Reel Steel

Oct. 24th, 2011 10:04 am
crystal_clear: (sherlock/john - arguing with doctor)
Deliberate typo is deliberate.

Back to the topic at hand, though - I've been hearing nothing but praises for Real Steel from my friends, saying how great the movie was and all. My initial reaction? The trailer looked meh, I'm no fan of Hugh Jackman, and c'mon, a cliche'd premise...

But it came as a pleasant surprise. While I'm no fan of robots or mecha, this movie is different - it has heart. And when the fights in the movie almost made me cheer on enthusiastically, then they must've done something right.

The main robot, Atom, is a small sized, sparring robot. It's designed to take as much beating, but not really one for dishing out punches. So along the course of the movie, we see it getting punches and falling down...only to stand back up and fight on.

That's how life wants us to be, isn't it? It surely isn't about the size, it's not how many times we fall - but how many times we can get back up for another round. Because life is brutal, and only the strong will survive...or risk getting washed away and crushed into bits.

Also, even if the official victory isn't won in the end, what matters is the fight itself, and the knowledge that you very well deserve a pat in the back for a job well done. Screw those people in power - the corrupted will remain so, but as long as you can maintain your morality and play nice, it should be all right, yes? Because the real fight is within us - the fight between right and wrong, which He will Reward most fairly in the next life.

And so, I leave this quote from the movie:

"We work smart, be patient, and pray. Seriously, we pray."

Spot on, brother.

crystal_clear: (Kamui - forgotten)
In our quest to reach for the stars, we must never lose sight of the grounds that we step on. The higher we hover in air, the harder the fall will be, if it ever comes to that.

You know the feeling that you've been an absolute moron for reasons that even defy your intelligence, your dignity? It's a horrible feeling, and I intend to undo it - especially when the signs are telling me to just abandon ship.

It has been fun while it lasted - but the pain is there too, and it's always eager to override the happiness.
crystal_clear: a girl looking up at a lit lamp post, in the middle of a night (seeing the light)
Here I am, still relatively sane ('though probably that isn't saying much, considering I'm still so green in this working business...) and, surprisingly, kind of enjoying this tagging period.

But that's not the biggest surprise.

(Take note, people, because this is where I act all out-of-character that one may be compelled to accuse me of no longer being myself.) Here goes:

I am thankful that I went to UIA.

There, I said it.

Not to say that it's a perfect 10 in my books, but it's pretty close. And all the emotional trauma(?) and harsh words that HTAA had bombarded me with? Yeah, somehow it managed to toughen me up (so far, at least), that the current hospital I'm posted at is a welcoming change.

And need I go into the knowledge aspect? Not to say that I'm uberly awesome (haha, whut?), but at least I still have some rough idea on the whats and the whys. Other things just need time - and a lot of reading and refreshing.

So far Orthopaedic's pretty okay, but I have only followed one specialist's rounds so far, and there's a lot more to be seen and experienced. Then there's the bit about Ortho being the most relaxed posting compared to the rest, so it's good, right? I mean, this adapting business takes time, and what better to spend it in a posting that doesn't really demand much from you to begin with?

Those of you who are aware of my initial horror of being posted in Ortho (which went along the lines of "zOMGwhatonEarthwhyOrthoWHY!!!???") may now give me that knowing look and say, "I told you so!".

Regardless, at least I still got my raya break - probably more than I had hoped for, although the price is by no means small. I don't even know - better make the best of it, yes?

...And now, allow me to reminiscence on my experience in Ortho posting in my university student days while I wait for the night round.

Terribad

May. 17th, 2011 06:26 pm
crystal_clear: (Kamui - forgotten)
I feel so awful that I doubt there is even an English word that could aptly describe it. Or maybe the language centre in my brain is just plain tired that it doesn't bother with effort...

It's tiring to oscillate between 'utter despair' and 'tiny sliver of hope'. It's crazy, like a mini bipolar streak. Whenever the religious part of me strives to trust in God's planning, the cautious realist (Yes, I consider myself as a cautious realist rather than the all too negative pessimist) jumpstarts me back and points out that it's best to not expect too much, as it will lessen the pain if it doesn't materialise.

But I still want to graduate. I need to pass because my future, my sanity, my life depends on.

Seriously, self? If you have time to regret, how's about using it for a more fruitful end? For instance...studying properly!?
crystal_clear: (the lamp post)
For those days we felt like a mistake,
Those times when loves what you hate,
Somehow,
We keep marching on.

For those nights when I couldn't be there,
I've made it harder to know that you know,
That somehow,
We'll keep moving on.

There's so many wars we fought,
There's so many things were not,
But with what we have,
I promise you that,
We're marching on,
(We're marching on)
(We're marching on).

For all of the plans we've made,
There isn't a flag I'd wave,
Don't care if we bend,
I'd sink us to swim,
We're marching on,
(We're marching on)
(We're marching on).

For those doubts that swirl all around us,
For those lives that tear at the seams,
We know,
We're not what we've seen,

For this dance we'll move with each other.
There ain't no other step than one foot,
Right in front of the other.

There's so many wars we fought,
There's so many things we're not,
But with what we have,
I promise you that,
We're marching on,
(We're marching on)
(We're marching on).

For all of the plans we've made,
There isn't a flag I'd wave,
Don't care if we bend,
I'd sink us to swim,
We're marching on,
(We're marching on)
(We're marching on).

Right, right, right, right left right,
Right, right, right, right left right,
Right, right,
We're marching on.

We'll have the days we break,
And we'll have the scars to prove it,
We'll have the bonds that we save,
But we'll have the heart not to lose it.

For all of the times we've stopped,
For all of the things I'm not.

We put one foot in front of the other,
We move like we ain't got no other,
We go when we go,
We're marching on.

There's so many wars we fought,
There's so many things we're not,
But with what we have,
I promise you that,
We're marching on,
(We're marching on)
(We're marching on).

Right, right, right, right left right,
Right, right, right, left, right,
Right, right,
We're marching on.

Right, right, right, right left right,
Right, right, right, left, right,
Right, right,
We're marching on
 
~ Marchin' On, OneRepublic
crystal_clear: (Kamui - clear blue sky)

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