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Plastic Memories Review

If you knew that your loved one has not got long to live, how would you two choose to spend the remaining time together?

Plastic Memories is a series with the protagonist, Mizugaki, working in a company called Terminal Service One. The story takes place in the near future, in which human works alongside androids which look exactly like humans and have human emotion and memory. Those androids are called Giftia. However, the catch is that  Giftia can only live for a maximum of 81,920 hours, and if they pass their expiration date, it causes personality disintegration, memory loss, and outbreaks of violence. This is when the Terminal Service comes into play, as the company retrieves Giftias who are close to the end of their lifespans from their owners, and erasing the Giftias’ memories. As Mizugaki works in the company, he sees a lot of different ways of human to say goodbye to their androids, and this is how the story begins.

The relationship between human and robots (or other non-human creatures) has always been a popular topic in sci-fic works (e.g. Frankenstein).However, what makes Plastic Memories different is that: unlike previous works, Plastic Memories neither discusses the existence of ‘spirit’ in Androids (or robots, not sure how they differ), nor explains whether the creation of androids or robots would bring catastrophic consequences to human-being. The sci-fic element in the story is basically the coating for it to develop its main them about life and death, about separation and such.

This is a rather flat anime when it comes to the plot. However, this is why I quite like it. There are many flaws in this anime indeed and I can only rate it ‘slightly above average’. However, I’d still like to recommend this to you because of the messages portrayed in the anime. When Mizugaki works for the Terminal Service, he saw many different reactions of different people when they have to say goodbye to their androids: some want to escape from the reality by running away from the Terminal Service team; some pray for miracles to happen; some feel betrayed by the android…. Then, how would Mizugaki react when he is in the same situation? No spoiler here, but what would you do? Yes, the value in this anime is the positive message behind it. I hope that if you do watch it, you will learn to treasure every day of your life afterwards!

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One day, I was in the toilet, trying not to flush down the chocolate treasure I just produced with all my sweat and tears, after not being able to produced any for a whole damn week. That little poop, despite being extra-ordinary unlovely, spent many valuable, yet maybe ordinary, years with my  intestine.

Can I really forget what we have been through together?

Without a healthy-me, there wouldn’t be the little poop; without the little poop, there wouldn’t be a healthy-me. Is this special relationship comprehensible (digestible?) for any normal people?

At this moment, I remember someone told me ‘Sometimes, you are to dedicated to a things. You need to learn how to lift something down after you pick it up when it is the right time.’

BUT, do you know why I’m so dedicated? Everytime when I am lost, where are you? You said you’d always be here for me!  I’ve always been putting pressure in myself, because it has always been the little things in life that get me through tough time, and I cannot bear to say good-bye to the little things!

At that time, I heard the birds chanting outside, and I understood something: Everything has got where it belongs to, just like Richard Gere and Debra Winger have to go up where they belong in ‘An Officer and a Gentleman’ (1982) If I kept the poop in the toilet, it would be me being too selfish. It should really go back to the sea, and encounter another little poop, to open up a new chapter in life.

Thinking about this, tears went around my eyes, and I flushed the toilet, to farewell the little poop. I wore my trousers, leaving the toilet like a pro. And as I went, I finally found out, I had never wiped my butt!

Soldiers, referring to a group of fighters defending their beloved country. As we, as human, are approaching a more and more civilised life, nowadays the problems between countries are sometimes not tackled by warfare. The battlefield is not only on the field where soldiers kill each other, but also on the conference with leaders of different countries, or in the stock market, where people can win or lose millions in a second. The definition of ‘soldier’, has changed bit by bit, as we are having a different lifestyle as before.

So, what does a ‘soldier’ mean nowadays? Soldiers, fight till they die, and never surrender. It refers to the guys who ‘donate’ their lives to their ‘goddesses’. With an ambitious yet beautiful aim, soldiers give their lives away just to get near their goddess and make them smile. However, this sweet, yet a bit naïve thought, has always been abused by many girls. ‘Be my life-long soldier!’, this sentence, gives the confirmation of identity to the poor soldiers, while they don’t know there are many of soldiers like them on the goddess’ list of army. And of course, they don’t know there must be one day that they will be trashed away, as they get deleted from the army.

There are two types of soldiers: the lucky ones, will only be in the army for a short time before they get abandoned from the goddess’ army, and they still have time to live their lives; the unlucky ones, will have to pay the unlimited price, spending money on shopping and meals with goddesses, living in a tragedy forever. No matter if you are lucky or unlucky, as long as you are a soldier, your army-life will never be remembered. It’s just like country leaders will never remember the names of the soldiers who die in the wars.

Is it worth it to be a soldier?

So in my high school, we were not allowed to eat in the classrooms.

One day, after having the P.E. lesson, I found myself a bit dizzy (probably because of lack of food, being too hungry). I was afraid that I might pass out in the following class, but I could not get any food from the foodstore as we were not allowed to eat in the classroom. And I just remembered I had chewy gums in my bag, so I decided to eat them when I could get back to the classroom (though it is not real food, it might help).

Back in the classroom, it was recess time, I took my bag out, and was going to get the chewy gums. Suddenly, the person who sat next to me, Steven, asked me to give him two. But I was too hungry, so I ignored him, and put all the gums I had into my mouth and chewed.

It was still recess time, there were prefects outside looking for ‘criminals’ who did ‘illegal’ things like eating in the classrooms. At some point, Steven took out a sandwich from his bag and gave it a bite (apparently he was hungry too), and lol, got spotted by a prefect.

The prefect went to Steven, asked him to get his student ID card out, and to go to the disciplinary department because we were not supposed to be eating in the classroom. I was so scared at that time, because I still had chewy gum in my mouth.

Just when the Steven and the prefect were about to step out of the classroom to the disciplinary department, Steven stopped, and pointed at me, telling the prefect ‘He is eating chewy gums as well, go get him too!’

‘Oh Bugger off, Steven!’ I thought.

The prefect came to me asking whether I was eating gums. I was listening to music at that time with my earphone on, so I pretended I could not hear him, and I thought the recess was almost over, so I just had to pretend not to understand him for a couple more minutes, then he would have to leave.

At that time, the prefect got angrier than the angry bird, and took one side of my earphone off, and asked me to open the mouth and let him check whether i was eating. I was afraid, and thought about swallowing the gums. But I couldn’t because i was too afraid.

I thought ‘Oh no, so this is the end of my clean sheet in school?’
Suddenly I had an idea. I used my hand to take off the other side of my earphone, and in that 0.1 second, I spitted the gum onto my hand, then open my mouth to the prefect, showing there is nothing in my mouth. He then smiled, and said ‘Thanks for your co-operation, sir.’  I replied, ‘No problem.’ Just before he wanted to leave, Steven shouted ‘It is on his hand!’

I thought ‘Oh no, so this is the end of my clean sheet in school?’
Suddenly I had an idea. I used my hand to take side of my earphone on, and in that 0.1 second, I put the gum into my mouth, then showed my hand to the prefect, proving that there is nothing on my hand. He then smiled, and said ‘Thanks for your co-operation, sir.’  I replied, ‘No problem.’ Just before he wanted to leave, Steven shouted ‘It is in his mouth!’

I thought ‘Oh no, so this is the end of my clean sheet in school?’
Suddenly I had an idea. I used my hand to take off the other side of my earphone, and in that 0.1 second, I spitted the gum onto my hand, then open my mouth to the prefect, showing there is nothing in my mouth. He then smiled, and said ‘Thanks for your co-operation, sir.’  I replied, ‘No problem.’ Just before he wanted to leave, Steven shouted ‘It is on his hand!’

I thought ‘Oh no, so this is the end of my clean sheet in school?’
Suddenly I had an idea. I used my hand to take side of my earphone on, and in that 0.1 second, I put the gum into my mouth, then showed my hand to the prefect, proving that there is nothing on my hand. He then smiled, and said ‘Thanks for your co-operation, sir.’  I replied, ‘No problem.’ Just before he wanted to leave, Steven shouted ‘It is in his mouth!’

I thought ‘Oh no, so this is the end of my clean sheet in school?’
Suddenly I had an idea. I used my hand to take off the other side of my earphone, and in that 0.1 second, I spitted the gum onto my hand, then open my mouth to the prefect, showing there is nothing in my mouth. He then smiled, and said ‘Thanks for your co-operation, sir.’  I replied, ‘No problem.’ Just before he wanted to leave, Steven shouted ‘It is on his hand!’

I thought ‘Oh no, so this is the end of my clean sheet in school?’
Suddenly I had an idea. I used my hand to take side of my earphone on, and in that 0.1 second, I put the gum into my mouth, then showed my hand to the prefect, proving that there is nothing on my hand. He then smiled, and said ‘Thanks for your co-operation, sir.’  I replied, ‘No problem.’ Just before he wanted to leave, Steven shouted ‘It is in his mouth!’

I thought ‘Oh no, so this is the end of my clean sheet in school?’
Suddenly I had an idea. I used my hand to take off the other side of my earphone, and in that 0.1 second, I spitted the gum onto my hand, then open my mouth to the prefect, showing there is nothing in my mouth. He then smiled, and said ‘Thanks for your co-operation, sir.’  I replied, ‘No problem.’ Just before he wanted to leave, Steven shouted ‘It is on his hand!’

I thought ‘Oh no, so this is the end of my clean sheet in school?’
Suddenly I had an idea. I used my hand to take side of my earphone on, and in that 0.1 second, I put the gum into my mouth, then showed my hand to the prefect, proving that there is nothing on my hand. He then smiled, and said ‘Thanks for your co-operation, sir.’  I replied, ‘No problem.’ Just before he wanted to leave, Steven shouted ‘It is in his mouth!’

………………….

The story of a robbery

So a group of robbers decided to rob a bank one day. As they approached to the bank, the leader shouted ‘Freeze! Do not move! Money belongs to the country while the life belongs to you!’ So the people inside did not dare to move and just lied down. One of the robbers is a university graduate. He asked the leader ‘We should count the cash we have got now so we know how much we have robbed and can divide them easily!’

The leader argued back right away, saying ‘Are you serious? It takes forever if you count it now! If you want to know how much we have robbed, just watch the news tonight you retard!’ (This is called experience, sometimes working experience is important)

After a day, the news report said there were £10 millions being robbed in the robbery, while the robbers could only count £2 millions from their loot. After a while, the leader finally understood what happened, as he sighed and said ‘Ahh we gambled our life just to get £2 millions, while the bankers earned £8 millions from doing nothing like us. Nowadays being tricky and clever is the way to get rich.’

Well, that’s the end of story. All I want to say is that, nowadays, earning money that gives you a good life is a lot harder than it used to be. Nowadays there are 4 main ways to get rich:
1) Born rich —> I lost at the starting line
2) Working at least at the managerial position —> Could still work but this way will be eliminated soon.
3) Investment —> The ongoing way to get rich, it is wise to at least learn about the stock market, and do it in a sensible way.
4) Start up a business —> Has always been a way to give you some wealth, but takes some efforts and risks as it can either be so successful or extremely terrible.

Working hard is crucial, but unlike in the previous years, hard-work does not really help much for people to create wealth. Considering people actually get rich from selling air, it is all about the brain nowadays. Intelligence and creativity have always been important, but now they weigh even more than hard-work. Even if you work more than 50 hours a week in a shop, you probably still struggle to pay your mortgage. While if there is a ‘click’ in your mind, and you start up something that the society adores, even like selling-air, you can really end up having a huge amount of money that you cannot even finish spending.

Well, that’s a chance for anybody, considering even selling air can really give you some money. I hope it will be me, who can have a click in my mind, and become the ‘modern day Gladiator’.

New Year 2016

Despite the fact that I didn’t understand why people celebrate New Year, I have always treated New Year as a pit stop of my life. Usually, the New Year is a shameful time for me, when I look back at whether I have actually achieved anything in the previous year.

So what have I done this year? Absolutely nothing much apart from being a uni lad, going on trips and… maybe helping some people around me. Nothing much really, apart from trying to plan out what i can do in the next few years. I take myself as a government, and it is nice to plan out 5 years ahead of me. That is what i usually do so I can keep track on what I do without losing my direction. So…

Postgraduate application: kinda sorted, still yet to apply for more

Undergraduate study: still dissertation to be done, cannot believe i can really come this far without reading too much

Job-wise: still at a loss, as I am a uni lad. Applied for some internship but still need reply. I cannot really afford to waste my summer doing nothing as I will be so depressed.

Friends: Made quite some good friends throughout the years, helping me through tough times.

Table-tennis: Striving for ranking, not really having a good season in local league but doing alright in open tournaments. Involving more in coaching as well.

Relationship: Well, just a nightmare as it has always been. Well, one should really be a realist, than a romantic cheeseball. The chance of me getting hooked next year, or even a new year kiss < MU winning the Premier League this season.

Well, that’s my report for my last year. My new year is to hopefully get things for last year sorted, so in 2017, I will not be still doing my goals set in 2016, which originated in 2015, which started in 2014, which I planned in 2013.

Happy new Year guys!

Beer vs Cider

Every time, when I finish a pint of beer, I ignore most girls in class who ask me out for a drink, as I realize that, they don’t understand me anymore.

I ask them ‘what do you fancy drinking?’.
‘Ehm…. Beer is too bitter, maybe I will have cider?’ they usually say.
Cider? Because you think it is sweet and nice?
Ha, NAIVE! Can I still bear to see my friends putting cider into their mouths?

Ever single drop of beer is a metaphor of life. The cloudiness of beer describes the uncertainty in life; the bitterness of beer equals to the unhappiness in life; while the slight sweetness at the end, is the wee delight after you have worked so hard to achieve something. What has cider got? Just like the childish, naive people, knowing nothing because they have never experienced what life is, fooling people that life is nothing but a plain sweetness. Let’s put it this way, beer is for writers who express their thoughts truthfully with words; while cider is for performers/ actors who try to put the best side of life in front of people.

Sometimes, when I am alone in a bar, I feel lonely, I feel that there is no one in the world who understands me.

I order a pint of Stella Artois. Staring at the yellowish beer in the glass, I can’t see through, I can’t see clearly about how much I still understand about the world. I am confused.

I am leaving the restaurant. When I pay, I see a young lady having a pint of Guiness. I stare at her, she stares back at me, we nod to each other. I am so touched: In the world, there are people who have the same opinion with me, admiring the little inspiration beer gives us! I hold my tears, and leave the restaurant, and walk home without taking a glance back at the restaurant again.

Maybe that lady would ask: Why do you give up such a probable friendship?
I don’t know, at that moment, I feel like a loafer.

If you know whether a person like football (as in soccer) or basketball, you sort of know what kind of person he (or she) is.

A person telling you that she likes basketball = telling you that she is a kind of person who would like excitement, and obeys the idea of heroism/ individualism. This kind of people cannot do much other than being invaded by the thoughts of one-man-band all the time, without consideration of the importance of teamwork. A short basketball match, people score every minute, even if you don’t know basketball, you will still be excited about it. This is a racist-sport to short people, so… well, girls who like basketball probably likes tall, big guys for the thought of heroism, without thinking whether they are worth the squeeze.

However, when a person tells you that she likes football…. things are different. In a long 90-minute football match, it can obviously be a 0:0. It might seem boring, but it contains the art of attack, the art of defense, thus creating a wonderful match by an actual team, not like a one-man-band (Perhaps Man Utd is  an exception here) Everyone in a match, is just waiting for one precious moment, to put the ball in the goal, to score. The feeling of it, you will understand only after you have played in a football match. On the pitch, you have got different kind of people: tall/ short/ fat/ thin, and unlike basketball, you do not have to be tall to even get into the court. So, if a person tells you that she likes football, you can realise that she is a person who would not mind having a normal, rural life, while still enjoy the bit of excitement between every second of life. That’s why, she picks football, which is another type of romance.

What do you think?

 

The traditionally ‘good’ teams all play rubbish this season, they are entirely trash. Except for Leicester City, I’d rather watch Watford, Norwich, Crystal Palace, and Bornemouth, at least they try and play as  a team!

Liverpool: the goalkeeper in last week was ‘awesome’, was he sure he was playing in the Premium League? It might be better having Messi being the goalkeeper LOL

Chelsea: Unprofessional players, day-dreaming, diving and pretend to be injured, pretend to be in a bad form, they might as well go to Hollywood, might suit them better there.

MU: Since Ferguson is gone, this team has been so useless. You know how boring it is to watch MU nowadays? It is worse than working weekends! Van Gaal is just there sitting and doing nothing at all, it’s always Ryan Giggs kinda shouting to the team. Now who’s the boss? Or maybe, as I say, they play football, not for scoring, but for initiating a football innovation!

Manchester City: Very rich in terms of budget, but keep buying rubbish, and not buying the real good ones, like Tiago Silva, De Maria, Suarez the shark….. Now it’s the level of Porto and shit.

Hot Spurs: Everyone in team thinks he is Mr. Football, no teamwork available, just keeping the ball forever and ever. Never appreciate this kind of football, rubbish.

Pretty sure even if a team of Premier League United, they probably won’t be able to beat Bayern Munich, Real Madrid, or Barcelona. And, it’s somehow fun to see the ‘weak’ teams beating the ‘strong’ ones.

 

 

Alcohol

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So, whether alcohol is good for health, has been a controversial topic since years ago.

Someone has done an experiment, with a glass of water, and a glass of alcohol. Then, he put worms into the two glasses. He found that, the worms in the water glass kept swimming; while the worms in the alcohol glass struggled for a bit, then died.

Therefore, alcohol is good. Because if you drink more, you will not have worms in your belly.