. He is a short guy that is why he dislikes big guys like Lennie so much. Curley’s wife likes to get attention from the Ranch workers. She often comes to the bunkhouse making an excuse to look for Curley.

They also met the other ranch workers. Slim is the skinner whom the other ranch men have the utmost respect. Whatever he says were law to the guys. He has a dog that just gave birth to nine puppies, four of these he drowned. Hearing this Lennie urged George to asked Slim to give him at least on puppy which Slim didn’t object to. Excited, Lennie stayed on the stable to pet his new puppy. Carlson, one of the ranch workers is also interested with the puppies. He asked Slim if he could give Candy one so the latter can get rid of his old dog because he cannot take the smell of Candy’s dog anymore. He even volunteered to kill the dog himself to take it out of its misery by shooting a gun right at the back of its head. Candy, at first was reluctant but getting no support from the other guys consented to it. Crook, a Negro who works as a stable man, came to fetch Slim so they could put tar on a mule’s injured foot. Carlson and Lennie came back to the bunkhouse. Afterwards, Curley came in looking for his wife. When he found out that Slim was not there too he went looking for him in the stable. Whit and Carlson thinking that they might witness a scene went out to follow Curley.

Candy, George and Lennie were left on the bunkhouse. George warned Lennie again to behave himself. They once again talked about their plan which Candy overheard. Candy offered his savings to them if they would include them in their plan. George told him that this with be a secret and he should not tell anyone about it. Then Slim, Curley and the other guys came back. Slim was really upset with Curley for suspecting him that he was with Curley’s wife. Curley was explaining to Slim when he noticed Lennie, still happy about the conversation he had with George and Candy, smiling. He went after Lennie and started throwing punches at the guy. George ordered Lennie to fight back. Lennie got hold of one of Curley’s hand and crushed almost every bone in it. He didn’t let go until George ordered him to. Carlson drove Curley to the hospital after Slim made him agreed that he will tell everyone that his hand got caught in the machine. Lennie was really scared but George assured him that it was not his fault.

One day, while George and the other guys were in the whorehouse, Lennie went to Crooks room. Crook, being a Negro has his own room that is why he is not used to having visitors. Realizing that Lennie cannot be drove out of his room he let him in. While they were talking, Candy showed up looking for Lennie. He wants to tell him something about the land they are planning to buy. When Crook learned about this he told Candy if he could ask George to include them on their plan too. Afterwards, Curley’s wife came in too looking for Curley which Candy and Crook didn’t like. They tried to drive her away and only left when Candy says that he heard the other guys returned. George came looking for Lennie and got angry when he found out that Candy and Lennie have been talking about their plans to Crook. Then he ordered the two to leave at once before they all get into trouble. Crook told Candy to forget about what he said to him earlier.

Then one Sunday afternoon, while the others are playing horseshoes, Lennie is in the stable holding his dead puppy in his arms. Knowing that George will get mad at him, Lennie was really scared. Curley’s wife came inside the stable. Lennie throw hay over the puppy to cover it up but the woman already saw it. She sat beside Lennie and tell story about her past. When Lennie told her that he didn’t want to kill the puppy, he just like to pet things, she let him touch his hair. While Lennie was stroking her hair he gets too eagerly not knowing she’s hurting the girl. Curley’s wife tried to get away from Lennie but he got scared so instead of letting her go he hold on to her more and covered the girl’s mouth to keep her from screaming until accidentally he broke her neck which caused her death.

Seeing the lifeless girl, Lennie knew he did a bad thing. He remembered what George told him on their way to Salinas. If he get into trouble he have to return to the bush and wait there until George come for him. So he left, carrying the dead puppy with him. Candy went to the stable to look for Lennie. There he found Curley’s wife dead, lying on the hay. He went out to fetch George. George knowing that Lennie did this told Candy to get the guys but not to tell them that George already knew about the incident. When Curley knew about his wife death he gets really angry and suspected that Lennie killed her. They went out to look for Lennie. George knowing where Lennie is hiding was the first to find him. Lennie was so scared because he is sure that George is angry at him. George tells him that he is not mad and asked Lennie to look across the river while he tells him about their plans. While doing this he take out Carlson’s gun and aimed it at the back of Lennie’s head. He fired the gun and Lennie dropped dead beaside him. Curley, Slim and Carlson came rushing to him. He made them think that he killed Lennie out of self defence. Only Slim knew that he did it out of love.

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If by rUdyArd kIplIng

Wednesday, November 23, 2011 | Labels: pOEtry

IF you can keep your head when all about you
Are losing theirs and blaming it on you,
If you can trust yourself when all men doubt you,
But make allowance for their doubting too;
If you can wait and not be tired by waiting,
Or being lied about, don't deal in lies,
And yet don't look too good, nor talk too wise:

If you can dream - and not make dreams your master;
If you can think - and not make thoughts your aim;
If you can meet with Triumph and Disaster
And treat those two impostors just the same;
If you can bear to hear the truth you've spoken
Twisted by knaves to make a trap for fools,
Or watch the things you gave your life to, broken,
And stoop and build 'em up with worn-out tools:

If you can make one heap of all your winnings
And risk it on one turn of pitch-and-toss,
And lose, and start again at your beginnings
And never breathe a word about your loss;
If you can force your heart and nerve and sinew
To serve your turn long after they are gone,
And so hold on when there is nothing in you
Except the Will which says to them: 'Hold on!'

If you can talk with crowds and keep your virtue

' Or walk with Kings - nor lose the common touch,
if neither foes nor loving friends can hurt you,
If all men count with you, but none too much;
If you can fill the unforgiving minute
With sixty seconds' worth of distance run,
Yours is the Earth and everything that's in it,
And - which is more - you'll be a Man, my son!

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hAbErdAy dEArEst frOm yOUr hIlAw nA mAnUgAng...

Thursday, November 17, 2011 | Labels: fAcEbOOk, fAvEsIs, hAbErdAy, lAyf, lOvEsUcks, rAwmArk, sUrprIsE, zUrcAlEd

This is your controversial FB message on my sister's wall...

Ako Si Jowan Anaknimangjose
one reason why i love dearest, she's easy to please. just a simple dinner and overflowing greetings from my friends and relatives HAPPY na sya.. HABERDEY again DEAREST!! mhua..mhua.. tsup..tsup.. ;)

You, Bebe Love and 4 others like this.

Romark Egenias Mayuga haberdey pakisabi na lang ke dearest niyo.

November 17 at 8:30pm · · 1

It should not be a big deal... So, why am I making a fuss about it?

You've greeted Lie and Gara on their birthdays but you've known them personally. Though I'm a little bit surprised it can be considered as normal. But to greet my Mom on her birthday??? It's just not your style... It seems that you've suddenly grown a heart! Don't get me wrong... I'm not saying that you are a heartless person. It is not just like you. I would understand if you just PM my sister. But you did something unusual. Out of the ordinary! I would consider it a milestone for you. Showing that you care... that you give a damn! Not minding who would read your message. It's nice... that's so sweet of you. Bet my Mom appreciate it so much.

Maybe there's nothing much to it. Just a simple greeting 'coz you're feeling generous at that time... and it has nothing to do with me. Why the hell does it have to do with me?!!!

"Feelingera!"... that's who I am. But you can't blame me. It's you that changed... and you keep surprising me. I like this change in you... but it is making me sad too...L

Please don't expect too much...

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hArUkI mUrAkAmI, hIs fIrst nOvEl (thE rEvIEw(?)) And An AttEmpt tO wrItE (AgAIn!)...

Tuesday, November 08, 2011 | Labels: bOOk, mUrAkAmI, rEvIEw, wrItIng

This is the first time I read a novel by Haruki Murakami. I always see his book on the shelf of the nearby bookstore I frequently visit but I never did borrow one. Then I chance upon his name on one of the blog I read recently. I became curious and search for him on-line. Luckily, I was able to download all his works.

“There’s no such thing as perfect writing. Just like there’s no such thing as perfect despair.”

This is the first line on his the first novel he wrote “Hear the Wind Sing”. Maybe every writer or those who, like me, aspires to be one suffers the same problem. Always attempting to write a perfect story but only ends up writing nothing.

Writer’s Block! I always hear this among writers. No matter how hard they try to rack their brains out, they cannot come up with a single word to write. Maybe it is not that they can’t think of anything to write. Maybe it is because they have all these thoughts and feelings inside them that they cannot find the exact words to express it.

Writers need to be inspired and constantly motivated to come up with a good story. But I don’t think there’s a writer out there who would praise their own work. They are their own critic and for them their work is ain’t that good enough. They would make a lot of revisions before finally settling with what they think would be acceptable to their readers.

But writers are the fans of their own works too. They write with convictions… they write only things that they believe and feel that is real… even if it is only real for them. The first person they want to entertain with their work is their own self. When they read their work and realize that their feeling is not in sync with what they have written, then they have failed. It’s either they will abandon the project forever or re-write it until they are satisfied with what they are reading.

I can’t truly say that I want to become a writer. I just want to express my feelings and my thoughts through writing. And I want the story of my life to be perfectly written. But Murakami thought me one thing, that writing is a fun process. You can do anything with a pen and paper in your hand (or a laptop). You can create your own world, change it according to your whim. If it feels good… what’s the problem?
I’m no writer and I’m no critic. I can only tell some of my friends to read a certain book because I enjoyed it a lot. But I cannot tell them how it was beautifully written or if the writer sucks! I can only see that most authors have their own patterns in writing. And I cannot say that my observations on their work are correct.

So, what can I say about the first novel of Murakami “Hear the Wind Sing (Kaze no uta o kike)”? It was his first attempt at writing so maybe he just wrote whatever comes to his mind at that time. Without a particular direction, it starts with one story then go to another one. Non-linear? Some parts will make your eyebrow crease a little. There are characters in the story I didn’t quite follow. Maybe it is part of the mystery… or maybe only intelligent people would know it. I like the part where the main character and he’s sort-of leading lady were talking about their zodiac signs. I wonder if in his latter works, Murakami would speak of being a Capricorn. Is he as obsessed as I am? Like a true blue Capricornian?

Did I like it? I like most part of it, I’m confused with the others. They say if you have read other books of Murakami, the first novel is must read! Not because it was well written, but more of understanding the writer himself. Reading his first work made me crave for more. Can’t wait to read his other works. Maybe I would get to know the man more and would remind me that writing is fun!

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hEAr thE wInd sIng by hArUkI mUrAkAmI

Monday, November 07, 2011 | Labels: bOOk, mUrAkAmI, qUOtEs, wrItIng

“There’s no such thing as perfect writing. Just like there’s no such thing as perfect despair.”

In the end, writing a story isn’t a means of self-therapy, it’s nothing more than a meager attempt at self-therapy.

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For example, if I were to write about elephants, I’d have had no idea what words to use. That’s what it was like.

I’m not trying to make excuses. At least what I’m writing here is the best I can do. There’s nothing else to say. Still, here’s what I’m thinking: way before you’re good at it, maybe years or decades before you’re good at it, you can save yourself, I think. And when you do, the elephant back on the plains will be able to tell his story with words more beautiful than your own.

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The writer who writes literature, that is to say the writer who ensconces himself in his work, always checks his distance. The important thing isn’t what he perceives, it’s the ruler he uses.” -If it Feels Good, What’s the Problem?

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“People with dark souls have nothing but dark dreams. People with really dark souls do nothing but dream,” went a favorite saying of my late grandmother.

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For me, writing is a terribly painful process. Sometimes I spend a month unable to write a single line, other times, after writing for three straight days and nights I realize everything I’ve written is all wrong. Nevertheless, in spite of all that, writing is also a fun process. Compared to the difficulties of living, with writing it’s a lot easier to find meaning.

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If I could lighten up just a little, the world would move according to my whims, the value of everything would change, the flow of time would be altered…that’s how I felt.

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The things we try our hardest not to lose, we really just put create deep abysses in the spaces between them. No matter how long your ruler is, it’s an immeasurable depth.

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If you’re looking for fine art or literature, you might want to read some stuff written by the Greeks. Because to create true fine art, slaves are a necessity. That’s how the ancient Greeks felt, with slaves working the fields, cooking their meals, rowing their ships, all the while their citizens, under the Mediterranean Sun, indulged in poetry writing and grappled with mathematics. That was their idea of fine art. Those people digging around in the refrigerator at 3am, those are the only people I can write for. And that, is me.

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“I’ll just come right out and say it, rich people have no imagination. They can’t even scratch their own asses without a ruler and a flashlight.

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Everybody’s gotta die sometime. But until then we’ve still got fifty-some odd years to go, and a lot to think about while we’re living those fifty years, and I’ll just come right out and say it: that’s even more tiring than living five thousand years thinking about nothing.

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I can always buy another car, but luck I cannot buy.

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Living authors don’t have any merit. Dead authors, as a rule, seem more trusting than live ones.

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The Rat’s stories always follow two rules: first, there are no sex scenes, and second, not one person dies. Even if you don’t acknowledge it, people die, and guys sleep with girls. That’s just how it is.

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Do you think I’m wrong?” she asked.

The Rat took a sip of beer and shook his head deliberately. “I’ll just come right out and say it, everybody’s wrong.”

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“Well, some people are just born unlucky.”

“Who said that?”

“John F. Kennedy.”

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Whatever can’t be expressed might as well not exist.

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With civilization comes communication. Expression and communication are essential; without these, civilization ends.

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Whenever I look at the ocean, I always want to talk to people, but when I’m talking to people, I always want to look at the ocean. I’m weird like that.

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A girl lends you something…*hiccup*…you return it, understand?”

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I heard this joke in an old movie about the Great Depression:‘

You know why I always have my umbrella open when I walk by the Empire State Building? ‘Cause people are always falling like raindrops!’

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“Hey, what the hell do you think girls eat to survive?”

“The soles of their shoes.”
“No way,” said the Rat.

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Bigness, sometimes it changes the very essence of something into something else entirely.

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There are some things in the world you just can’t do anything about.

“For example?”
“Cavities, for example. One day your tooth just starts hurting. Someone comforting you isn’t going to make it stop hurting. When that happens, you just start to get mad at yourself. Then you start to get really off at the people who aren’t pissed off. Know what I mean?”
“Kind of,” I said, “still, think about this. Everyone’s built the same. It’s like we’re all riding together on a broken airplane. Of course there are lucky people, there are also unlucky people. There’re tough people, and weak people, rich people, and poor people. However, not a single person’s broken the mold with his toughness. We’re all the same. Everyone who has something is afraid of losing it, and people with nothing are worried they’ll forever have nothing. Everyone is the same. The sooner you realize that, the sooner you’ll want to get stronger. Even if you’re just pretending. Don’t you think? There aren’t any real strong people anywhere. Only people who can put on a good show of being strong.”

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The truth is this: life is empty. However, help is available. If you know that from the outset, it’s almost as if life’s not really meaningless at all. We’ve really worked tirelessly to build it all up, and then tried with all our might to wear it down, and now it’s empty. No matter how hard you work, or how hard you try to bring it down, none of that’ll be written here. ‘Cause it’s a real pain in the ass. For those of you who really want to know, you can read about it in Romain Rolland’s novel Jean-Christophe .It’s all there, written out for you.

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“If writers only wrote about things everybody knew, what the hell would be the point of writing?”

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Telling lies is a really terrible thing. These days, lies and silence are the two greatest sins in human society, you might say.In reality, we tell lots of lies, and we often break into silence.

However, if we were constantly talking year-round, and telling only the truth, truth would probably lose some of its value.

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“You’re a Capricorn?”

“Yeah, you?”
“Me too. January 10th.”
“Feels like an unlucky star to be born under. Same as Jesus Christ.”

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Even from whatever miserable experience you might have, there is something to be learned, and it’s because of this that I can find the will to keep on living.

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I’m going to try to only think positive thoughts. And I’ll be able to fall sound asleep at night. Because the worst thoughts usually strike in the dead of night.

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“What you give freely to others, you will always receive in turn.”

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Things pass us by. Nobody can catch them. That’s the way we live our lives.

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Am I happy?

If you asked me this, I’d have to say, ‘Yeah, I guess.’ Because dreams are, after all, just that: dreams.

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Then, in a flood of people and in the flow of time, she vanished without a trace.

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“In the light of day, one can comprehend the depths of night’s darkness.”

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“Compared to the complexity of the universe,” Hartfield says, “our world’s like the brain tissue of an earthworm.”

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