Land of the Oujo.

Yo. I guess every new blog deserves an introduction of some sort: a little background information on the person behind the words; their likes, dislikes, responsibilities, future aspirations and most of all, a hint of what they’d be sharing to the rest of the world as they thrive in this community. It’s not unlike an advertisement trying to hook people into buying merchandise, yeah? Except, of course, I’m inviting you to read about my life. This is far more exciting stuff.

Now since this is about the umpteenth blog I’ve erected in my name, I’ve long since decided to drop the real identity and write anonymously instead. This way, there is some semblance of freedom in writing what I want to write without having to worry about what people think. Especially if they are people I know.

For now, you may call me Oujo. According to a famous drama I’ve been watching these days, it literally means “princess”; although in that show, it was a term used as a nickname for the granddaughter of a yakuza leader. (If I’m going to be a princess, I’d definitely prefer being a yakuza one.) I am very fond of the drama, so there is no question as to taking the Oujo name as my own.  

I presently live in Canada, but I’d been born and raised in a land far far away. I’ve always been taught never to dwell in the past, so I won’t expand on that. As for my age, I’ve just become legal in the province I live in now. I don’t drive yet though. But I have managed to get into university. I will be studying Engineering at the local university this fall.

I live presently with my family of five in our humble home. There’s my mom, my dad, my older brother and my younger sister. We are all busy people so ‘detached’ is about the right term to describe us. Everyone works except for my younger sister. 

I’m a cashier at the local bookstore and my pay is horrid. I buy a lot of books though, so I keep telling myself that that in itself is reason enough to stay. I’ve been working there for almost 2 years at barely minimum wage.

On the few rare moments that I am not working, I’m usually stuck on this machine for hours on end doing a variety of things. When I’m not reading fanfiction, manga or blogs; I download episode after episode of Japanese Drama and anime. I might also be designing (or so I call it), layouting, or playing Big2 while waiting for downloads to finish. I blog often too of course, except having too many internet journals makes it tiring too fast.

On my spare time, I also like watching movies (on DVD or at the theaters), as well as reading manga and books. I’m a frequent visitor at the library, eager for the next publication of authors such as Darren Shan, Amelia Atwater-Rhodes, Tamora Pierce, Eoin Colfer, and JK Rowling. Teen fantasy are not all that I read though. I’m also a fan of Douglas Adam’s Hitchhikers’ Guide to the Galaxy, Edgar Allan Poe’s short stories, Alexandre Dumas’ The Count of Montecristo, Mitch Albom’s Five People You Meet in Heaven, Jane Austen’s Sense and Sensibility, Paulo Coelho’s The Alchemist and other eclectic titles. My manga collection has also grown to be more than a $1000 investment. It is both sad and impressive at the same time.

For movies, I enjoy titles such as Kill Bill, The Godfather, Lord of the Rings, Love Actually, The Pianist, A Little Princess, and Ocean’s Eleven. My most favourite movie thus far would have to be Fight Club though. I thought it was bloody brilliant. Bravo Chuck Palahniuk for writing such a twisted novel to base such a twisted movie on!

I also have time to watch TV believe it or not; and when I do, I am most likely stuck on the show Nip/Tuck. There is just something about the human nature (at least mine) that makes us (or just me) enjoy having controversy after controversy unfold before our eyes. I digress though; this is so much more healthier than buying useless tabloids or gushing over Ms. So-and-so’s latest boobjob. 

Big Brother is another show that entertains me like no other. My sister and I watch it, tape it and watch it three times again before the next episode comes out. We also like to talk about it as if we were in the house ourselves. If it isn’t rigged, then I acknowledge that it must be pretty difficult to keep yourself alive in that game. It’s all about wits I tell you, and that is what attracts me most to the show. With BB7 on air this summer, I just have to root for Chilltown. Will is an amazing player.

After all that useless blabber on things I do and things I like, let me now tell you of some of my petpeeves and things that I dislike. I am scared shitless of cockroaches. I am so fortunate that I am living in a city too cold for them bastards. 

I don’t like it when people ask for help and go, “Oh, nevermind. I got it.” after the fact that you’ve already made time and effort to help or if worse, you’ve actually started helping. I don’t mind it in a small scale, but when it entails scanning things for example and only being told that they don’t need it after you’ve finished; it drives me absolutely nuts.

I don’t like it when people talk while watching movies. That is just rude, and 99% of what you say is probably only trash anyway. All I’m saying is, it can wait.

People who are tardy and don’t mean their apologies are nasty buggers. I’m always late myself, but I always mean it when I say I’m sorry. I don’t go and act like it was no big deal, making you wait for an hour. I’m pretty practical enough, so I dislike the really idealist types — the hippies, the kids who think they’ll be “friends forever,” etc. My reasons are 50-50: I’m envious of their optimism; or I just think they’re the biggest hypocrites of all.

I am an aspiring architect. Not only because I want to design safe and beautiful buildings throughout the world, but also because I’d like to contribute to the many people who can’t afford to have one or be in one. My ambition is to house as many people possible without depleting the resources we have left. And speak many languages along the way.

So in the end, 2 hours of writing this and many many words later, I’m really just another little girl with a lot of time to waste on revealing her so-called life in the net. What will my future entries entail, you wonder? I have no clue. I’m guessing it depends on my mood and energy; but we’ll see. I’ll look forward to the next entry.

Ittekimasu!