why on earth?

*disclaimer*
this one will be a long, winding, and quite random posting :P

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i start to write this at 01:37. it means the perfect yesterday already passed for less than 2 hours. everyday is perfect. otherwise, this blog won't be name as such. (do i start to sound like Ms. Teen South Carolina on 2007?)

anyway, was planning to filled yesterday with lotsa stuffs. and i think i can manage to do all. yeah, slightly changed plan on the way, but heyy! that was the heart of a plan, rite? to be changed!

i successfully visited 2 museums. was planning to spend the whole day in the museums. actually i wanted to spent most of yesterday in the archaelogy museum, but alas, my heart was nearly collapsed. what's wrong with me, eh? it was REALLY a wrong tactic. maybe nobody remember my depressed story when i visited cork city gaol in 2007. yesterday was a bit worse. *darn!*

what happened?
after 10 minutes wandering around to see the prehistoric eire thingy, i decided to finish the ground floor first. it means went to the ancient ireland section. (why on earth i pick this one????!!!) the first 5 minutes is okay, trying to understand what bog was. (i still cannot understand, what the difference between bog vs peat? haven't check Uncle Google yet!) then walked to the next part, where they have some spirally woody wall. seemed fun. i went inside. and taraaaaaaaaaaa... there there.. a skeleton! (okay, i felt goosebumps now. i am THAT scared!) and the other one (WHY??? why did i go to the next room?????) a half body skeleton. *eek!!!*

i should have listen to my feeling. even before i enter the room, i felt something depressing in the air (halah!!!) believe it or not. hmmm... the experience made a major change in my plan. even when i try to calm down myself and went to the viking age room, it became more and more depressing. ummm... it felt worse than the diorama room in monjali. i literally run after that.. went out from the room and the museum for good. *shudder!*

then i just wandering around st. stephen's green. cursing myself for my coward heart.

ten minutes later, i decided to go to the art museum. well, it's an art museum anyway, surely there won't be any skeleton, right?

walk pass grafton street and stopped in front of molly malone statue. (no! i didn't peek at her over size breast.) i had to stop, because yesterday lotsa people (the news said it was more than 100,000 people) did a long march from parnel sq to merrion sq. at first i didn't realized.. because i only heard the bagpipe. hearing the sound i went to the crowd, i thought someone just perform for fun. but it was the protesters! i waited to see the long march. try to see if i knew someone in the crowd. standing in front of molly for about 45 minutes, then started to walk to o'connell. and pheeeww.. the tail of the protesters were really long. i stand for more than 30 minutes (after walking) in o'connell street. and no... i didn't see anyone i know. *hah!*

anyway, after that, i went to the art museum. feeling impressed with the HUGE building. i thought it was waaayyyyy bigger than dublin castle. feeling optimistic. nothing bad will happen. only to find my bubble of hope burst! yeah, they don't have skeleton. but the atmosphere still depressing. dark room with voices of (supposed to be) soldiers. old soldier clothes. antique (yet scary for me) statue, and stuffs. i planned to stay in the museum for 1 hour. well after the delay because the protesters were more interesting for me, i thought 1 hour until he museum close was fair enough. ha ha ha... not even close. 10 minutes, and i start to find the exit way, and become more hectic when i realized that i had to go through the same pathway to go to the exit. (if i took another way, i would have to go through different rooms. no no no!!!) and i literally run. again. phiyuuuh. i feel it in my feet fingers now.

why the atmosphere was really depressing? maybe it was just me. you know. some particular day of the month. but i don't think so. since most of the time i felt it when i visited so called museum. *sigh* it's okay for me to watch CSI. no problem in watching bones. but in the museum? eeeeeeeeekkkkk!!!

umm.. well, another perfect day. start it with a plan. felt scared at the middle. almost shed tears because of the protesters. thanking to Alloh lotsa times for all i have. a bit cheer up when playing four fingers in a range of macbooks unibody in PC World (they are sooo sexy but not yet.. not in the near future. a *bit* far, maybe!) feeling more happy post ice cream & crepes + double portion of sushi. scared again because now i remember those skeletons. *arrrrrrrggghhh! sometimes i felt an active mind is a curse!*

out now. time to recharge.



PS. i know it's J-HYD OST and kim bum is not a part of it. but still... he's in K-HYD anyway!