Another mandatory cryptic entry for self (:P)

Maybe it's cos I've just finished this.. or maybe it's to do with some astro-virgo thing.. or maybe it's just that tomorrow's my last day at work.. but it's been a long time since I've felt so at peace.

Just as how it is ironic that one finds hope in the most desperate of songs, it's quite ironic how i feel most hopeful about the future lying ahead of me even though to other people what lies ahead of me seems to be nothing.

It's easy to forget the pain. My dad was mindful of his eating habits immediately after he suffered a heart attack two years ago, but now I doubt he thinks twice before putting that piece of fried chicken in his mouth. I forget, sometimes, why I made the decision. But I look past the money, and things become clear to me again.

Going back to [Itoshi kimie]... one of the Jdoramas I picked up in Taiwan last wkend. Adapted from a novel (adapted by the same scriptwriter as Love Quotient), suspend some disbelief and it's a rather engaging story. One that robs tears from you~be forewarned! What I liked about this dorama was how it really sucked me into its world. So much so that when the TV screen popped back to darkness after the last disc ran its final scene, it felt like I was rudely jolted back into harsh reality.
Not all doramas can do that. Sigh.. it's been a long time since I last watched an intense dorama.
Succumbing to fangirlism/dreamer-mode/collector-mood, am suddenly inspired to:
a) watch more Kanno Miho
b) watch more Fujiki Naohito
c) get the memorabilia postcards & handphone accessories (& i thought i've gone enuff times to FujiTV! the ride to Odaiba's expensive and not included in the JR Pass..argh)
d) get the soundtrack & yeah..Moriyama too~
e) visit Nagasaki

Okay. Off to write.. my biggest cheque so far.