Xfresh Archive: Pieces of Me Fighting over Me...

Location: Location, location, location...
Mood-of-the-day: Self-inflicted confusion

It's Saturday morning and I have a very dizzy head. My Voice of Reason is shouting for me to get back to work on those database and programming chapters for the comings exams, while Voice of Negligence is countering her with excuses that I've been through the chapters before and there's only two classes for this short semester.

Voice of Balance is trying to keep the peace in my head, telling me to take calming breaths, keeping me from pulling my hair out while Voice of Stupidity is bouncing up, down, all around the grey matter, going 'wheeee-hee-hee-hee-eee'. In the end, I chunked them all into my Train of Thought and sent them on a one-way instant trip to Subconscious.

I went back to school yesterday afternoon to edit, upload, write and post the gathering POV n' Pics in the blog. Much of the pictures I've taken didn't turn out so good, some too dark, bad shots, digital problems, etc. But I saved those that can be save into my dad's laptop, in a folder next to my sis's wedding photos. But the really good shots are already posted up in my last entry.

I finally told my family about the blog today. I SMSed my sis a bit over enthusiastically since I suspected she was the closest in understanding what I was talking about. Only then I realized that she doesn't work on weekends and so she couldn't be online to view it. Oh damn! Well, at least I might have inspired her to start her own (she's an expert, her blog would be awesome).

I think my bro was a bit impressed that I was an Xfresher but since he manages one of the coolest futsal stadiums, he really wasn't into the me-having-a-blog part. My parents were blur at first, but they understood what an open journal was and they were easy about it. My lil' bro, who was no longer interested in Internet and hadn't been online in over a year (since we moved to Kt. D'sara) didn't say anything more than 'okay.' :P

I'm going to watch I, Robot tomorrow! My lil' bro and me had been waiting for this long enough to completely read all of Isaac Asimov's sci-fis. I'm not really a sci-fi gal (I'm a fantasy. Oooh, how did you already know? :P) s'matter of fact, I'm the only family member who has a book cupboard with 'Fantasy Only' sign over it. My lil' bro wasn't into sci-fi completely (I mean like, he doesn't quote Star Wars or Star Trek or anything), but he licks visual effects like chocolate.

To tell you the truth, I know the full I, Robot story days before the Malaysian premiere. I often visit The Movie Spoiler to read simply because I just can't wait to see the actual movie (and saved RM7, yeah I'm stingy). I know it ruined much of the suspense since I know it prior to the actual watching (thus, named 'spoiler') but if you should know that I go crazy at too much suspense and surprises. Gimme a new fantasy book full of suspense and I'll show you the definition of 'overexcited.'

Signed: *Ophie, with a head full with many other Voices of Alter-Egos, all singing Ashlee Simpson's Pieces of Me.