Boulevard Of Broken Dreams

Stereotype. What else can I possibly blog about on this one? I've blogged about it before, & I'm here again to express my dissatisfaction about stereotypical thoughts.

It has gotta start from where I'm living now. I'm so distraught by the fact that whenever people think of Russians, images of mafias & crimes are perpetuated & projected directly into their heads. Come on. Russia is not that bad, although I do admit that crime rates are sky high and they aren't exactly that friendly. But hey, that doesn't mean that they're all born with evil intentions.

And if you would just pay a little bit of attention into the media, you'll realise what's going on. Films, especially. I've noticed this for quite some time. For countless number of times I've set foot into the cinema, expecting great action films. And guess what? Hey, the bad guy is Russian again. Casino Royale? Le Chiffre, treasurer of a Soviet-backed trade union. Quantum of Solace? Yusef Kabira, Kazan, Russia. Universal Soldier? General Boris, Russian. The Spy Next Door? Poldark, Russian. Even the latest, most anticipated sequel to Iron Man, the Iron Man 2; Whiplash is a Russian.

I did not went back to Malaysia just to catch myself sitting in a cinema with the antagonist speaking Russian. Sigh.

Yet another ranting post of mine. Sorry if I've offended anyone with what I've said here, but sometimes things are not what you think they are. Do absolutely not believe in any rumours that people are spreading, not until you get the first hand information yourself, not until you've experienced what it's really like. Or perhaps, I should say that I'm starting to blend in & get used to the life of an inostranets (иностранец) / (foreigner). Gotta learn how to live life the Moscovites' way.

Hahah, just for laugh gags. Someone commented on a torrent page, and a fellow user responded in a rather funny way. Hope this makes your day..

Boulevard of Broken Dreams - Gregorian.

-MX-

Jump

It's Russia's Men's Day today. Well.. I'm not exactly the type that cares whenever this kind of shit goes on. No, not at all. Men's Day? Let it be. I'm only setting my eyes on the two sumptuous days of holidays. Monday & Tuesday, two of the busiest days in my timetable. And I'm off the hook for this week.

Men's Day? More like Testosterone Day or Gay Day, I presume? I don't care. It's a holiday. And holidays are meant to be enjoyed. Or so I thought. I've been missing out a lot in my studies, it's time to catch up & I've got tons & tons of studying to do. Which means... My holidays = GONE!!!

Go fuck yourself. Go drink all you want & smoke your fermented shit. Stop the fucking bother me. You know who you are. I don't need you here spoiling my life. I've had enough. I'm tired enough with every single shit that's going on around me, and I don't need you to make it worse for me.

Jump - Flo Rida feat. Nelly Furtado.

-MX-

Get Shaky

An all-white Chinese New Year. Hmm.


Complexity & depression invades my mind now. I wonder why. Something bothers me, but I don't know what exactly it is. It's complicated. I feel emotionally pulverized. The feeling of un-belonging.

Every single time I board a Moscow Metro train now, I feel it. It's a form of excitement that gets me nowhere. Ah, finally. A proper elaboration of my feelings. Yes, it's the very same excitement that I get when I was on my way back to Malaysia about a month ago.

Whenever I flip open my wallet, I see those U.S. Dollars & Euros neatly arranged next to the local currency here, I get that stinging sensation on my heart. I see home. I see my family, my friends, my lover. How is that possible?


Am I homesick?

Get Shaky - The Ian Carey Project.

-MX-

I Remember

I was back in Malaysia for about 3 weeks. Yeah. For those who I didn't manage to contact or meet up with while I was back, I'm sorry. I couldn't blog to announce my return as I couldn't go online. Life pretty much sucked when there's no Internet, but the food & company of friends back there... That pretty much sums up everything. Heh..

Flew with Etihad Airways this time back to Malaysia. The seat configurations were much better than Emirates', & the take offs & landings were silky smooth. One of the best airlines I've took, definitely. It felt good to be home. Home sweet home. Friends everywhere.. Hmm.

Chinese New Year is around the corner. But this year it's simply different; something new for me. Chinese New Year without family members.. And Chinese New Year celebrated at -10'C.. Usually it's somewhere hot for me, but this year it's just cold.. Pure cold.. Not to mention that the Chinese New Year this year fell on the same day as Valentine's.. Oh, my Valentine.. Chinese New Year & Valentine's spent alone in a cold, far away land? That sucks badly.

I'm skipping topics here, feeling completely random. Learned a new Russian proverb from my Chemistry lecturer, which sounded quite true to me.. Чем меньше знаешь, лучше спишь, or translated as 'the less you know, the better you sleep'. Sometimes there are some things that we shouldn't even find out in the first place. These could be agonizing facts, unfair truths, evil plans... They could be anything. From a heart-breaking fact to spoiling a carefully planned surprise, finding out the truth could really bring one all sorts of miseries. And sometimes, it's not worth looking back & wondering why some things are the way they are now... Finding out only amplifies the pain, & by doing so we're being our own silent assassins..

Anyway... Happy Chinese New Year, again.. May ya'll have a prosperous new tiger year.. For those expecting a child anytime this year, wish you have a healthy baby. For those who are having exams, wish you luck in passing with flying colours. For those in a relationship, wish you happiness with the one you love. For those who are striving hard at everything else, I wish you all the best in everything you do. Happy Valentine's Day, to my beloved...

I Remember - deadmau5 feat. Kaskade

-MX-