deviantART: by:ArienKronian http://search.deviantart.com/?q=by:ArienKronian&section=today deviantART RSS for by:ArienKronian en-us Copyright 2009, deviantART.com Fri, 18 Dec 2009 18:39:36 PST deviantART.com http://blogs.law.harvard.edu/tech/rss http://s.deviantart.com/minish/widgets/apple-touch-icon-precomposed.png Really silly http://ArienKronian.deviantart.com/journal/28772353/ http://ArienKronian.deviantart.com/journal/28772353/ Sat, 05 Dec 2009 18:10:07 PST
Apparently my twin brother (whom I'm not fond of) "discovered" deviantArt lately. More specifically the forums. I've no desire to go hunt him down nor do I -think- he'll be able to find me here (though the chance is larger as I don't think he submits deviations :P ), but I have a immature feeling of "Damn he found one of the few sites of the intarwebs where I hoped he'd never find because I'm there...".

I don't like him on dA for another lame reason - he likes the debate forums. He loves them. I've not debated in a forum in ages simply because I feel it's pointless and nothing you can zomg furiously type can change someone's view. He loves them so much that everyone has to wait to start dinner for like 20minutes because he's like "I'M DEBATING!!!" *furiously refreshes screen and starts hammering out a new reply*. Forum replies can wait duh. -.- Then of course later is him going on about how he pwned this dude or that. Who cares. Not like you win real life cool kid points.

]]> ~ArienKronian Hai o_O http://ArienKronian.deviantart.com/journal/27823950/ http://ArienKronian.deviantart.com/journal/27823950/ Sat, 17 Oct 2009 20:35:07 PDT

I'm in Uni now...studying computer science (multimedia & game design)...a lot of programming... My brain has rusted and I'm just wondering at how I was so "creative" back then... well so creative compared to now...

I remember one of my teachers telling me I shouldn't give up on photography, even as a hobby, but unfortunately I've done that. No time these days and no camera, not even my dad's. No inspiration blah blah.

I hope I haven't lost my ability to express myself in words...it's something I feel I've had since childhood, and something I'd not want to lose. :P

Looking back,I was so young. I am still young, and awkward and unsure...but I was so young back then...

Wonder how many of my old friends still linger here?

]]> ~ArienKronian *waves* http://ArienKronian.deviantart.com/journal/20981130/ http://ArienKronian.deviantart.com/journal/20981130/ Tue, 14 Oct 2008 05:58:40 PDT
I'm a slow player, I dawdle, walk around, can spend a long time just exploring environments, anyway with my last term of school (ever) having started, its time to shelve my now level 60 character for a while (Though my addicted brain grumbles "Must get dreadsteed money firssttt") to concentrate on getting back into "the school rhythm".

This being final year, ironically will give me a lot more free time than last term, despite it being the most crucial period in my course of study.

So hello to my friends here, especially Sleepywolf (we need to meet more often, <.< ). I wish Alex and Sophie great happiness as well.

]]> ~ArienKronian I'm not dead http://ArienKronian.deviantart.com/journal/20245757/ http://ArienKronian.deviantart.com/journal/20245757/ Sun, 31 Aug 2008 03:06:12 PDT But a person I know could well be dead now by her own hand. So my mood swings between cheerful and bleak, like a pendulum. I've got no word, I don't want to know, but I also want to know so badly.

[Edit]Ah she is alive, the attempt failed. She probably is pretty furious at her friends who managed to...stalk her down from the Internet...and managed to convince the police and ambulance to go to her house...in time...

]]> ~ArienKronian Simple Poem http://ArienKronian.deviantart.com/journal/19572867/ http://ArienKronian.deviantart.com/journal/19572867/ Thu, 24 Jul 2008 12:43:19 PDT
尔侬我侬， 忒刹情多。
情多处，热似火。
把一块泥，捻一个你，
塑一个我。将咱们两个，
一齐打破，用水调和，
再捻一个你，再塑一个我。
你泥中有我，我泥中有你。
我与你，生同一个衾，死同一个廓。


The English translation is roughly as follows:

You[尔] call me “thee” [侬] and I[我] call you “thou”[侬],
How very loving[忒刹情多] we are.
When we love[情多处], it is hot[热] like[似] fire.
Take[把] a piece[一块] of clay[泥],
Shape[捻] a[一个] likeness of you[你],
Mould[塑] a[一个] likeness of me[我].
Then take[将] us[咱们] two[两个],
Break us up together [一齐打破],
Use[用] water[水] to mix/blend[调和],
Again[再] shape[捻] another[一个] you[你],
Again[再] mould[塑] another[一个] me[我].
In my clay[你泥中], there is/are[有] you[你],
In your clay[我泥中], there/is[有] me[我].
Me[我] and[与] you[你],
When we live[生], will share[同] one[一个] blanket[衾],
When we die[死], the same[同一个] casket[廓].


I am struck by the beauty of this poem. I feel regretful that my Chinese is sub-standard and I can't read the Chinese words without the hanyu pinyin. And I'm Chinese! >.< A lot of melody is lost in translation really.

I think I'd want calligraphy of this on a scroll if I ever move in to live with someone/get married.
You may need to install Asian language packs if this shows as [][][] to you... I'm surprised and pleased dA is able to parse Mandarin :D

]]> ~ArienKronian Morons on dA http://ArienKronian.deviantart.com/journal/19328713/ http://ArienKronian.deviantart.com/journal/19328713/ Fri, 11 Jul 2008 08:50:52 PDT
]]> ~ArienKronian Muse http://ArienKronian.deviantart.com/journal/19208264/ http://ArienKronian.deviantart.com/journal/19208264/ Fri, 04 Jul 2008 19:36:19 PDT With despair comes hope, hope that the sun will shine again. For when it rains, doesn't the sun always come out again? Even when things are hard, there is still some good in the world, something that is your sun.
Someone's signature. Something for me to ponder about as I ponder on that birthday present I plan to make...It should have an angel...and now perhaps a sun...

]]> ~ArienKronian Hmm http://ArienKronian.deviantart.com/journal/19159225/ http://ArienKronian.deviantart.com/journal/19159225/ Wed, 02 Jul 2008 04:53:50 PDT
Funny Gallery Stats
ArienKronian has 2,984 pageviews total and her 31 deviations were viewed 1,333 times. She watches 42 people, while 24 people watch her.

Just 4 more views to 1337 hehe.
And lol, 42 and 24 are flipped numbers. xD

Lol 3k pageviews.

]]> ~ArienKronian Back http://ArienKronian.deviantart.com/journal/18947256/ http://ArienKronian.deviantart.com/journal/18947256/ Fri, 20 Jun 2008 10:32:47 PDT Annoying things about tour groups:
1] A lot of your photos have to be taken on the move, like on the bus and it's moving.

2] You have to take a lot of "Hi-I-was-here" lamely posed photos for family and others.

3]Take longer than 3 seconds to compose a shot and people complain

4]You get left behind when you take photographs on the wayside while the group's walking.

It was fun though. =)

]]> ~ArienKronian Bittersweet Relief http://ArienKronian.deviantart.com/journal/18314958/ http://ArienKronian.deviantart.com/journal/18314958/ Wed, 14 May 2008 03:19:16 PDT Mercy Me - Bring the Rain
I can count a million times
People asking me how I
Can praise You with all that
I've gone through
The question just amazes me
Can circumstances possibly
Change who I forever am in You

Maybe since my life was changed
Long before these rainy days
It's never really ever crossed my mind
To turn my back on you, oh Lord
My only shelter from the storm
But instead I draw closer through these times
So I pray

Bring me joy, bring me peace
Bring the chance to be free
Bring me anything that brings
You glory And I know there'll
be days When this life brings me pain
But if that's what it takes to
praise You Jesus, bring the rain

A salute to my mother and my Aunt Ester, who can pray on like this song says in these past dark days.

On Saturday night, the doctors told us that my uncle was brain dead. He would never wake save by a miracle. Even if he woke, he'd be a vegetable for the rest of his life. They frankly believed he would never ever wake, and the picture painted for us was a hopeless one.
So hopeless, nerves in the brain stem destroyed, brain completely flooded in blood, brain completely and utterly dead.

Organ failure would follow in a matter of time, as no blood circulated , his heart only beat due to drugs.

In short he placed before us a very simple, yet so difficult choice. "Pull the plug or not."

In my heart I would want my family to do, were I in the same comatose, "medically" dead state. I would have my family end my empty shell of a body.

To me, my uncle's soul must have left some time ago and all that remained was a husk, kept alive by the power of modern medicine. In a way, the memory of him lying there, "breathing", his heartbeat "steady" yet according to the doctor, lifeless, fills me with a kind of horror. A dead thing, kept alive.

The majority of those present (I had no say so I kept quiet) wanted to keep him alive. Because they had a hope that a miracle would happen. So we prayed. And as the situation was made clear to us medically by the doctors and facing that decision, we prayed that if God would not raise him, God please take him away cleanly, that we not be forced to decide.

His heart stopped on Monday afternoon despite the drugs.
Whether or not brain death was true death, I am relieved. There is no doubt now, "God took him away" and we didn't have to make that decision.

Perhaps it sounds really callous but for me personally, I can believe that my uncle is free of suffering. Although I wonder if all our prayers were in vain. (Although admittedly I felt like an unbeliever trying to pray to a God who I am no longer certain I'm trusting)

]]> ~ArienKronian Today http://ArienKronian.deviantart.com/journal/18237605/ http://ArienKronian.deviantart.com/journal/18237605/ Fri, 09 May 2008 06:05:33 PDT
At first we thought it was just a faint, but calling him failed to rouse him and that caused a few minutes (it felt like an eternity...) of screaming and shouting.

My younger cousin was extremely distraught crying hysterically about how our uncle wouldn't be able to breathe with everyone crowding around like that. She wasn't the only one. Several of my aunts were prostrate with grief, wailing and howling and pleading for Buddha's mercy. My mother and another aunt whose Christian were calling out for Jesus.

I'm afraid I got more than a little affected, snarling at my younger brother "How about you shut the fuck up and do something since you know so much?" when he said how they were doing things wrong etc.

I don't know, I don't know CPR.

Someone checked his pulse, my dad I think and started CPR while one of the guests who;d kept their calm called the ambulance. The crematorium is far from any hospital.

Panic ensued and almost everyone went hysterical at that sight and panicked questions of "How is he" ensued.

No pulse, no respiration. I swear the sight of my uncle's face, going grayish and the hysterical relatives prostrating themselves, kneeling and pleading and begging various gods, while my father and one of my aunts performed CPR (Dad doing the chest compressions and the other performing mouth-to-mouth resusication) will remain with me for a long time.

Hearing my Christian relatives prayers as they knelt and wept, calling on the name of the Lord, I...felt as though I was a bystander. Yes I would consider myself a Christian but in that moment, I wondered if there was a God...if there was a purpose to this senseless happening that was taking place.

The ambulance arrived after what seemed like a long time, the paramedics pushing those who crowded around my uncle aside, attaching their equipment and lifting him onto a stretcher and rushing off.

The funeral people had to hold some of us, to remind us that grandfather had to have his last respects and be sent into the fire. And so we manhandled those too grieved to walk on their own - my mother, and about 3 of my aunts and an uncle or two and laid a flower each on the coffin.... Then we made our zombie way to the viewing gallery as the coffin was moved on its last journey.

An hour or so later, when some of "the children" (namely my cousins and those who were Christian who couldn't go to the temple) returned back to the wake under the apartment block, we got news that my uncle was, and is still in intensive care in critical condition.

They've managed to stir a weak heartbeat and he'll have to stablise before they do a CT scan, apparently his brain was bleeding, leading to the collapse.

It's been exhausting. I can still write here, perhaps I should feel something other than this numbness.

If there's a God up there, we need a miracle.

]]> ~ArienKronian Death http://ArienKronian.deviantart.com/journal/18205239/ http://ArienKronian.deviantart.com/journal/18205239/ Tue, 06 May 2008 23:43:04 PDT
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