mature and reflective

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Notes on Self-Reflection

Si+Ne: Does comparing this new moment to my past knowledge help or hinder me in appreciating the wonder and possibility of what is happening?

Ne+Si: Does this train of thought or imagined possibility help or hinder me in the process of reaching genuine gratification and contentment with life?

Ni+Se: Does this abstraction about the future help or hinder me in appreciating and making the best of what is happening at present?

Se+Ni: Will this action or experience help or hinder me in advancing towards my life goals or actualizing my greater potential?

Ti+Fe: Does this inference actually help or hinder me in understanding my place in the world and how to contribute something positive to it?

Fe+Ti: Does this approach to handling people/relationships help or hinder me in becoming a capable, confident, self-sufficient person in my own right?

Fi+Te: Does this moral judgment help or hinder me in doing my part to create the kind of world that better respects me and all individuals?

Te+Fi: Does this solution help or hinder me in addressing the actual problem and achieving results that do as much good as possible?

I’ve noticed that the younger generation are developing spiritually a lot faster and profoundly, then the generations before them. It honestly seems that younger people embody a lot more wisdom, then the supposedly more mature. I think it’s a reflection of open-mindedness and the ability to connect to ones own soul, or at least the desire to. When you’re open-minded the mind absorbs and processes the authenticity of information a lot quicker. Where as being closed-minded, the mind shuts out everything other then ones own ignorance. It’s quite profound actually and I’m very proud of my generation, well done everyone! I know life is hard, especially in a world run by ignorance but one day it will be our turn to lead. Let us continue on with the hard work, so when the time comes we can lead consciously and lovingly. Don’t give up! It’s all going to be okay in the end, we’ll make sure of it!

May we all be blessed, allow us to bless and empower one another. Embody love, embrace love and be empowered by love.

How to Exercise Boundaries with Your Feelings

Our feelings, whether good or bad, are our property. They fall within our boundaries. Our feelings are our responsibility; others’ feelings are their responsibility. If other people feel sad, it is their sadness. This does not mean that they do not need someone else to be with them in their sadness and to empathize with them. It does mean the person who is feeling sad must take responsibility for that feeling.

Sandy was confused about her boundaries because she felt responsible for her mother’s feelings. She felt like she had to change her mother’s anger to happiness by changing her own behavior. This puts Sandy’s mother’s anger in control of Sandy’s life.

If we feel responsible for other people’s feelings, we can no longer make decisions based on what is right; we will make decisions based on how others feel about our choices. If we are always trying to keep everyone happy, then we cannot make the choices required to live correctly and freely. We can’t determine how successfully we are living our lives by who is unhappy with us. If we feel responsible for other people’s displeasure, we are being controlled by others.  

Many people are stuck in the stage of development where they think they can control others by getting angry or sad. This tactic often works with people who have no boundaries, and it reinforces the controlling person’s immaturity. When we take responsibility for our own disappointments, we are setting clear boundaries. When we take responsibility for others’ feelings, we are crossing over their boundaries.

Some of you may think that this approach to boundaries is mean and insensitive. Please hear something loud and clear: We should always be sensitive to others’ feelings about our choices, but we should never take responsibility for how they feel. Taking responsibility for someone else’s feelings is actually the most insensitive thing we can do because we are crossing into another’s territory. Other people need to take responsibility for their own feelings. If they are mature, they will process their own disappointment and own it. If they are not, they will blame us for their disappointment. But dealing with both their disappointment and their blaming is their responsibility. None of us gets everything we want.

~ DR. HENRY CLOUD

skam messages

“I became insecure and desperate. Your opinion meant more to me than my own and that’s not how it should be. I have to find out what my opinion is. And I have to do it on my own.“

“But I can’t continue having regrets for the rest of my life… I wish I could do it all over again, completely different. But I can’t. I’m just going to have to accept it and move on.”

“Everybody is fighting a battle you know nothing about. Be kind. Always.”

“You are strong and independent when you can change your opinions. No matter what gender changes you.”

“War doesn’t start with violence. It starts with misunderstandings and prejudice.”

“If you say you’re in favour of a world of peace, you have to try to understand why others think and act the way they do.”

“People experience horrible things everyday and still manage to be nice to others. Being an asshole is not something you’re born with, or something you become. It’s a choice.”

“Hate doesn’t come from religion, it comes from fear.”

“Whether you believe in Allah or Jesus or the theory of evolution or parallel universes, there’s only one thing we know for certain. That life is… now.”

“Do you know how many people I know who say they believe in Allah? But they still drink, steal and vandalize. What’s more important? Saying you believe in Allah or live like you believe in Allah?”

I love that skam can place important and meaningful messages within the show not just through actions and events but also in the dialogue without sounding cliché or slipping from the narrative voice. These are legitimate things that teenagers think about and say. Yes, they’re mature but it comes from reflection, observation, and learning about how the world works and who we are. It’s never dumbed down to the point that it sounds cheesy or discredits teenagers’ ability to genuinely think, and it’s not so elevated and structured that it sounds fake or forced. It’s raw and real and beautiful

anonymous asked:

How does your experience of being a medical student compare to practising as a doctor? And do you think having been a medical student and being a doctor has changed you in any way?

That’s a really interesting topic. Sometimes my friends and I reflect on just how much we have all changed.

Med school is intense, but it’s very theoretical. It feels like a superpowered version of school. You still have homework, you have lectures, and you have lots of exams. It’s scary, and you’ll spend the entire 4-6 years constantly worrying you’ll fail your exams or get kicked out. When you’re a clinical med student, you are there in the background. People aren’t always sure where you are meant to be, or what you are meant to be doing, and you have to work to make opportunities happen, or learn as much as you can. You get put on the spot a lot, because people want to make sure you are learning. You might see patients (if your seniors think it is appropriate), but you don’t have any *real* responsibilty. It’s very protected in that way.

And then you graduate, and people ask you to make decisions that actually impact people’s lives; that’s a huge responsibility for any new graduate! It’s scary, and you feel out of your depth, because no matter how much theory you learned in med school, it’s nothing like knowing what to do in practise. Fortunately, you have seniors to supervise you and to ask for help. But the higher up you go, the more you become the senior who others ask for help, whilst still being far from all-knowing, yourself! And medicine is vast, and things are difficult, so you can work for a long time and still have so many things you don’t yet know. The most important thing remains that you should always seek help if you need it.

I still feel like the same science-obsessed arty teenager that I was at school. But I think it’s also changed me a lot, in many ways. University makes you more organised and responsible with your studies; you become used to planning your life, juggling lots of responsibilities, and doing things that have to be done, regardless of whether you like to do them or not. Which, if we are brutally honest, is kind of what adulthood is about. Things that just feel really awkward and unpleasant (like calling up an important senior, who is a stranger, to argue for something I know they will give me a hard time about, but I have to advocate for my patient, so I have to do it) become easier and less scary.

I think the fact that we are exposed to life-and-death situations and people’s personal lives also makes you mature quickly. By being exposed to so much illness, suffering and death, you learn a lot of lessons about life and people.   Where most of your peers might be spending their early 20s getting drunk or out on the pull, you try to balance having a social life with holding the hands of dying pensioners or comforting people whilst they cry about their life. You still get time to ‘be a young person’, but at the same time you have to balance it with trying to shoulder heavy responsibilities. 

Even if you’re introverted, you slowly learn to cope with a world that values extroversion. You talk to so many people in your professional life, and though it’s really intimidating when you start, it gets a lot easier with time. You learn to work with a lot of other students, nurses and doctors, until it becomes second nature to walk into a room full of important people and announce ‘Hi, i’m X and I’m the on-call doctor’, and people actually care that you walked in! It’s so strange. Teenaged me would never have had the guts.  

You meet a lot of patients, who absolutely need you to present the image of a doctor. You learn to present yourself as a confident and competent clinician, even though inside you’re still a nervous person working out what you are doing. You learn to fight your corner when it comes to requests and referrals, and know when you have to stand your ground. You slowly learn to look and act like a professional adult, developing a manner and body language that both engenders respect, but also puts people at ease. It’s funny to think of it, but none of us were like this back when we were teenagers, and even when you are out of university it doesn’t exactly come naturally to you.

I know a lot more, obviously, and that’s not a knowledge you can switch off; medicine becomes like a sort of lens through which you view life itself. Evaluating evidence, and thinking critically are also things that you don’t just use in your day job, but something that become part of your life. I do think medicine changes your outlook on life, though perhaps each  of us take away slightly different lessons. It might teach you how short life is, and how insignificant most drama is. Perhaps it teaches you that hell is other people, and that we can all help to reduce human suffering. It might teach you to be efficient, hardworking and focused.

Nowadays I’m not fazed by seeing a deceased person, and I can handle really quite scary medical situations without feeling traumatised by it all. I deal with hostility or abuse from the public, and though it’s still draining, it’s less scary than I thought it would be. When you realise most people are really scared and upset and acting out, it makes you see interactions differently.  I’d go as far as to say it makes you see a lot of things differently; it really helped me put a lot of people and things into context. And the more you work with people, the better you become at reading them, and knowing just how to act and what to say to make them feel better. And actually, being introverted and insightful can be great when it comes to observing people and learing to understand them.

People think a good bedside manner is innate, but it’s really not! I was a shy, introverted teenager with a nerdish streak, the kind who might not speak up at all during some lessons because the ‘loud students’ were answering all the questions, only to eventually pipe up with something insightful. My teachers (bless them, where would I be without their patience?) would always give me feedback to speak up more in class. “She has lots to say, if only she would speak up”. Every year, in every school report. So I’m not a natural born leader, nor an extrovert, and yet I love the communication aspect of medicine and have always tended towards specialities where you could make people feel, as well as be, better.

Perhaps it’s hard to truly tell how med school and medicine changed me, or any of us, because we all change with time anyway. It’s not really impossible to truly remain as we are. We experience lots of interesting things that make us grow as people, and we mature as we reflect on the things we’ve learned throughout out lives.

But I’d love to read what other people have to say about this. Medblr, how has med school or being a doc/nurse/etc changed you?

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‘we gonna make it shine’ 2014 vs 2017 ver. lyric comparison

Don’t continue to allow that ugly voice in your head to make you believe that you’re less than. Prove your own negativity wrong.
—  Treka L. House

the following is, i think, an accurate illustration of my current circumstances, based on a mature and thoughtful reflection on my life thus far:

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“The Good Brahmin” by Voltaire

In my travels I once happened to meet with an aged Brahmin. This man had a great share of understanding and prudence, and was very learned. He was also very rich, and his riches added greatly to his popularity; for, wanting nothing that wealth could procure, he had no desire to defraud any one. His family was admirably managed by three handsome wives, who always studied to please him; and when he was weary of their society, he had recourse to the study of philosophy.

Not far from his house, which was handsome, well-furnished and embellished with delightful gardens, dwelt an old Indian woman who was a great bigot, ignorant, and withall very poor.

“I wish,” said the Brahmin to me one day, “I had never been born!”

“Why so?” said I.

“Because,” replied he, “I have been studying these forty years, and I find it has been so much time lost. While I teach others I know nothing myself. The sense of my condition is so humiliating, it makes all things so distasteful to me, that life has become a burden. I have been born, and I exist in time, without knowing what time is. I am placed, as our wise men say, in the confines between two eternities, and yet I have no idea of eternity. I am composed of matter, I think, but have never been able to satisfy myself what it is that produces thought. I even am ignorant whether my understanding is a simple faculty I possess, like that of walking and digesting, or if I think with my head in the same manner as I take hold of a thing with my hands. I am not only thus in the dark with relation to the principles of thought, but the principles of my motions are entirely unknown to me. I do not know why I exist, and yet I am applied to every day for a solution of the enigma. I must return an answer, but can say nothing satisfactory on the the subject. I talk a great deal, and when I have done speaking remain confounded and ashamed of what I have said.”

“I am in still greater perplexity when I am asked if Brahma was produced by Vishnu, or if they have both existed from eternity. God is my judge that I know nothing of the matter, as plainly appears by my answers. ‘Reverend father,’ says one, 'be pleased to inform me how evil is spread over the face of the earth.’ I am as much at a loss as those who ask the question. Sometimes I tell them that every thing is for the best; but those who have the gout or the stone—those who have lost their fortunes or their limbs in the wars—believe as little of this assertion as I do myself. I retire to my own house full of curiosity, and endeavor to enlighten my ignorance by consulting the writings of our ancient sages, but they only serve to bewilder me the more. When I talk with my brethren upon this subject, some tell me we ought to make the most of life and laugh at the world. Others think they know something, and lose themselves in vain and chimerical hypotheses. Every effort I make to solve the mystery adds to the load I feel. Sometimes I am ready to fall into despair when I reflect that, after all my researches, I neither know from whence I came, what I am, whither I shall go, or what is to become of me.”

The condition in which I saw this good man gave me real concern. No one could be more rational, no one more open and honest. It appeared to me that the force of his understanding and the sensibility of his heart were the causes of his misery.

The same day I had a conversation with the old woman, his neighbor. I asked her if she had ever been unhappy for not understanding how her soul was made? She did not even comprehend my question. She had not, for the briefest moment in her life, had a thought about these subjects with which the good Brahmin had so tormented himself. She believed from the bottom of her heart in the metamorphoses of her god Vishnu, and, provided she could get some of the sacred water of the Ganges in which to make her ablutions, she thought herself the happiest of women.

Struck with the happiness of this poor creature, I returned to my philosopher, whom I thus addressed:

“Are you not ashamed to be thus miserable when, not fifty yards from you, there is an old automaton who thinks of nothing and lives contented?”

“You are right,” he replied. “I have said to myself a thousand times that I should be happy if I were but as ignorant as my old neighbor, and yet it is a happiness I do not desire.”

This reply of the Brahmin made a greater impression on me than any thing that had passed. I consulted my own heart and found that I myself should not wish to be happy on condition of being ignorant.

I submitted this matter to some philosophers, and they were all of my opinion: and yet, said I, there is something very contradictory in this manner of thinking; for, after all, what is the question? Is it not to be happy? What signifies it then whether we have understandings or whether we are fools? Besides, there is this to be said: those who are contented with their condition are sure of that content; while those who have the faculty of reasoning are not always sure of reasoning right. It is evident then, I continued, that we ought rather to wish not to have common sense, if that common sense contributes to our being either miserable or wicked.

They were all of my opinion, and yet not one of them could be found, to accept of happiness on the terms of being ignorant. From hence I concluded, that although we may set a great value upon happiness, we set a still greater upon reason.

But after mature reflection upon this subject I still thought there was great madness in preferring reason to happiness. How is this contradiction to be explained? Like all other questions, a great deal may be said about it.

School 2017 Episode 12

The bromance lives! Not only that but Tae-woon and Dae-hwi’s heart to heart about Joon-ki and their friendship, followed by them sighting due to their respective love lives has to be the best part of today’s episode. Mainly because I feel I have been emotionally invested in this relationship as much as the one between Tae-woon and Eun-ho, but this one got deeper connotations in a way since it was a moment long overdue where they can finally let go of the grief and move on, with a new understanding of each other.

MVP goes to Dae-hwi, and nobody can deny it. He lighted up Tae-woon’s fire by throwing the jabs that he knew was what his friend needed to understand what was happening with Eun-ho and help him figure out what to do to make up with her. Not only that but Dae-hwi also was one of the masterminds behind the Hee-chan takedown. And he took the first step to fix his own relationship with Nam-joo, although he gave up a little too easy for my taste on the front. Be more assertive, I know you can do it! Yes, Dae-hwi’s journey has been a pleasure to watch and I’m glad he is finally on more solid ground.

As for Hee-chan, the imbecile can burn in a hell of thousand suns. I know the show has given him enough background story to know where he’s coming from, and I don’t really want to give up on his redemption, but he has show no remorse nor any kind of improvement in the past episodes. In fact, he’s getting worse and now that he no longer cares at all about what his mother has to say (and she has seen the monster she helped create), I’m afraid he will go into the deep end and do worse than he has done until so far.

I appreciate the show solves problems rather quickly and doesn’t lest misunderstanding or conflict fester long enough to give us an angst fest. Even though yesterday we were all left in despair, today was pure bliss.

Tae-woon is an assertive kind of character which is no surprise he did everything is his power to make up with Eun-ho, even if meant pouring out his heart and his feelings for her (all over again) and breaking his head in order to understand where she was coming from.

I love how pure Eun-ho can be at times, all smiles and cheer, but I love even more she is mature enough to self-reflect on her actions. When she voiced how she had used her family as an excuse over the frustration and insecurities of her work, I could relate to her. It’s not easy to put yourself out there on any level, personal or professional, and I can understand she was afraid to do both.

Her relationship with her family remains one of my favorite things and I love her even more for spending all her hard-earned money on buying new shoes for her brother, so he could walk more proudly. She’s taking care of everyone, always, which is why I’m glad she has Tae-woon to take care of her.

By the end of the episode the show had two options: keep pulling our chain or give us what we have all been waiting for. Thank God they went with the latter, as it should be in School 2017 style, and now Eun-ho and Tae-woon are officially dating. The whole scene was so sweet and so like them, excuse me while I cry tears of joy. These two, really. *insert heart emoticon*

This episode finally gave some time to the secondary characters, starting with how strong Bo-ra has become with the help of her friends and actively helping them in any way she can.

What about Sarang and her Mom? It was nice that they finally had a real talk about Sarang’s future. If Eun-ho started to compromise her dreams yesterday in order to help her family, Sarang has being doing it all along and with no-one to truly make her understand that she can find another way to have her cake and eat it too. Or at least try it, instead of giving up by default. I’m glad she found a middle ground, allowing herself to be a little more selfish. Plus, her low-key romance with Kyung-woo is precious. Did you guys see yesterday when they got all handsy in gym class? Or today when he encourage her to work things out with Mom? OMG. They are so darn cute. GIVE ME MORE.

Coach Jung’s talk with Issue was also another highlight of the episode. It shows that just because one option is no longer there, it doesn’t mean the dream has to die. You can always find another or new way to get back in track. I’m looking forward to Kyung-woo asking Issue to form a band. Sarang can fangirl her heart out.

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Neuroscientists identify brain circuit necessary for memory formation

When we visit a friend or go to the beach, our brain stores a short-term memory of the experience in a part of the brain called the hippocampus. Those memories are later “consolidated” – that is, transferred to another part of the brain for longer-term storage.

A new MIT study of the neural circuits that underlie this process reveals, for the first time, that memories are actually formed simultaneously in the hippocampus and the long-term storage location in the brain’s cortex. However, the long-term memories remain “silent” for about two weeks before reaching a mature state.

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anonymous asked:

Do you think the show will keep getting more mature every (half) season to reflect Stars development to adulthood?

I think it’s going to raise the stakes and have more “heavy” moments, while still being a light hearted show with happy characters (this tweet might have been about season 2, though), and I’d be more than ok with it: there’s always room for improvement, but so far I feel like the show managed to be true to its identity, while still having deep moments as well as “high tension” ones.

Pictures of You

“So you can keep me, inside the pocket of your ripped jeans. Holding me closer ‘til our eyes meet. You won’t ever be alone, wait for me to come home.” - Ed Sheeran (Photograph) 


42 years post TVD finale….New Orleans, LA – 2059 

“What is this all about?” She demanded, slapping a ripped, sepia photograph on the table in front of him.  

Klaus didn’t respond immediately ignoring the picture on purpose, his gaze now firmly trained on the blonde who was glowering in his direction, hands on hips expectantly waiting for a response. Everything about it screamed Caroline Forbes and Klaus wouldn’t have had it any other way. 

His inner circle was scattered around the table and were equally as surprised by the interruption of their weekly strategy meeting at the Mikaelson compound. By the looks on their faces it was obvious they were torn between staring down at the table and sneaking a longing look at the gorgeous intruder. Klaus was tempted to slaughter them all on the spot for trying to ogle Caroline. After all she was his, even if she didn’t really accept that assessment.  

Klaus secretly hoped that one day she would come around but he wasn’t holding his breath. 

“Well, hello to you too, love,” Klaus greeted, trying to hide his amusement. As overjoyed as he was by her unexpected arrival he also needed to keep up some modicum of civility in front of his subjects.  "Nice drive?“ 

"Klaus,” she growled warningly. He noticed a few of his minions raising their eyebrows curiously, Caroline certainly was ruining the savage and bloodthirsty reputation he’d built up over the years. If only she wasn’t so adorable and distracting at the same time.  

He was trying to ignore just how good her perfume smelt permeating his nostrils as she threatened him. Apparently that saying about time healing all wounds wasn’t so true, his wounds were still so raw when it came to the blonde vampire who’d captured his heart.

“Caroline,” he countered. He knew it was childish but couldn’t help himself. Plus, Klaus hoped it made him look tougher than he felt given the feelings she was causing to course through his body. “We have company, if you haven’t noticed." 

She looked around the room, her gaze falling on them all one at a time. It was like she was finally realising other people were witnessing their animated exchange. "Uh, Elijah, I didn’t recognise you without the suit." 

"Katherine Pierce prefers the simple look apparently, although I’m certain it’s about the fact she has less clothing to remove,” the familiar and younger Mikaelson brunette beside him joked. 

The blonde to his left seemed absolutely disgusted by that remark given the appalled look on her face. Klaus wasn’t surprised by Rebekah’s reaction and by the looks of it neither was Caroline. 

“You’re excused,” Klaus instructed, willing them to disperse as quickly as possible. Mainly because he was struggling to retain his composure with her to his immediate left.  She was dressed casually in jeans and a fitted, Rolling Stones T-Shirt and Klaus was struggling to not imagine her naked like she’d been with him in the woods all those years ago. 

“I’m more of a Beatles fan, love. I thought you would have known that,” he replied lazily leaning back in his chair, once they’d cleared the room. 

“Surprisingly, I don’t give a damn about your musical taste,” she bit back. 

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Our Times 我的少女時代 (2015)

Background
Release date: 14 August 2015
Director: Frankie Chen
Cast: Vivian Sung, Darren Wang, Dino Lee
Genre: Romance, comedy


Plot
Lin Zhen Xin - your average Taiwanese schoolgirl struggling through the awkward years of pubertal adolescence - secretly pines after the most popular and perfect guy in school, Ouyang Extraordinary. Meanwhile, the school’s resident gangster and notorious badboy, Hsu Taiyu, harbours a secret crush on the school’s prettiest and most popular girl, Tao Minmin. Zhen Xin and Taiyu strike up a deal and decide to work together to help each other win the hearts of their dream dates. However, as the two grow to become unlikely friends, they begin to discover what true love really means and how growing up is never how one expects it to be.


Review
My first impression of Our Times was how much it reminded me of You Are the Apple of My Eye. A coming-of-age film - set against the backdrop of a humble Taiwanese high school - and featuring the ever-present badboy (that has since become a staple in all teenaged films) who, against all odds, falls in love with the school’s prettiest and most perfect girl. Of course, the protagonist of this film here happens to be an ordinary, if socially awkward, run-of-the-mill teenager instead of the gloriously flawless Shen Chia Yi of You Are the Apple of My Eye.

Both films feature somewhat similar storylines about young love, growing up and receiving a hard knock on the head courtesy of reality - but it’s a theme that everyone can relate to, so it’s something that works. With its flashbacks to the 90s, Our Times creates a sense of nostalgia as it allows us to reminisce on the days without Internet, without mobile phones, without computers - where life was simpler, relationships were harder and love was as evasive as ever. Of course, this non-linear timeline and retro recollections is something that You Are the Apple of My Eye coined first, but Our Times does a lovely job of recreating and paraphrasing it.





The protagonist of the story is the loveable Lin Zhen Xin - with her dorky spectacles, tousled locks and bumbling clumsiness, she’s the epitome of the awkward adolescent girl and you can’t help but secretly root for her as you watch her mature from her schoolgirl naivete and blossom into a capable, functional adult. Vivian Sung does an excellent job in creating a character that all of us can love and cheer for, in spite of what seem like insurmountable odds and her character’s apparent mediocrity.

But the star of the show, really, is Hsu Taiyu. Can I just shamelessly admit up-front that I do not think that the movie would be half as enjoyable if it hadn’t cast such a good-looking lead actor? Where does Frankie Chen even find such people!!

You know how mothers and well-meaning friends always tell you to avoid badboys at all costs, because we all know how badboys and broken hearts have such an excellent track record together? Well, Hsu Taiyu is the exact reason why you should just throw all that advice out the window. As the school’s most notorious gangster, he skips classes, engages in mini turf-wars with other gangs, flirts outrageously with girls, drinks way too much beer, doesn’t seem to give two hoots about his future or education  - the list goes on and long story short, you wouldn’t want your daughter to go near Taiyu with a ten foot pole.  

However, as the plot unfolds, we realise that beneath Taiyu’s hardened exterior lies a softer, more sensitive side of him that has been swept into seclusion by a terrible accident involving his best friend several years earlier. From the little gestures and thoughtful presents that he procures for Zhen Xin, it’s not difficult to figure out that beneath his bravado, Taiyi is just this big ol’ softie. I guarantee you that by the end of the movie, you would have fallen hopelessly in love with Taiyu and you will leave the cinema disgruntled and discontent with the world and its apparent lack of real-life Taiyus.



Taiyu and Zhen Xin are utterly adorable together - watching them fumble through the beginnings of their awkward friendship and wade through the ambiguous seas of young love, there’s that “Will they, won’t they?” feeling that keeps you guessing about whether or not they will FINALLY acknowledge their feelings for each other and get together already. It’s rare to care so much about a couple but these two really are characters that you grow to love over the course of the show and by the end of the movie, you’ll be smiling, laughing and crying along with them.







An honourable mention goes to Dino Lee, who plays Ouyang Extraordinary (LOL - I swear his name doesn’t sound so stupid in Chinese) - the school’s valedictorian and the most perfect, clean-cut boy you could ever imagine. For a first timer, I have to say that he does a pretty decent job of providing a worthy rival in love against Hsu Taiyu and it’s a good effort as his debut performance. I think he could live off doing toothpaste commercials for the rest of his life because he has the most brilliant smile EVER.



In spite of the excellent casting, fantastic cinematography and sharp, witty dialogue, Our Times does fall a little short of You Are the Apple of My Eye in terms of character development and its plot. While I enjoyed seeing Jerry Yan pop out of nowhere as future Hsu Taiyu, the jump in the timeline (THIRTY YEARS) is way too large for anyone to form any sort of attachment to the grown up versions of Zhen Xin and Taiyu. Over the course of the movie, we’ve grown to love the actors Vivien Sung and Darren Wang and their electric chemistry together - something that Jerry Yan and Joe Chen (who plays the older Zhen Xin) clearly lack because they only had like 3 minutes of screen time together. You Are the Apple of My Eye understood the importance of continuity and while the film did jump a few years into the future, it chose to retain its original actors and make them appear older and more mature so that we could see for ourselves, how the characters had grown up over the course of the years. And this sense of continuity is so important because it creates a sense of finality as we watch all the loose ends get wrapped up, as we see our favourite characters with the same faces (if older looking) get the endings that they deserve. Throwing in new actors to represent the old characters that I had grown to love just made me feel like I was watching an entirely different movie altogether and this really cheapened the ending of Our Times, leaving me feeling a tad bit unsatisfied. 

In terms of plot, Our Times can be a little bit draggy in the sense that it focuses a little too much on the blossoming romance between Taiyu and Zhen Xin to the extent that the supporting cast drifts off into the backseat and becomes more of background noise than anything else. I’m never one to complain about romance or the excess of it, but I loved how You are The Apple of My Eye was a story about friendship as well as love; because this made it all the more relatable. Aren’t the best memories of our high school years mostly about the friendships that we form in boring, stuffy classrooms; the buddies that slogged with us through agonising exams, the classmates that we giggle with as we spy on the cutest boy in school? Because really, unlike Zhen Xin, how many of us have had the privilege of being chased by the hottest, baddest boy at school?



Nevertheless, Our Times definitely has a stronghold over You Are The Apple of My Eye in terms of its happier, simpler ending (Although in my opinion, You Are The Apple of My Eye has a better ending - while it may not be fairytale-happy, it’s realistic, mature and really makes you reflect on your youth and how you’ve grown up since then). Our Times does well in borrowing some of our favourite elements from the latter - the nostalgic feel of dusty, rudimentary classrooms, the simpleness of life in the 90s and its lack of technology, the understanding that young love - no matter the era - will always remain as frustrating and as heart-breaking as it always has been.

Our Times is one of those feel-good movies that no one (not even the older folk I think) will regret watching. It’s funny, it’s warm and it’ll pull at your heartstrings even - just don’t expect it to be realistic or logical and you won’t be disappointed. If only young love could be as simple and as rewarding as Our Times makes it out to be!



Rating
How good the movie was: 7/10
How much I enjoyed it: 9/10


Favourite scene (spoiler alert!)
At this point in the movie, it’s evident that Taiyu and Zhen Xin have begun to develop feelings for each other but neither of them has the balls to admit it. Zhen Xin continues to openly chase Ouyang and Taiyu pursues Tao Minmin with an almost resigned sort of vengeance.

In this scene, Ouyang sprains his ankle in the middle of one of his ever-famous basketball practices and hobbles over to the side bench, nursing his swollen ankle. Zhen Xin, who happens to be in the little provision shop just behind the bench, procures a popsicle stick from the store in hopes of offering it to Ouyang for him to ice his ankle. But instead of going up to him, she remains in the doorway just out of Ouyang’s sight, clutching the popsicle to her chest and hesitating to approach him.

Taiyu, who happens to be eating his favourite seasame noodles within the provision shop at the time, sees the entire sequence of events unfold and understands that Zhen Xin is way too shy to approach Ouyang on her own. He gets up, gives Zhen Xin a little push towards Ouyang and flashes her his trademark smirk, as if encouraging her to go for it. 

As Zhen Xin happily offers the popsicle to Ouyang, Taiyu turns his back to her and we see that his eyes have welled up with tears and he’s trying his best not to cry as he watches the love of his life walk away from him towards another boy. :(


Someone hand me a tissue already!

weeping-lion  asked:

Is it true that Alexander Hamilton accidentally brought Peggy a basket of crabs once instead of chicken soup when she was sick? -Because I saw that while scrolling on Instagram but in my opinion it sounds made-up.

It is somewhat true, it is mentioned in the Alexander Hamilton biography by Ron Chernow but I cannot find it anywhere in the book because there are so many pages. He mentions it in a letter to Eliza here:

“Give my love to Angelica & assure [her] that I did not leave her pye out of resentment for her having changed its original destination; but because it was impossible to take it with us without abandonning a basket of Crabs which was sent to my care for Mrs. Rensselaer.5 It has always been my creed that a lady’s pleasure is of more importance than a Gentleman’s, so the pye gave way to the Crabs. It was a nice question, but after mature reflection I decided in favour of the latter. Perhaps as a Creole I had some sympathy with them.” [x]

Y!!!OI Spread - AniWave (27th January 2017 Edition) Translations

Hi! I’m back with some translations! I just got back home at around 11:30pm on the 1st and I’ve been working on this since last night so yes, it’s finally here! It’s somewhat lengthier than the SAO translations due to this interview piece being around three pages long in the magazine. I just bought the latest copy yesterday afternoon and scans of the cover will be up by tomorrow. But for now, this is the Yuri!!! On Ice Interview with Toyonaga Toshiyuki (Yuuri), Suwabe Junichi (Viktor), Uchiyama Kouki (Yuri) and Hatano Wataru (Georgi Popovich)! The headline roughly reads Figure Skating Pretty Boys [下]. Since there was an interview with the first three voice actors mentioned last issue, this could be taken as a continuation / finale. 

The subtitle below the main header states that “last week’s article wasn’t enough to cover everything, so this week’s issue reveals the rest of the information!

This does not feature translations of every single question otherwise it would take an awfully long time for this post to be complete and I’m sure no one wants to read a three page long translation piece. If anybody else wants to add on to translations for questions and answers I did not include feel free to reblog this with your own additions. Note that I am not the best at Chinese despite being of that race myself, so please excuse my errors! I am a young student aiming to improve so this is good practice and hopefully this will appease you YOI fans.

Translations under the cut!

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eviljaffafish  asked:

a rogue ask: how would you you rank Graham's albums, and what specifically about each is it that makes you like it to such an extent?

AKL:HGSDHGSDHG:DS YES THANK YOU FOR THIS ASK OMG!!!!! :D

THIS IS GONNA BE REALLY HARD CAUSE THE TOP 3 ARE KINDA EQUAL IN MY MIND BUT…

  1. The Spinning Top (2009)
    I think that the last three albums Graham has made have each shown incredible growth in his songwriting and each master a facet of his style as a musician, so it is hard for me to rank them. But I think The Spinning Top stands alone for how ambitious it was but musically and conceptually. It is a true masterpiece that shows Graham’s incredible technical skills as a guitar player (and his willingness to push himself to master a style of playing that he had always felt intimidated by). The thing I love most about this album is that it shows Graham pushing into unfamiliar territory in every way and yet it feels effortless and entirely him. The acoustic songs are lovely, heartbreaking, and nuanced, they grow more beautiful the more you listen to them. The songs that are electric are examples of Graham’s innovative and unique sound. “Dead Bees”, “If You Want Me”, and “Humble Man” all fit the tone of the albums folk/blues influence, but take it to an abrasive and expressive place. “Tripping Over” is one of the most emotional songs Graham has written, a stunning example of his ability to transform complex feelings into sound. Knowing where Graham was while writing this album, it is evident that it is the sound of him finding the confidence to do something undeniably extraordinary. His songwriting is at its best and the songs reflect his maturity, self-reflection, and vulnerability. The album’s concept is a man’s life from birth to death and the struggle to find your way home, and every song hits the mark emotionally. He shows that he is a man who has lived that struggle and come out the other side, aware of what there is at stake and determined to hold on and find peace. It is a truly special album.

  2. A+E (2012)
    There could not be a better follow-up to The Spinning Top than A+E, which is the complete opposite in every way. The industrial, krautrock sound is as far away from the delicate songs of the previous album as you can get. But like The Spinning Top, the songs follow a loose narrative that helps the album come together conceptually. An endless night out in an unfamiliar place, violence and perversion lie beneath the surface. Graham’s wit and existential angst give the darker songs a sense of humor and ground the album in his own personal experience. One of the best moments on the album are the final minute or so of “What’ll It Take” where Graham screams repeatedly into the void “WHAT’S WRONG WITH MEEEEEE!??!?!?!?” While he has figured a lot of his shit out, he is still the boy he has always been. “Running For Your Life” recalls the early days of Blur, performing in the north where people would yell “GET THE FUCK BACK DOWN THE M1!″ The lyric “we don’t like your accent or your Northampton shoes/get back down the M1 cause we don’t like you” is one of the most Graham lyrics ever. The album ends in the glaring sunlight with bluesy “Ooh, Yeh Yeh”, inspired by an encounter with a friend one Sunday morning who had been out all night and was really not doing good. It is a perfect ending to the album. The sound of the whole album is sophisticated, layered, grungy, dusty old synths and light reflected in dirty wet asphalt.

  3. Love Travels At Illegal Speeds (2006)
    LTAIS is Graham’s “sound” in its most refined and mature form. It is the first of his albums that holds a loose concept, exploring the loss of love and the fear of risking that heartache again and again. The songs are lyrically much stronger than his previous albums and really reflect inwardly on his personal struggle to find and change the parts of himself that get in the way of healthy relationships. The songs “Just A State of Mind” and “I Don’t Believe Anything I Say” ask a lot of tough questions about his own hypocrisy and fear in relationships. The line “just be happy, you are strong now, it’s so lonely to love someone” is at the core of most of the songs. The album addresses old wounds and new hopes with great maturity. The thread of sexual frustration that runs through the album is cheeky and playful. “See A Better Day” ends the album in a hopeful place, with a new relationship and the potential to find happiness.

  4. Happiness in Magazines (2004)
    While I believe LTAIS is a better album, I personally love Happiness in Magazines a bit more. It is charmingly odd, witty, and fresh. The first album Graham made after leaving Blur, it shows a real dedication to showing himself as a confident and professional musician. Produced by Stephen Street, it is the first that Graham didn’t self-produce and it allows the songs to really shine. The album is packed with potential singles that show different facets of Graham’s sound. For me it is the most representative of what I think of when I think of Graham’s solo work and I love that it is a bit unrefined and quirky. It maintains some of the roughness of his early solo work, but it is sophisticated as well.

  5. The Kiss of Morning (2002)
    The Kiss of Morning and Crow Sit on Blood Tree are the two underrated gems in Graham’s catalog. Most of this album was written when Graham was in rehab and it is full of hurt, guilt, and tremendous vulnerability. “Bitter Tears” opens the album strong, it is one of Graham’s best, and it lays the ground for the rest of the album. I love it because, though it is incredibly honest and vulnerable, it shows a determination to move forward and it is full of pain but also strength. The album pretty much builds off of that foundation, it explores many different avenues of pain and guilt, but never loses that determination. Graham explores more of a blues/country sound that is appropriate given the subject matter. His songwriting shows growth and maturity and the production and musicianship are strong. It is the most finished feeling of his self-produced albums and gives the listener an idea of what is to come.

  6. Crow Sit on Blood Tree (2001)
    This album is particularly impressive considering it was recorded in 5 days. It feels very much like a release of all the pain and frustration and doubt he was feeling in that moment, a bit of a mess, but a compelling mess. This one, more than the two previous, feels like something he needed to make, to get those feelings out. And for as rough as it is, it is shockingly cohesive and there are a lot of really good songs on it. “Empty Word” again, opens the album and sets the emotional tone. It is one to scream along to, but it is lyrically heartbreaking, he is not in a good place. “All Has Gone” is a beautiful and sad little acoustic song that is hugely underrated. But the real gem on the album is “Big Bird” which has circular kind of repetition that is a bit like “Tender”. Other standout songs include bluesy “I’m Going Away” and “Tired”, melancholy “Too Uptight”, and infamous “You Never Will Be.” Overall I think this album deserves more love, it is an emotional look into a turbulent moment in Graham’s life.

  7. The Sky is Too High (1998)
  8. The Golden D (2000)
    Graham’s first two albums are tough for me, but I think The Sky is Too High has a few stronger songs. “That’s All I Wanna Do”, “R U Lonely”, “I Wish”, and “Hard & Slow” are all really solid songs, especially “I Wish”. The Golden D holds together better as an album but the strongest songs on it are the two Mission of Burma covers, “That’s When I Reach For My Revolver” and “Fame and Fortune”, which are both stellar and true to what Graham was feeling in Blur at that time. As I have said many times, The Golden D is worth listening alone for out of place jazz funk MASTERPIECE “Oochy Woochy”. The appearance of this random jazz funk song on an angry punk/metal album is one of my favorite things Graham has ever done.

THIS WAS SUPER LONG AND SELF-INDULGENT BUT THANK YOU FOR ASKING!!!!!!!!!!!!!!