... in which I kill time by the hour ...

Nov 27, 2011

Putting le HP Freak on

Stole this off random blogger in order to keep my HP muse activated. My inspiration keeps fluctuating D8

01. If you went to Hogwarts, which house would you be sorted in?
Gryffindor or Ravenclaw. But definitely the former as the Hat takes my choice into account xD

02. Have you ever been to a Harry Potter midnight release?
For the last three books. The sleep lost each time was so worth it!

03. What did you think of Deathly Hallows?
A pretty satisfying ending. Lots of action all around and many loose ends tied up ^^ Though I sometimes think too much happened in just one book.

04. How many times have you reread the books?
I have lost count D: Prizoner of Azkaban is almost in ruins, I abused it so much.

05. Whose death was the saddest?
Dumbledore, Sirius and Fred T-T

06. If you went to Hogwarts, would you rather have a pet owl, cat, or rat?
Owl. Duh.

07. What did you think of the movie Half-Blood Prince?
I had issues with crucial Tom Riddle memories being cut, Michael Gambon's unconvincing Dumbledore and tons of stuff, but as a film, it kicked ass. 

08. What do you think of Deathly Hallows being split in half?
Good choice. They actually managed to stick the majority of the plot into the movies this time.

09. Have you read The Tales of Beedle the Bard?
Yep. Some stories were a little dragging, but most were very amusing, with legit morals.

10. When did you first become a Harry Potter fan?
I was in grade 3 or 4. Around 9 years old ... 2000?? Wow, it's been a while.


Female Character: Luna Lovegood. Your argument is invalid.
Male Character: Neville Longbottom, Sirius Black, Ron Weasley. The more flawed, the better xD
Professor: Remus Lupin and Minerva McGonagall.
Death Eater: Bellatrix Lestrange.
Magical Creature: Phoenix
Spell: The Patronus Charm
Quote: "It is not our abilities that show what we truly are. It is our choices."
Book: Prisoner of Azkaban. Deathly Hallows come close ^^
Movie: Deathly Hallows for actually following most of the plot.
Hogwarts House: Gryffindor & Slytherin
Place: Hogwarts castle, The Three Broomsticks, Honeydukes, Diagon Alley
Weasley: Gred and Forge + Ron + Bill
Couple: Ron/Hermione. The only canon couple I actually supported. O.o

Gryffindor or Slytherin: *forcefully merges them together*
Ravenclaw or Hufflepuff: Hufflepuff. Them Badgers are awesome, OK.
Fred or George: GRED AND FORGE. This ain't a legit choice.
Ginny or Luna: Luna. Hands down.
Butterbeer or Firewhiskey: Butterbeer. Why do people even want to get drunk?
Hogsmeade or Diagon Alley: *puts Diagon Alley smack in the middle of Hogsmeade*
Books or Movies: BOOKS. ALWAYS.
Half-Blood Prince or Deathly Hallows: Deathly Hallows
Sorcerer’s Stone or Chamber of Secrets: Neither, much. And it's Philosopher's Stone D8
Snape or Slughorn: Snivellus
Lupin or Sirius: Sirius, but I adore Remus very much, too.
Harry/Ginny or Harry/Hermione: HARRY/DRACO. SUE ME.
Lavender Brown or Parvati Patil: Parvati. HBP killed Lavender for me.  
Seamus Finnigan or Dean Thomas: Leprechaun Boy FTW
Kreacher or Dobby: Dobby
Muggleborn or Pureblood: No difference. Magical blood is magical blood =_=
Dan Radcliffe or Rupert Grint: Rupert Grint. ♥
Bellatrix Lestrange or Narcissa Malfoy: Bellatrix kicks ass. I like Cissy too, though.
Voldemort or Tom Riddle: Invalid. Same thing >.>
Hedwig or Crookshanks: Hedwig! I miss her ;-;

Nov 26, 2011

Harry Potter + Titanic = EPIC (fail >.>)

In which Euko-chan linked this on my facebook -

- and began a comment conversation of monstrous magnitude about my WIP Draco/fem!Harry fic and what it will take for Harry to finally be a part of this oh so gloomy and morbid Malfoy family, the nonexistent possibilities of Harry addressing Lucius as "Father" (LOL WHUT xD), how Narcissa would be a BAMF at breaking the ice between them whereas Draco would fail pathetically at it, and how long before the still-not-quite-accepting-the-reality Harry can actually begin calling Draco by his first name, at which point I pointed out that even Draco hasn't officially taken that step, and thus they are both "in the same boat" that inevitably led to this WTFery:

Euko:   Same boat, eh ... I wonder, who rows the boat? ;) xD

Me:   It would capsize before anyone can think of rowing :P

Euko:   YAAAY!!! So romantic! xD ♥ :P


Euko:   NO no. Drakie will have his arms around her. Harry's crushed against him. Their clothes are wet and clinging onto their body ... ;) *smirk*

Me:    And then they promptly drown xP

Euko:   Why are you so adamant on drowning them? >_<

Me:   Because if the two of them are on the same boat, it will obviously capsize! (Didn't I say that a few comments ago? >.>)

Euko:   Yeah but, they'll know how to swim ey >_<


Euko:   I'm willing to drown to death, but keep them alive :@

Me:   It's a perfect ending xDD

Euko:   You sadist!

Me:   >8D

And now I'm overcome with an annoying urge to belt out a crack Titanic parody starring HP characters in which, ultimately, everybody dies. *headdesk*

I dunno what crack I'm on. Pointless blog post is pointless. iRock

Nov 18, 2011

Ramblings + Review: Harry Potter and the Deathly Hallows 2

Le blog dump, both sad and happy tiemz.

One sharp pebble can cause the crack that shatters the glass...
Similarly, one harsh sentence can cause the scar that can break a relationship, if no one is willing to take the pains to heal it.
That's kind of how I feel now, with regards to ... well, a lot of stuff. It seems to me as if there are cracks in the glass all around me. Here and there, within and outside my family, so many relationships seem to be teetering on the edge of breaking. I can actually see the strain between the individuals involved, no matter how bright a smile they force onto their faces.
They try to act as if nothing happened between them, that no harsh words were exchanged, that all of us can still be friends and one happy family that will always be the same-old-same-old, but it's not the same. We're not the same. Some things are like nothing to what I remember during my childhood. (Or was I too blind as a child to negativity that already existed from way back then?)
Relationships have changed, and some, I fear, for the worse. One has broken. A few are barely surviving. And more and more seem to be taking a beating every day, with the majority being initiated by freakin' misunderstandings that are like little stones dropped into a pond where one ripple overlaps with the other until they keep getting bigger and bigger and all hell breaks loose. And when the misunderstanding is finally understood, no one is willing to stand up and say sorry. The scars and wounds inflicted on the heart remain.
I am grateful that I'm a third party observer in all this, but more often than not, I feel like I'm the only one that actually cares about all this. No one else seems to give a damn that some of us are actually growing apart; and I can't believe that some of the very people that I actually thought would share my feelings have brushed off my worries, as if they are just a child's irrational fears. I'm freaking twenty years old! I can see what's happening to us and when I express my concerns, it's because they are serious! Aren't family relationships important anymore? Why isn't anyone even bothering to take the blame and apologise even when they are so clearly in the wrong? Is a person's pride that important? Since when have we stopped caring about the other person and maintaining a loving, caring relation between us?
When I think about it, all this drama around me actually feels like a faint echo of what's happening to our country in general. We were a happy people once, where a person did not wish any suffering on the other, and where you can always find a helping hand and us Dhivehin were actually one. Now it's just every man for himself, a dog eat dog world where no one cares as long as it's the other person that's suffering and not them. I'll stop here now, because politics, as much as it pisses me off, is the one topic I'm determined not to give a damn about.

 Cousins are the first friends of your life...
And always will remain as such for the rest of it, so I have learned to treasure them. Most of my friend circle is made up of cousins anyway 'cause I have more of them than I'll ever need but I love all of you so yeah xD 
When it comes to friendshippy-bonding-with-cousins, I realised that I go through phases where, for a period of time, I'll be closer to a certain batch of cousins, then in the next period, I become closer to another batch, and then back again and repeat. This kinda happens when my interests in things change and so, in that time, I always connect most with the cousin(s) that share(s) my immediate interest. (Make sense?) This worries me a little sometimes, 'cause I wonder, what if the ones I'm growing a temporarily distanced from think that I don't care about them as much as I used to? There will always be a part of me, I guess, that will worry about the possibility of broken bonds and relationships.
So, lately, I've been trying really hard to maintain relationships all around, even though I notice that with some of them, I don't have as much to talk about as before. It saddens me, but that's just how it is, I suppose. At least we're all still on good terms and we can find topics to talk about, so for now, I satisfy myself with that.
Latest crazy escapade with cousins involve an insanely fun trip to Hulhumale', of which I have a ton of hilarious pictures that I can't really post here because we all share a phobia paranoia of revealing identities/photos on the Internet, but I'll just leave this here:
Le photographer: Moi. The above dorks took the liberty of transforming my pics into a gif xP
More than half of my childhood revolved around Harry Potter...
And I can still remember that one of my biggest fears was that Jo Rowling might die before she finished the books. The other fear was that I might die before she finished the books. xP I distinctly recall reassuring my ten year old self that I can always find out how the story ends in Heaven because of course Allah would tell me, right?. #ChildhoodFails.
I was both ecstatic and sad after finishing the seventh book. That same feeling has returned after finally seeing the last film. I'm happy, satisfied, sad, unsatisfied, blissful, melancholic and a whole lot of other things that would require me to rape a thesaurus, but mostly just content. It was a spectacular ending to an outstanding saga and David Yates didn't let me down.
SPOILERS AHEAD: Oh, I have issues with it, certainly, but for an HP book-turned-film, it was a lot better than I had dared to hope. True, it did bother me that Harry never actually knew that the other two Horcruxes were specifically Hufflepuff's cup and Nagini, and that he just conveniently "felt" them or "saw" them when he happened across them (I can't forgive Yates for cutting out those crucial memories in the sixth film. What was that nonsense about not wanting the focus of the film to be on Voldemort's childhood?! The entire book's core plot revolved around that!!!). It always gets on my nerves that the Polyjuice Potion never changes the original voice of the drinker - because, believe me, Hermione Granger's high voice coming out of Bellatrix Lestrange's mouth ... No. Just no. Aberforth Dumbledore did not get as much screen time as I'd have liked him to. The true story between the three Dumbledores and Grindelwald was never really explained; it was just a footnote. The Prince's Tale had important memories missing - like how and why Lily gave up on her friendship with Snape. I wish they had made Harry tell Neville to kill the snake, instead of Ron and Hermione, because in the book, Harry's determination to not say goodbye to his best friends (or anyone) and entrusting Neville to join Ron/Hermione to form the "new trio" was one of the key points that made Harry's walk to his death that much more emotional for me. Also, I wish more key points had been explained at "King's Cross", because so many things became clear at that point in the book. FINALLY, WHY COULDN'T THEY HAVE SHOWN LITTLE SCORPIUS MALFOY'S FACE, HMM?!
Long rant is long, yes, but I honestly loved the film. From the make-up to the special effects, the acting to the soundtrack - everything has been improving and this film certainly features the best yet. I adored the break-out from Gringotts on the dragon's back (but why'd they make it Hermione's idea? I know she's labelled as the "brilliant one", but it was supposed to be Harry's idea. Let him have some insanely brilliant moments, too, come on!). Also a shout-out to Helena Bonham Carter, because not only did she pwn as Bellatrix again, but she pulled off Emma Watson's Hermione-esque expressions wonderfully during the Polyjuice scenes. I forget the name of the dude portraying Aberforth, but I find myself preferring him to Michael Gambom (sort of like how I prefer Aberforth himself to Albus, I guess) and I think he did really well, given his limited screen time. I was actually impressed by the encounter between Harry and The Grey Lady, because they pulled it off better than I expected as she's a pretty sudden character.
The lead-up to the Battle of Hogwarts had a great atmosphere, laced with tension, excitement and apprehension and the promise of death and destruction, but with always the hope that the Light can succeed.. My heart was pounding when the professors began to fortify the castle and everyone got ready for the war. I almost spazzed when McGonagall brought those stone statues to life and went all hyper and giddy like a little child, "I've always wanted to use that spell xD". I literally laughed at that. :D
And the battle itself? Mind-blowing. I know that Deathly Hallows Part 1 was a set-up to the climax and this Part 2, the grand finale, so lots of action is to be expected, of course. And there were loads, with not a boring moment. What I loved most was how the action and entire battle were actually propelled by the characters; it wasn't just about random shit being blown up, but what they, as the storytellers of this saga, were actually doing to protect the world they live and believe in. It certainly established Neville as being the BAMF that he is and I was all HELL YEAH! And though I can understand that not all the personalities we adore can be brought on screen and individually shown, I did like the effort put in to the battle by the film-makers.
This is one of the few HP films where I actually liked the acting. Daniel has grown and I can actually accept him as Harry now. I have to give props to Emma 'cause I can see she is really trying (though her Hermione still doesn't entirely click it for me) and Rupert and Tom Felton were always, in my opinion, two of the best amateur actors in this series. Helena Bonham Carter owns the screen, even as a side character; no one can be McGonagall except Maggie Smith, and there are tons of others I wanna praise like Ralph Fiennes who brings Voldemort to life (in a different way than I imagined, but yeah OK), but right now the only actor I can actually spazz over is Alan Rickman. He is Snape. 'Nuff said. But I shall still spazz. In the previous films, he portrayed the side Snape expresses to Harry and the general public to near perfection, and in this film, when his past with Lily was revealed, it was like an arrow to my heart. His love for a woman who would never be his, the love that never changed over the years and which drove him to protect Harry though he is the living reminder of Lily's love for James, his heart breaking when he finally comes across the murdered Lily and how his face just falls and you can see his entire world crumbling around him ... I will admit to crying. Shedding actual tears. Snape will never be an ideal hero. He is only a tragic hero of sorts only because he fell in love; had he not, he would have been a Death Eater through and through. Nevertheless, he is one of the most complex and intriguing characters ever written with a solid and beautiful history behind him and Alan Rickman portrayed that to perfection. I most probably will still cry when I happen across The Prince's Tale again.
Finally, the epilogue. I was never too fond of the written epilogue (did we really need that?) but the film portrayed the scenes well. James Sirius has a face that is exactly how I imagined it to be - cocky and arrogantly playful - and Lily Luna was cute and Albus Severus was perfect and just too adorable for words! I liked the choice of child actors (BUT WHY NO SCORPIUS' FACE? WAEEEE?!) The make-up wasn't too bad, I guess, but I thought they could have made Harry, Ron and Hermione seem older. I was a bit happier with Ginny and Draco's make-up (and was intrigued with Astoria Greengrass and went all, 'Oooh~! So that's Felton's girlfriend! Not bad).
And then right when the Hogwarts Express begins to move out of King's Cross, THAT MUSIC begins to play. The classic Harry Potter soundtrack that used to play at the end of the first few films and then the camera zooms in on the trio's smiling faces and it was just so right and fitting and brought the whole story together that I totally "nostalgia'd" - as my friend would say - and thought I could forgive every little thing I disliked because this - this was just perfect and how this brilliant story should end and I was left with a smile on my face and just pure bliss in my heart. And that's what matters.
A part of my childhood has ended with this film, but like the Dumbledore here said, 'Words are our most inexhaustible source of magic'. I know that the halls of Hogwarts will always be there, waiting for me to walk through them the next time I open one of the books and I guess that's the real magic of Harry Potter. It is a powerful and moving story about a boy who turned out to be just ordinary in the end but still accomplished so much because he had who and what mattered beside him and with him, and that rings true for all of us too because the story draws us right into that world and a part of our hearts will always believe in it. I certainly do. It's been nine years since the deadline and I'm still waiting for my owl from Hogwarts :D A part of me always will, I think. Thank you, JKR, for this wonderful world you've built for us, and the film-makers who, even with all the unavoidable mistakes, brought that world to life. I enjoyed every moment of it.

I need more Arabic songs in my life...


Nov 4, 2011

Bring it

Exams are done. Results will be shown after the 20th ... and there are certain contributing factors that should concern me:

  • My Bio prof loves toughening up the exam so much that I'm actually unsure if I can win the challenge.
  • My English prof's "English" is such that, more often than not, we're the ones teaching her her own subject.
  • The Uni administrators are such ruthless merciful, callous thoughtful and tactless considerate @$$h0le$ angels that they screwed up the exam timetable most magnificently at the last minute and I couldn't revise Chem.
  • I'm so confident about Psych that I'm quite possibly the perfect target for that one monster called Situational Irony.

Call it whatever you will, but right now, this is my attitude towards the whole issue.

I'm just praying I won't end up being this when I finally do see the results...

Oct 25, 2011

In yer face, Dante!

The Dante's Inferno Test has sent you to Purgatory!
Here is how you matched up against all the levels:
Purgatory (Repenting Believers)Extreme
Level 1 - Limbo (Virtuous Non-Believers)Very High
Level 2 (Lustful)Very Low
Level 3 (Gluttonous)Moderate
Level 4 (Prodigal and Avaricious)Very Low
Level 5 (Wrathful and Gloomy)Very Low
Level 6 - The City of Dis (Heretics)Very Low
Level 7 (Violent)Low
Level 8- the Malebolge (Fraudulent, Malicious, Panderers)Low
Level 9 - Cocytus (Treacherous)Very Low

Take the Dante's Inferno Test

Hmm~ Looking at the results below, I'm pretty satisfied. Let's pray that my real life status in the afterlife will be similar ^^ And gosh, I'm writing the entire thing in HTML, something I was forced to learn after joining LJ. It feels both rewarding and exhausting.



You have escaped damnation and made it to Purgatory, a place where the dew of repentance washes off the stain of sin and girds the spirit with humility. Through contrition, confession, and satisfaction by works of righteousness, you must make your way up the mountain. As the sins are cleansed from your soul, you will be illuminated by the Sun of Divine Grace, and you will join other souls, smiling and happy, upon the summit of this mountain. Before long you will know the joys of Paradise as you ascend to the ethereal realm of Heaven.

Level 1 - Limbo

Charon ushers you across the river Acheron, and you find yourself upon the brink of grief's abysmal valley. You are in Limbo, a place of sorrow without torment. You encounter a seven-walled castle, and within those walls you find rolling fresh meadows illuminated by the light of reason, whereabout many shades dwell. These are the virtuous pagans, the great philosophers and authors, unbaptised children, and others unfit to enter the kingdom of heaven. You share company with Caesar, Homer, Virgil, Socrates, and Aristotle. There is no punishment here, and the atmosphere is peaceful, yet sad.

Level 2

You have come to a place mute of all light, where the wind bellows as the sea does in a tempest. This is the realm where the lustful spend eternity. Here, sinners are blown around endlessly by the unforgiving winds of unquenchable desire as punishment for their transgressions. The infernal hurricane that never rests hurtles the spirits onward in its rapine, whirling them round, and smiting, it molests them. You have betrayed reason at the behest of your appetite for pleasure, and so here you are doomed to remain. Cleopatra and Helen of Troy are two that share in your fate.

Level 3

In the third circle, you find yourself amidst eternal rain, maledict, cold, and heavy. The gluttons are punished here, lying in the filthy mixture of shadows and of putrid water. Because you consumed in excess, you meet your fate beneath the cold, dirty rain, amidst the other souls that there lay unhappily in the stinking mud. Cerebus, a canine monster cruel and uncouth with his three heads and red eyes, dwells in this level. He growls and tears at the damned with his teeth and claws.

Level 4

Just before the river Styx is the Fourth Level of Hell. Here, the prodigal and the avaricious suffer their punishment, as they roll weights back and forth against one another. You will share eternal damnation with others who either wasted and lived greedily and insatiably, or who stockpiled their fortunes, hoarding everything and sharing nothing. Plutus, the wolf-like demon of wealth, dwells here.

Level 5

The river Styx runs through this level of Hell, and in it are punished the wrathful and the gloomy. The former are forever lashing out at each other in anger, furious and naked, tearing each other piecemeal with their teeth. The latter are gurgling in the black mud, slothful and sullen, withdrawn from the world. Their lamentations bubble to the surface as they try to repeat a doleful hymn, though with unbroken words they cannot say it. Because you lived a cruel, vindictive and hateful life, you meet your fate in the Styx.

Level 6 - The City of Dis

You approach Satan's wretched city where you behold a wide plain surrounded by iron walls. Before you are fields full of distress and torment terrible. Burning tombs are littered about the landscape. Inside these flaming sepulchers suffer the heretics, failing to believe in God and the afterlife, who make themselves audible by doleful sighs. You will join the wicked that lie here, and will be offered no respite. The three infernal Furies stained with blood, with limbs of women and hair of serpents, dwell in this circle of Hell.

Level 7

Guarded by the Minotaur, who snarls in fury, and encircled within the river Phlegethon, filled with boiling blood, is the Seventh Level of Hell. The violent, the assasins, the tyrants, and the war-mongers lament their pitiless mischiefs in the river, while centaurs armed with bows and arrows shoot those who try to escape their punishment. The stench here is overpowering. This level is also home to the wood of the suicides- stunted and gnarled trees with twisting branches and poisoned fruit. At the time of final judgement, their bodies will hang from their branches. In those branches the Harpies, foul birdlike creatures with human faces, make their nests. Beyond the wood is scorching sand where those who committed violence against God and nature are showered with flakes of fire that rain down against their naked bodies. Blasphemers and sodomites writhe in pain, their tongues more loosed to lamentation, and out of their eyes gushes forth their woe. Usurers, who followed neither nature nor art, also share company in the Seventh Level.

Level 8 - the Malebolge

Many and varied sinners suffer eternally in the multi-leveled Malebolge, an ampitheatre-shapped pit of despair Wholly of stone and of an iron colour: Those guilty of fraudulence and malice; the seducers and pimps, who are whipped by horned demons; the hypocrites, who struggle to walk in lead-lined cloaks; the barraters, who are ducked in boiling pitch by demons known as the Malebranche. The simonists, wedged into stone holes, and whose feet are licked by flames, kick and writhe desperately. The magicians, diviners, fortune tellers, and panderers are all here, as are the thieves. Some wallow in human excrement. Serpents writhe and wrap around men, sometimes fusing into each other. Bodies are torn apart. When you arrive, you will want to put your hands over your ears because of the lamentations of the sinners here, who are afflicted with scabs like leprosy, and lay sick on the ground, furiously scratching their skin off with their nails. Indeed, justice divine doth smite them with its hammer.

Level 9 - Cocytus

This is the deepest level of hell, where the fallen angel Satan himself resides. His wings flap eternally, producing chilling cold winds that freeze the thick ice found in Cocytus. The three faces of Satan, black, red, and yellow, can be seen with mouths gushing bloody foam and eyes forever weeping, as they chew on the three traitors, Judas, Brutus, and Cassius. This place is furthest removed from the source of all light and warmth. Sinners here are frozen deep in the ice, faces out, eyes and mouths frozen shut. Traitors against God, country, family, and benefactors lament their sins in this frigid pit of despair.

Oct 20, 2011

She didn't say it, but she said it

The Situation:

In our university this year, only five students from my batch are taking Biology. We were the only ones in Bio class in the first semester (and happily hogging the professor all to ourselves), but this second sem, we were joined by another larger batch, who needed to take Bio to get full credit points or something and stealing le professor's attention from us. We were outnumbered 4 to 1 and generally, a handful of them performed better than all of us on the tests and quizzes.
I've never thought of that as much of a problem before - being jealous of someone is just pathetic, pointless and stupid; and requires actually giving a damn, which I can't be bothered to - but then...

Today, wrapping up the last class before exams:

Professor: Judging by your overall performances on the five quizzes we had, I'm expecting four of you to achieve High Distinctions in Bio this semester. :D

Me: [thinking] Four of us getting HDs? Quizzes? But ... the only ones who've continuously got top marks on all the quizzes are those few people from the other batch - wait. ಠ_ಠ
Is she ... implying that ... there will be HDs only from the other batch?! D8<

*insert inner rage*

Me: What, does she think we, her real original students, can't perform well enough to get above 80% in Biology?!

Professor: But of course, you all can go ahead and prove me wrong. :3


Oct 8, 2011

SuJu CAPTION Post - Round 2

Because the logical thing to do when I have a huge-ass Chem test in less than 24 hours is to sit down and make Super Junior macros. Of course. *nod*

I've already made some before. Now I'm here with a new batch because SJ just makes it too easy. Also, these mostly feature Yesung and Kyuhyun with some other members like Heechul, Eunhyuk etc thrown in. Just because.

(Right click and open in new tab for full view ^^)


And then this. Which does not even need a caption >8D
LOLWUT Umma spazzing, Yesungie doing DAT WALK and Kyuhyun's crotch on fire - it's a win in itself xD
I actually have tons more wacky pictures just begging to be captioned. But I shall try to restrain myself until my exams are over T_T
Man, I can't find funny Eito pics like these WHHYYYYYY

Sep 18, 2011

Bee Day Blues(?)

Kanjani8 should totally totally totally do justice to their 8Uppers song, Nakanaide Boku no Music, by making an eitolicious PV of it ... at the beach


And I don't mean on a set, like in NEWS' Summer Time (why only two seconds of beach tiem, Johnny-san, why why? D=), but really on the beach, where they'll spazz in the water and chuck sand at each other and throw NSKD in the sea because they always find a way to make him the butt end of the stick, and Subaru and Yoko will be laughing their asses off because they're sadistic assholes like that (or Subaru might be laughing cos he got to touch Ryo's butt, the pervert), and Maru will weird them out by making a beach-derivative of his infamous PAAAN! and wearing a bikini as a parody of their countdown tradition and Yasu will be all adorable and high on sugar in one second and manry and pwning them at surfing or water-skiing the next, and Hina will, of course, be tsukkoming the crap out of them because that's how he shows his affection to these dorks that he mother-hens. There will be merriment and dancing and dramatic semi nekkid running on the beach with the waves splashing around their ankles, and being silhouetted against a brilliant sunset and all that good stuff.

AND FOOD. Kanjani8 + Food = OTP FOR LIFE and Johnny-san, why haven't you done this already? D: 

That is seriously the scenario that pops into my head every time I hear that song - it's so full of joy and happiness and Eito-patented aslkjfjlakshf - especially the guitar strums at the very beginning. *v*
And yes, it is my birthday today and the most prominent thing on my mind is half nekkid Eito singing and dancing to Nakanaide Boku no Music at the beach  >.> /fail


So ... about the issue of growing up. My attitude is no less sour towards it. And Nao has yet to explain to me the brilliance of hatachi! I'm still holding you to that, btw.

Anyway, I took a moment to think and really let it sink that I'm actually twenty now and then it hit me. Over the past few years, I haven't grown up at all. At least, not mentally, nor emotionally. 

I mean, I barely spend more than three seconds to ponder on what I'll do with my life after I finish my degree; then I just get over it and don't spare it another thought. I'd rather hang with my friends and cousins, tramping down the roads, laughing our asses off, than ... yanno, go out and find a potential life partner. Heck, the fact that all my former classmates and friends are getting married around me and popping out kids creep me out like no one's business. I still have way too much a good time writing and reading freaking fanfiction than  serious stuff I actually need to read, like boring newspapers. I don't know shit about the political situation and members of this country and I'm happy with my ignorance. I almost co-wrote porn with my cousin via text messages. I am in no way desperate for a boyfriend, though two decades have gone by. I flail over bands like Kanjani8 and Super Junior with the spazziness of a ten year old. I still manipulate my parents to do as I wish if I really want something, and that too with all the dexterity of an experienced spoilt brat. I am in no way motivated to overcome my procrastination tendencies. I am thunderstruck that some of my cousins younger than me have already awakened their motherly instincts and are dying to get kids.

And I completely agree with Peter Pan. /foreverjealousofafictionalcharacter

Bottom line: I have, in no way, matured over the past few years. I am still spazzing through life and I am in no hurry to assume my responsibilities. And today, I'm twenty. For a moment, I was actually uncertain. Should I be concerned that I'm, you know, not growing up and sort of going backwards instead?

And then I realised.

Aug 29, 2011

Mini fandom epiphany

Because writing is my one way of venting and I need to get out this one insignificant epiphany, even though it is among the most inconsequential things in the Universe:

I've realised that Eito is really truly painfully amazing - yeah, I know I've already said that before - not simply because they are made of whack and insanity and unshakeable member ai and awesomefailsauce hilarity, but because they are the one group I've come across where I'm undeniably biased to every single one of them.

Yeah, I know I used to lean slightly more towards the whiny brat of an evil genius Yoko, perverted Subaru who created a whole new subset of ero-ero weirdness, and charismatic NSKD who's always been speshul, but that's more or less over now, methinks. There are no more favourites to play. Be it Maru's weird fail sense of humour, Yasu's existence that breaks nearly every gender stereotype that exists, Tacchon's hidden food-craving monster and so very very not manly side or even Hina, who I used to think was background commentary but newly discovered as a smart-mouthed, verbally and physicall tsukkomi-ing B.A.M.F - there are simply no more biases now. It's all over. T_T

Unimpressive fandom epiphany is unimpressive but there! It needed to be said.
Bottom line: Kanjani8 is amazing, not simply as a musician group, but as humans too.

That is all. ♥

Aug 9, 2011

Protecting ovaries is SRS BIZNIZ yo

So, I crashed over at my sister's after Uni today and ended up taking a much needed nap. I woke up some time later to discover that I still had my brand new phone in my pants' front pocket and it was getting quite nicely crushed.

Any other person would pull out their new phone to save it from an early flattening, no? But the only thing on my mind as I yanked it out was,
"Oh no~ Phone! Front pocket! Radiation! MY OVARIES!! THEY'RE GETTING FRIED!!"

I either just experienced the joys of a sleep deprived mind, or I actually have my priorities set straight. >.>

Jul 9, 2011

Food Pronz: Chocolate Balls

Total ball pronz failz
Um, yeah, OK, the title clearly isn't perverted and has no double meanings whatsoever and I so was not trying to insinuate anything when I just made it up on the spot. No way. Abso-freaking-lutely. Of course not. Yep. (=_=)' *sigh* #FailSpontaneity.

So, my cousin Nutti made these chocolate balls, which were heavenly apparently, for a Uni barbeque which I didn't attend. I was determined not to miss out on the chocolatey goodness, so I ditched everything yesterday and got around to dragging the recipe from Nutti and making it myself.

And let me tell you, it tastes DIVINE. I had some lingering doubts while making it, because there were moments when it seemed like it might be too chocolatey - yeah, as WTF as that sounds, such a thing is possible, yanno - but in the end, it tasted wonderful and perfect and gooey and just yum. So I thought I'd share the recipe. =)

I don't measure the ingredients in grams, but rather with utensils, so my apologies if anyone attempting this finds that inconvenient.

Chocolate Cake

1 large mug of butter
1 1/2 mugs of powdered sugar
1 1/2 mugs of flour 
5 tbsp of Cocoa powder
1 tsp of Baking Powder
6 eggs

Whisk the eggs, butter and sugar in a bowl until the mixture is light and frothy with no lumps. Dissolve the cocoa powder in some water (about half a glass) and add to the mixture. Whisk and then add the flour and baking powder. Add some water while whisking: best results when the batter is neither too viscous nor too liquid.
Heat the oven at 250 degrees for seven minutes. Grease a pan with oil or butter and pour in the cake batter. Bake at 220 degrees for fifteen minutes. (Stick a toothpick in afterwards; if it's not dry when pulled out, bake the cake for another five minutes)
Take out the cake and leave it to cool. Meanwhile, let's work on the cream and dip.

Cream (credits: Nutti. Dunno where she got it from)

1 tbsp of Cocoa powder
1/3 of a container of Crumpy spread (Alternatives: Pasta Nussa or Nutella)
4-5 large spoonfuls of Vanilla ice cream (or just dump in 1/3 of a medium container)

Dissolve the cocoa powder in a little water (it must not be too liquid nor too viscous). Add the Crumpy and vanilla ice cream and mix it all together. If it still tastes a little bitter, add a small tsp of powdered milk and mix.

Chocolate Dip 
Just mix 4 tbsp of Cocoa powder with one small container of condensed sweetener (that's gerikiru to you, Dhivehin). This is the moment when I first thought it'd be too chocolatey, but it works ^^

Next is the heartbreaking part. Take that beautiful chocolate cake you baked and totally destroy it. Squish it with your hands and fingers and crumble it all up (T_T). Pour in the cream and knead it well, until the crumbled cake becomes gooey and moist. Then roll it into balls of your desired size - my gosh, brain, do I need to bleach you - and pour the chocolate dip over them with a large spoon. (It's called a dip, but it's really quite sticky, so not that easy to dip in the chocolate balls. It's easier to just pour it over them).

And voila! Chocolatey gooeyness to fill your whole day with chocolatey bliss. xD Enjoy! 

Jul 4, 2011

Ramblings on an Ongoing Crisis

It's horrible, not knowing what you're going to do with your life. 

Since I was around 9, whenever anyone asked me, 'What's your ambition?', I always answered, 'To be an author'. There was no hesitation, no uncertainty, no hint of a creeping doubt back then. It's what I love; writing. I wanted to be a writer when I grew up.

The ambition clung on even when it was time to pick my subject stream when I entered secondary (high) school. I always knew I'd never choose the Business stream - the last thing I ever want, even now, is a desk job. I chose Science instead (for the knowledge) and Literature in English as the optional subject, because I assumed it'd help to expand my horizons with regards to writing. True, it did. But then, I was faced with reality.

My English is decent, insha Allah, but I suck on an epic scale when it comes to writing in Dhivehi (my native tongue). And here, for Maldivian writers, it's Dhivehi books that sell for them. Reality slap number one.

The book publishing system here, with all due respect, fails. For writers, that is. Here, you sell the copyright to some agency for a sum and that's all you're getting. A thousand people might buy your book, but the writer doesn't get a single penny from the gross. It all goes to the shops and the publisher. Reality slap number two.

My family is not rich. And due to certain circumstances, I'm the one whose gotta earn enough to support my parents when the day comes. I can't make that kind of money by writing. I considered doing photography 'cause I love it, but again, it's not a profession that gets you far in Maldives. Fashion photography, maybe, but I goggle nature, not skinny models in skimpy clothes. Reality slap number three.

When it was finally time to start my Degree, I decided on teaching because people and kids I've tutored tell me I'm good at it and I find it pretty satisfying (and it pays pretty well). University is hard - and can be irritating if you land with a lecturer that makes you wanna bang your head on the table - but overall, I really do love it. But it's overwhelming for me sometimes when I consider the future. If I officially attend a school as a teacher, it's bye-bye-free-time (and I'm someone that really values personal time. Why else would I procrastinate so much?) Second option is to just become a home tutor; that might bag me some free time, but would I make as much money that way? The thought is worrying.

Perhaps worst of all is that, somewhere deep inside, I want so much just to WRITE, with a little photography thrown in. People have told me I could write on the side while teaching, but lately, I've come to realise that most of my original fictions feature concepts ... not really that acceptable to Maldivian society. Sure, there are open-minded people, but even I myself find what I write weird sometimes. And, this is sad, but the majority of my people have a thing where they don't like new stuff. They stick with the old - which is why our film industry sucks for me; they do the same old storyline, retold in a cheesier, cornier way, because that's "what the masses connect with" - and brush aside new, alien ideas. And ... I just don't know ...

I'm still set on teaching, but it hurts when those moments come when I feel all uncertain and insecure and become afraid that I might regret the choices I've made. But I need to take reality into account and the path that is guaranteed, because due to my family situation right now, I can't afford the luxury of "trying something new" or "take a leap of faith" and do what I wanna do. I have my family I need to support and I don't ever want to let my parents down. They'd tell me to do what I want, but I know all too well that that wouldn't yield any satisfactory results, financial and realistic-wise. Not here, anyway.

I can deal with it. I can cling onto writing by immersing myself in fanfiction when I can, but it still feels horrible, wanting to walk down different paths at the same time. And lately I've been getting afraid that, due to these different wants and uncertainties, I might not find any path at all to walk on. That I might fail my family in the end. And that's just terrifying ...

Jun 9, 2011

Random JE Shizz

Hmm, maybe not exactly, since "JE" is of a much wider range, but this post is limited to only KAT-TUN, NEWS and Kanjani8 from Johnny-san's various disciples. Arvy totally has a point, OK.

Am stealing this from Nao (format and all >D), the thievery of which can be traced all the way back to Tumblr, apparently. I really need to find something better to do at 12.30 a.m. on a Thursday night. Like sleeping >_>

• 2 Favorite Members: Nakamaru Yuichi ♥, Taguchi Junnosuke. I like dorky, weird-ass guys, OK -_-
• 3 OTPs: KameMaru, JunKo, AkaMaru. I obviously prefer weird-ass ships, too.
• Funniest member: Junno. Hey, his jokes may fall flat, but they entertain xD
• Prettiest member: Torn between Pretty Princess Ueda and Jun-chan, the anomaly whose pretty never fails.
• Most bad-ass member: Koki, backwards cap, bling and piano skills and all that sh!t >D
• Member I’d like as my BFF: Maru ^o^ He'd be my confidante/pet/future-husbando-on-a-leash ahahaha.
• Member that’s ruined my life: None, yet. Yes, I pride myself on that xD

• 2 Favorite Members: Nishikido Ryo, Yamashita Tomohisa (yes, the dead-fish).
• 3 OTPs: TegoMassu, NishiKato, TegoPi. What, these ships are intriguing, OK!
• Funniest member: *long, uncertain silence* Eh ... Koyama? Maybe?
• Prettiest member: Pretty Pi is pretty. It's irrevocable.
• Most bad-ass member: Poison-tongued NSKD, Ryo-chan and all. And Tego as the evil sidekick.
• Member I’d like as my BFF: Tego. Evil people go together >8D
• Member that’s ruined my life: None here, too. *triumph*

 関ジャニ∞! <-- OHWOWLOOKIT'SKANJI can you tell I copy-pasted this from Nao? >.> 
• 2 Favorite Members: Nishikido Ryo, Yokoyama You ♥. The snarly, sarcastic evil-genius ball of lurve ohohoho
• 3 OTPs: YokoYass, RyoKura, YaSuba - oh heck, just mix 'em up and gimme; I got no complaints xD
Funniest Weirdest member: Ryuhei~ xD Oh Maru-chan, why your first name so pretteh?
• Prettiest member: Tacchon. All arguments stating otherwise are invalid.
• Most bad-ass member: Between Dokkun's dokkun and Hina's tsukkomi, which doesn't spare even mannequins, who am I supposed to choose?? 0.o
• Member I’d like as my BFF: Kimi-kun xD. We shall be the evil twins, plotting evil deeds together mwahaha.
• Member that’s ruined my life: THE WHOLE LOT OF THEM AJSKDJFKL

And since I'm ignoring that it's 1.00 a.m. now, I'm gonna do a SuJu version just for the hell of it.

Super Junior!
• 2 Favorite Members: Eunhyuk, Yesung. I did mention I adore dorky, weird-ass dudes. And Heechul's speshul, so he's automatically included OK.
• 3 OTPs: Kangin/Sungmin, Heechul/Eunhyuk - (Intimate Note is unhealthy, obviously) - Kyuhyun/raeping/Everyone.
• Funniest/Weirdest member: Heechul and Yesung, respectively. Though Chullie applies to both.
• Prettiest member: Heechul! No buts. Sungmin comes very close, though.
• Most bad-ass member: Kangin ^o^ The biggest bully on the playground with a heart of mush and gold.
• Member I’d like as my BFF: Leeteuk. We'd be dorks together and I'll make fun of his laugh everyday xD
• Member that’s ruined my life: It'd be a slash between Heechul-Kangin-Sungmin-Eunhyuk. Go away, Kyuhyun, not you, too! D:

And now, I REALLY should get some sleep >.>

Jun 6, 2011


So, yeah ... I had some free time. And I was inspired. So ... I captioned some Super Junior pictures xD

Before we get to them, this is my first time attempting this, so don't judge me too hard if my captions suck, K. And also, these pictures are obviously not mine. I just stole them off the internetz and had my wicked way with them. Credits to whom they belong ^^


(Right click and open them in a new tab for full view, please)

And that's all for tonight, folks! I had wa~y too much fun with this. xD

May 24, 2011

Poetry: "Endless Void"

Angst, ahoy! One day, I'll be sure to write a poem that is all flowers and rainbows to make up for all my depressing shiz


Stand on the brink
Of an endless void
Fall over the rim
And into oblivion

Trapped all alone
In a black abyss
Reaper, sound the horn
And bear my soul away

A light shines behind
But am unable to turn
For darkness rules my mind
And in my Hell, I burn

I long to run free
But I am in chains
The song is already sung
And sealed is my fate

I wrote this poem two years ago during a very boring class. And it apparently has super powers because it, unbeknownst to myself, succeeded in turning my friend gay for me. Whoopee.

May 16, 2011

Sun. Moon. Stars.

(Note: As is obvious from the title - lotsa nature freakism ahead)

I fell asleep ridiculously early last night. Or maybe not that ridiculous, considering I was supposedly studying Psychology (Psych, yous an interesting subject and all, but the damage the oh-so-competent lecturer did to you can never be undone, I'm sorry).

Where was I? Oh right, falling asleep. Right, I fell asleep around 9-ish and consequently was up by 4 this morning. So, I just wandered around, sleepless, until around 5-ish, I just happened to throw my gaze out the window. And wow, what a sight met my eyes!

To the west, there was a GORGEOUS full moon about to set. And when I say gorgeous, I mean WOW. It was huge - I still don't really get it why the sun/moon look so tiny at the zenith, but like over-inflated beach balls while rising/setting - and golden and you can almost see every crater on its surface. Maybe it's because I was seeing the moon setting for the first time, but I thought it looked far more beautiful compared to the common blood-red moonrise.

So there I was, oohing and aahing and dragging my mother outta bed to share the scene with her cos nature freakism is more important than beauty sleep, of course it is when I looked to the east and realised that not only was the moon setting, but the sun was rising, too. It was still about an hour before actual sunrise, but there was the soft, ethereal glow coming from beyond the horizon.

And right overhead, there was a patch of sky - not quite pitch black, but still dark - that was absolutely splattered with stars aplenty.

Imagine that. A slow approaching sunrise to the left, diamonds up above and a setting full moon to the right. In those moments, the sky was lit by three different sources. You don't see that every day.

It makes me wonder just what other kinds of wondrous sights we miss while we're far too busy snoring in our beds...
Nocturnal creatures are lucky, methinks.

May 7, 2011

Review: "Ooku - The Inner Chambers"

(Pre-rant warning: This is less of a review and more the flailings of a fangirlleeech, but you already knew that xD AND THERE WILL BE SPOILERS)

OK, a brief background intro before I unleash my squee:
The movie is based on the manga of the same name (or so I believe; I've never read it) and is set in the Shotoku era (1711-1716) in Japan. An endemic of the then-incurable Red-face Pox , which affects only men, have become widespread across the country, bringing down the male population to a quarter of that of the women. With their fathers, husbands, brothers and sons dying all around them, and such few XY chromosomes available, the females have become desperate with little to no prospects of marrying and bearing children. 

And then we move onto the Ooku, the Inner Chambers, which is basically the palace court of the  ... queen? Empress? What? I'm not sure what the correct English term is, so I'll stick with "Shogun". The shogun basically has her own personal harem of beautiful males - not surprising since it was commonplace for olden rulers to have plenty of bed-partners, but the idea made me LOL all the same. There were some 800 bishounen or so in this movie, serving as the shogun's potential courtesans.

(Peeve: HOLY SH!TE, the country is deprived of men but the freaking ruler is privileged to have hundreds of them in her bed?? OK, OK, so only a handful of them rank high enough to be even allowed to see the shogun, and I get it that having an impressive harem is a symbol of her rule and power, but I still maintain the whole deal is insane. Those queens of old really got around, huh?)

OK, so we've got down the state of Japan during that era and the basic idea of the Ooku. Moving onto the fanleech-ism:

This is the story of Mizuno Yunoshin, portrayed by J-pop band Arashi's member and all-round awesome actor, Nino, whom I've loved ever since seeing Ryuusei no Kizuna and even Stand Up!!
Nino, in the first fifteen minutes of the movie, was kyaa-worthy, 'cause he looked as boyishly cute and huggable and Nino as always.

Yep, definitely got the "hero" look here.
But then, after he decides to enter the Ooku, he went all samurai and I mourned the departure of his ... well...

Nino, you's o-sum and all, but you're no Vin Diesel. Just sayin'.
But I could forgive the horrible semi-head shave, simply because I love the subtle ways in which he expresses himself, especially in this film where his character is pretty complex. The only son of an impoverished family, Mizuno is a strong, kind-hearted teenager (it's enviable how a dude in his mid-late twenties can pull off a 19 year old), who is sweet and bad-ass to the core. An awesomely contradicting mix.

Mizuno's situation kind of broke my brain. In a time where poverty-stricken parents force their sons to sell their bodies to women - having a healthy son during the plague was "like having a valuable studhorse" - Mizuno's parents don't. But when women approach him, desperate for his seed in order to have children, he never refuses them out of pity (he doesn't take their money; so technically, he's not selling out. I think...) Mizuno gets around, too, but for a comparatively better reason.

But instead of accepting marriage proposals - he could revive a bit of the population that way without having to resort to such scandalous methods - he chooses to enter the Ooku in order to earn money, where he would have to ultimately work to become a possible candidate for the shogun's bed. Um, what? Isn't that another way of selling his body, which is something he refuses to do?

But then again, he is atypically in love with his childhood best friend, O-Nobu, so his nonacceptance of marriage proposals is partially justifiable.

Horikita Maki, who is cute and pretty even with that Japanese-Fan-Hairdo.
Mizuno/O-Nobu is a cute-ish couple, but I still ship Horikitty with Yamapi, because apparently, watching Kurosagi and Nobuta wo Produce back-to-back has that effect on people. Yes, I'm going off topic to declare my love for Yamaki. *nods*

Maki's role is minor and not much is there to know about her character except that she's the daughter of a merchant and makes epic rice balls (*snort* That sounds almost wrong >D), but I thought she acted decently during her limited screen time. She wasn't a dead fish/corpse, which is why I'm bewildered as to why Nao complained about "HoriMaki of the no expressions". She did have the required expressions! Her character just did not seem to call for a whole lot of them IMO.

So, Mizuno ditches life as he knows it for the luxurious living at the Ooku - which he eventually discovers is all just a facade. He joins as a low-ranking page and is introduced to the caste system of  the Ooku servants by the high-ranking, subtly villainous Matsushima, who is portrayed by none other than...

My first reaction: CHIAKI-SEMPAI!!!
TAMAKI HIROKI AJKSDLJK!!! His aloofness, his arrogance, his sly sadism ... I love this dude!

Matsushima explains that the handsome bishies of the Ooku are divided into the seniors that are allowed to see the shogun - called Grooms of the Bedchamber (appropriate, much?) - and the low-ranking poor guys that have no such privilege and are obligated to serve the Grooms. Mizuno has no problem with being one of the servants, until he learns their hardships the hard way (pardon the bad pun :P).

The movie has that high school moment where the other peers all bully and pick on the newbie arrival. But Mizuno is badass and witty and puts them in their place, resulting in his would-be bullies plotting vengeance in the form of raep (or surprise buttsex, if you will). Mizuno manages to fight them off, but he's discovered what lies under the luxurious outer beauty of the Ooku:
Rape - and sexual relations between the men in general - is common in the Inner Chambers, as a consequence of a) being cut off from women, b) the current shogun being only 7 years old and not ready to take on her harem, and c) the seniors being horny b@$t@rds. 
Also, becoming close and "friendly" with high ranking nobleman of the court gives one a high chance of being promoted; thus, many take on this challenge. Sort of like sleeping your way up the ranks. Everyone in the Ooku gets around ... with each other.

Mizuno is shocked and disturbed to learn this - so was I, though I've long known that there is no innocence in anything associated with politics - but takes it in stride as he sees it happening all around him. His first taste of shounen-ai is when he walks in on Matsushima and his, ahem, lover, who happens to be (major fanleeching ahead):

DUDE! I've been exposed to Tacchon from the moment I fell in love with Kanjani8 and fully acknowledge him as the prettiest member of the group. I've seen him with short hair, curly hair, horrible hair, wig hair, frickin' blond hair and somanysidesofhimtolist and thought there was no way he could possibly get any prettier, but OH YOU'VE PROVED ME WRONG THERE, TACCHON. YOU'VE VIOLATED THE LAWS OF NATURE; HOW COULD SOMETHING AS TRIFLE AS A LONG-HAIRED WIG  MAKE YOU EVEN PRETTIER, HUH?!

Okura Tadayoshi has officially made it to my list of Japanese idol dudes that need to be put under a pact where it is illegal for them to have short hair, which includes but is not limited to: Shibutani Subaru, Nishikido Ryo, Akanishi Jin, Taguchi Junnosuke and Nagase Tomoya.

Ahem. Moving on from the fanleech rant, yeah, he plays Tsuruoka, Matsushima's lover. Heck.

Tamaki-chan, may I take your place? Like, forever? Please?? xD
I love this screen shot; not for the shounen ai, but for the pure gorgeousness because I obviously had another fanleech moment when I came upon this. And though Tacchon looks girlier prettier than possible, it is also the manliest Tacchon I've ever seen, and that's really an achievement because, as a rule, he doesn't really do manly.

Tsuruoka is a minor character, but I loved Tacchon's portrayal of him. He was so ... intense.
Those eyes ... *.* I adore the way he looks at Nino. Such cold hatred.
A sophisticated, collected, impeccable nobleman of great beauty, Tsuruoka is the best swordsman in the Ooku ... until he goes up against Mizuno. 

I loved their fights more than I can say~
I tried really hard not to ship Tsuruoka and Mizuno together, I really did. But that part of me that ignites at the very thought of forbidden love, opposites attracting and sexual tension between hot-headed rivals ... Not to mention it being Nino and Tacchon ... It was inevitable. I ended up dreaming entire fanfiction scenarios between the two. And because my brain is hardwired into genderbending, I imagined the majority of it with Mizuno being a girl and that doesn't even make sense because Tacchon will always look more like a girl than Nino. Period.

In any case, this movie is strife with the concept of shounen ai - sleeping your way to the top plays a darn big role in Ooku; it is not graphic, just heavily implied. 
In fact, the most graphic shounen ai scene in the whole movie involves Mizuno, the dude who refuses to allow seniors to touch him, ironically; and it comes in the form of comic relief. When Kakizoe, the ultimate Shotoku era fanboy, asks for "just a memory", Mizuno leaves Kakizoe with quite a memory by awkwardly mouthraeping him.

Back to the Ooku. The 7 year old shogun dies, and a new shogun, Yoshimune, replaces her, portrayed by Shibasaki Kou.

Beautiful and intimidating. Perfect.
The new shogun is a deadly combination of beauty, intelligence, commanding, stern, grace and the I-ain't-taking-bullsh!t-from-anybody attitude I admire in strong female characters. I loved her at once. Even though she took a fancy to Mizuno, choosing him as the Secret Swain - the male to take her virginity - which, according to the law, would result in him being decapitated because he's marring the shogun's untouched being. Crazy insane laws.

I've spoilt this film enough and I'll leave the ending untouched. Suffice to say, the film is a work of art that blew my mind. The plot, the flow, the dialogue, the characters, the acting - they were so well done and beautiful. To speak of technicalities, the editing and direction were top-notch and the soundtrack - my gosh, the soundtrack - it just blew me away! Rhythmic, Oriental and so majestic, it was one of the highlights of the entire movie. I want. NOW.  

Don't get me started on the lighting and cinematography. I have no words. 
I'll just leave these here: