diTuned (dame dame dame ningen)
I’ve been hit by a stroke of…. eccentricity lately (translation: feeling a bit crazy). One of it is completely detuning my iPod from a glorious 400++ songs to a mere 167. And my latest playlist is completely made of Beatles songs. I don’t know what hit me. Among other weird occurences is experimenting to be a hikikomori for the past couple of days or so (this is last week methinks). A hikky (short derog of hikikomori) is basically a guy that spends his time in his room, not venturing out and not interacting with people at ALL (phone and sms messages don’t count). I embody all that is being a hikomori, not going out, staying indoors, watching anime, enjoying the sporadic wireless internet connection and play games. Food? Why, instant noodles of course!
But then again I was severely feverish and having my worst bouts of migraine during those couple of days, so yeah. Let me tell you, nothing is being much more depressing and self destructive than being a hikky. Sick or not, it’s not an excuse to stay indoors indefinitely. My first day in sunshine after being utterly sick (and miserable) was like a newly cured vampire. Strong ambient light hurt my eyes.
Gosh that was miserably unhealthy. Note to self: NEVER experiment being a hikky AGAIN.
