Finally, we come to 2009, the year of the Haruhi (projected year over which the events of The Melancholy took place. No SRSLY, go investigate on that), and the year of my official legality, although it really means nothing since I know I will hardly have any time to get a driver’s license, drink beer, smoke or watch M18 movies.
Here’s wishing everybody a promising year ahead. I would advise you stop bothering with New Year’s Resolutions like I have as we all know just how easily we tend to forget them by the time March or April sets in. By the time we remember that we had forgotten about them, it would be the end of yet another December, and we would have no choice but to snowball them into next year’s resolutions. Rinse and repeat a few years, and you get a list of sins you can dedicate to your nearby church. Just for the record, we all still keep a certain kind of resolution throughout the year no matter what, and mine for 2008 has been my Compaq Presario’s 1200X800 15-inch screen.
I ought to resolve to tone down on the lame jokes.
All that banter aside, it was two days ago at home, when I got so bored that I found myself playing around with my star Wars figurines again. The poor guys had been collecting dust at the far corner of my study desk for a few weeks now. I figured it would be a dear waste of time if I just toyed around with them like that, so I whipped out mum’s camera and, before I knew it, I had created a pilot section of a comic series depicting the adventures of a bunch of Clone Trooper figures exploring a messy desktop.