Time for action. Time for a comeback. It’s just so easy to get lost in the city, to spend money, to see bands, to get caught up in academical life till there’s almost no time left for yourself, to reflect, to relax, to breathe.
But now I’m back in my old room in my parents’ house for a few more weeks, and after some serious self-searching (WTF?) I sort of know who I am again.

Well, that’s over-dramatizing things, but also a good summary of what’s been happening these past few months.

It would’ve been nice to come back with a new layout and all, but alas, I’m in the middle of completing two papers that are going to kill me, I swear, but after I’m done, I’ll do something that’s not just not being there and not updating.

For the time being: bouts of nostalgia for one certain Japanese rock band, Red Garden (OMG, greatness), obsessing over 古典文学 which entrails obsessing over the Kojiki, the Nihonshoki, the manga Yakumotatsu and re-discovering the exquisite silliness that is Fushigi Yuugi and Haruka naru toki no naka de; Idlewild in April, Bloc Party in May, one certain Japanese rock band in August (?).