Can't Deal

What was I thinking when I thought I could handle two exams on one day, one after the other?!

I wasn't sane. I must be mad.

After last semester, you would have thought I'd wise up, but no. Oh god, no. A series of circumstances caused me to make this "stupid" choice and now I am paying the price for it.

How can I memorise both Methods and Lifespan Development at the same time?! My brain isn't built for this!

On the other hand, once Wednesday is done, I am throwing out the books, figuratively. It will be party time and I intend to slack all day, everyday at home and gorge myself on Tumblr and fanfiction. I am going to paint and read again. I'm going to watch movies and go out again. I'm going to drown myself in TV shows.

Oh, in the midst of all the grousing and angst, let's not forget my birthday is right around the corner. I'll be 21 and I guess I've to be more mature, maybe.

The Fall

Source: Sherlock - The Reichenbach Fall

This is me, right now. 

Conquered the World

Yesterday I conquered the world, tomorrow the solar system.

It's tomorrow! I'll find out how well I've studied the bane of my semester tomorrow. I'm not even asking for an A, just B will do. It should be easy enough right?

Sometimes, I wonder what would happen if I take a gamble. You know, not to study that hard and go for the exam. What would happen? What will my results be? Atrocious, no doubt. If I suck even when I studied my socks off, I would be a failure if I don't even try at all.

One thing I like about a morning exam is that you will get less time to do final revision. You will have less time to worry about last minute details and just "What the heck, let's do this".

Why am I always so pathetic during the exam season?

40 marks, 40 percent

It's considered the last day of the study week and what have I done? I've finished one subject: Water and the Environment.

I think it's still alright, even though I could have move faster.

I seriously hate this limbo between hell and heaven. Hell being the exams, obviously. I think I rather it be a quick "death" than to let it drag on. So, c'mon already, I'm almost ready to tackle the paper. But, alas, the exam is one week from now.

40 marks. 40 percent. There's no stopping them now.

I think I'm going to die

"Molly, I think I'm going to die" - Sherlock

Yes, I think I'm going to die, whilst preparing for exams.

Exams are a big part and I dare say, the only important part of school life. Let's be honest, what do we go to school for if not to do well for exams? Unless they change the whole system (minus the exams), I will stick firmly to my belief, thank you very much.

From the beginning of your school life, it has always been preparing for all kinds of tests and exams, is it not? Even in University, there's mid-semester tests and finals to fret over. You would think that University is more than testing people over how good their memory is, but no.

It's so unfair how 2 hours can more or less determined how "good" a student you are.

Ordinary

It's the last day of the semester which means that I'm one week away from the final examinations. The bad thing being I've been procrastinating for the past 2 weeks.

Can I freak out now? Exams never fail to send me into hyperventilation despite more than a decade of so-called "experience" in it. Things change, people change.

In fact, the older one gets, the higher one climbs, the further one will fall and the higher the stakes are. In primary and secondary schools, the worst scenario a student can get is get a red mark in the report card. You still get to carry on. Honestly, I can't imagine the disgrace if you fail in University. You could be kick out, for goodness sake!

I made a sane choice to go for 4 modules this semester. It hardly matters than I am prolonging my stay in the University for half a year. Oh well, the deal has always been 3 years, and thus, 3 years it shall be. As for Honours, I don't even want to think about it now because I have no great aspirations at this junction.

In Poly, I was constantly driven by the want and need to do exceptionally well because I have to get into a University. I simply cannot imagine myself working full-time so soon. Having a degree means the world to me, not only does it looks good (for the family and I), it also means higher pay.

In terms of workload, this semester is relatively lighter than last semester. I admit that I slack through the first half of the semester. I'm feeling the guilt now.

I made the wrong choice by choosing Water and the Environment. Seriously, the maths and calculations portion is a turn-off. I can't believe the bane of my existence has come to haunt me in this form. Why in the world would I want to know how to do integration?! Oh god, I am going to die over this exam! It's only 40% which means that I should aim to pass, that's all. I simply cannot wait to get it over and done with. Good riddance to rubbish.

Sometimes, I couldn't help but to wish that I have talents in other areas. That way, I wouldn't have to put all my hopes into one basket. I wouldn't have to put so much heart and mind into academics and what rot. I'm not that artistic, musical or even athletic. I don't even like sports.

I'm ordinary. "You're ordinary" as Moriarty scoffed at Sherlock.

Less Than a Month

Thank goodness it's April. It means that in less than a month time, I will be enjoying my first "summer holiday". I can almost taste the freedom. I gave myself a week of hiatus to have fun online before the tough job of preparing for the finals. Sigh, examinations. I abhorred exams.

In a month time, I will be celebrating my 21st birthday which is not exactly a big deal in Singapore.

Well, technically, you are an adult and sure, you will be eligible to vote. But mentally, I am not and don't relish being one. There's nothing great about being an adult other than the fact that you can book a hotel and tours. I can officially go on holiday trips on my own but as if I could do so.

I do know what I want as my present though. I am going to buy more charms for my Pandora bracelet after waiting for a year.

I won't be holding the 'obligatory' birthday party because it is not my kind of thing. I will probably regret it when I am older but hey, why do something you don't feel comfortable with? It's not as if I have lots of friends I can invite anyway. It's sad but true.

For now, I just want to get the finals over and done with and get ready to welcome May (and the holidays) with open arms. I have so many plans for the holidays. It's just too bad that I won't be able to go overseas. Please, let there be a miracle.

In which I talk about Fandoms

I'll be honest about why I am reluctant to watch what is now known as the "hottest blockbuster" of the year. The last thing I want is to get stuck in another fandom-war.

I'm already sick of reading all those articles and comments comparing this franchise with another successful movie franchise. Why do people like to compare and pit the fandoms against each other? It's almost like they are doing it with glee watching the fans fight verbally. I have seen some pretty ghastly and nasty remarks during the "infamous" Harry Potter fanbase hate everything Twilight. It's still going on but on a more subtle scale.

That's part of the reason why I decided to drop out of the scene. The childish behaviour of people who should know better put me off. I still get excited over Harry Potter matters and still considered myself as an avid fan, but I'm much less active in other areas such as reading forums and stuff. In a way, I've moved on.

Of course, there's a part of me who feel indignant at the blatant way people insult the whole Twilight phenomenon, from the fans to the author to the books to the movies. To be fair, I did enjoy the books tremendously because I found it quite well-written despite all the naysayers. I did like the romantic aspect and the idea of the supernatural living amongst us.

It's fine if one doesn't like it. But to go to the extent of insulting everything on sight and making it the butt of the joke is going too far. It's one thing to hate a book/movie and another to degrade the author or the fans.

Anyway, I'm glad that this movie franchise is ending because I wish the uproar would die down.

I'm trying to put the young adults genre behind me and move on to better stuff like classics and fanfiction. Besides, I'm still relatively new to the Sherlock fandom and am having too much fun to join another fandom. It's most enjoyable with fans that are mostly pleasant and talented. Most of all, I love how the actors and writers are able to chat/troll with fans. It's almost like a closely-knitted family and this makes it wonderful.

Hottest blockbuster, maybe. I am counting on The Hobbit to topple the record though. Shhhh.

Surviving March

These past few days have been horrible. My aim is to survive March first before thinking about April.

I've been going to school in the morning and coming back home in the late afternoons for 3 consecutive days. I've never been this weary before.

This Friday, I will bid goodbye to one of the projects and hopefully, scored a good grade for it because it has been plain tiring doing it. This is definitely one of the most annoying projects I did so far. It get even worse with less than stellar group members.

Next Friday, I will hand up my last project which is also a pain to complete. Up till now, we are still entering data. I can't believe it.

What these 2 projects have in common is that they are vague. It's free rein and you have to come up with the scope yourself. Perhaps for some people, this comes as a blessing as one can be creative. This is true for me in Poly, we can set up whatever business you want and justify it. But not so in University.

One thing I realise about University modules is that they are so research-based and boring as h***. Nothing fascinates me. Yes, professors dedicate their time on researches to make this world a better base but I find it so stuffy and academic (in the bad way).

Sigh, talking about my "past life" makes me sad. Would it be better if I'd just choose a different path or will it be worse? I would never know since I can't travel back. But, you've got your troubles and I've got mine. So, let's not say whether my grousing and complaints are justifiable.

Famdom is my way of Life

Fandom is a way of life.

I like the sound of that, very much. I've been part of different fandoms for a long time. The most prominent three fandoms I belonged or used to belong to are "Potterheads", "Twilighter" and recently, "Sherlockians". I refused to use the term "Twihard" because it doesn't represent the spirit of the original fandom.

Indeed, for all budding fandoms, I think original fans who have been there since the start have it tough with all the attention and newcomers. Once something gets famous and a cultish-fanbase grows, there's no stopping it and let's be honest, suddenly everyone wants in or proclaimed themselves to be "true fans".

The problem with the new found attention is that it tends to attract all kinds of unpleasant people who do not understand what boundaries are.

It's the situation Sherlockians are facing now and it will be worse in the future. I understand that awareness is great because it means people are spreading the word but that magical feeling is gone, isn't it?

That's what happen to the Twilight fandom. I still love the books and will still watch the last movie when it comes out, but I've lost my passion due to all the (mostly bad) publicity and influx of "immature fans". The original spirit is gone, majority of them are just gushing over the movies and not the books.

It's like having a limited edition bag which is so dear to you and the next moment, you see everyone on the street carrying it. The special feeling is gone and the bag has become another ordinary accessory.

That being said, I wasn't part of the Sherlock fandom since its start in 2010. I was late in every sense as I only heard about the TV show in June 2011 and was only properly introduced to the fandom in December 2011. Still, I feel as if I belonged. The fandom is great and glorious, full of wonderful and talented people who make awesome fanart and write interesting fanfiction.

But when something grows in awareness and gains momentum, fans will have to deal with unwanted attention too, from haters and unsavoury fans. It's a double-edged sword.

In the fandom world, I would be considered a "lurker". I know the inside jokes, the good fanfictions, the fanvideos etc but I have never interact much with the other fans. It's both a choice and circumstance.

Oh well, it is out of my hands. I will bask in the glory of this fandom for as long as the spirit remains. It's a long wait for series 3 anway.

Ridiculous in the name of the "Greater Good"

Reading this on a brand new day is a mistake because it totally spoils my mood now. I'll likely be brooding about this for days, even though brooding accomplishes nothing.

This is getting ridiculous. Why must they build a hawker centre right on the piece of green patch left in Yishun? And why must it be right in front of my house? This makes it hard to stomach, oh look, I make a pun.

Yishun is turning fast into a concrete jungle and is going to be no different from all the towns in Singapore. I loathe it for what it is becoming to be. There is no "special feeling" anymore. The sense of identity is gone.

While I am on this point, the large trees in Yishun Park were fell and along with them, down came the white-bellied sea eagles' nest. I lamented about it for days but what can I do? Write a letter when the matter was already done?

Yes, so the government do caters to what residents want. But, what about those that veto against this construction? Do we have no say at all? I doubt that all the residents are consulted before this decision is made.

I used to pride myself for being loyal to the leading party in Singapore because overall, they did do a great job. But, recently, the onslaught to kill what is left of Yishun makes me so angry and frustrated.

Does that mean that the opposing party will gain another follower? I'm afraid, no. Unless they can  protect more greenlands and slow down the development, I see no reason to change sides. It is not as if they will have an alternative.

I understand that there will always be collateral damage. This leads me to another point, I admit having the NIMBY Syndrome. Don't most of us, if not all? Will you be happy if your backyard has to make way for the "greater good"? Can you be sure you will agree with the decision to build a nuclear plant right in front of your doorstep?

Am I having the defeatist attitude as well? Perhaps. You tend to have it in Singapore. What can you do but to accept the "greater good"? It's the same for Bukit Brown, isn't it? It is everything to do with progress, pragmatism and the need to rise to world stage. We can never afford something as simple and luxurious as a green patch of land without some development on it.

At the very least, it is not a twelve-storey HDB which will completely block any view. I shudder to think the thought of looking into another's bedroom. At the very least, it is probably just a one-storey building that will cause traffic problems, pest problems (roaches and rats!), noise pollution, hygiene problems and that nasty smell that will stick to your clothes.

The thought of moving away to the countryside suddenly seems so appealing. Perhaps, I need to get away from Singapore for a few months, if not years when I'm older just to get away from the urbanisation.

John, what John?

I think enough have been said on the news whereby CBS decided to change John Watson into a Joan Watson with the recent casting for their re-make of Sherlock Holmes set in modern time, in New York no less.

We'll see whether this remake will flop or not, won't we? If it does, Sherlock fans will be laughing. If it doesn't, then it's all fine. It's not as if the BBC original version pales in comparison or will lose their revenue to them. The BBC version will always be in the hearts and minds of devoted fans.

The first thing I thought of when the cast was announced was "wow, it's like fanfiction coming true". They even used the first name, Joan, which is what most fanfic writers go for when they create a female Watson.

The demographics has already shifted 180 degrees. From what I've seen, this programme will be targeted at more conservative, older Americans who will frown at a platonic bromance or any underling sexual tension, so as to speak.

Like so many other Sherlock fans, I do find it atrocious and silly, on so many levels of wrong basically but I doubt I will be getting myself up in a tizzy over it. This post is more for my reference than for anything else.

Of all the direction for originality the team could take, they choose this. Many people have said that it was because they and the audience couldn't deal with any sort of ambiguous relationship that may arise between Holmes and Watson. To make it more acceptable to the general public, they made this radical move.

Why must people always be afraid of homosexual undertones that everything has to become heterosexual just to have a romance?

I've seen a great quote somewhere that goes something like this, "it is easier to fake sexual chemistry than platonic chemistry" which is quite true. By having a female Watson, it changes everything. The possibility of a romantic relationship between Holmes and female Watson will almost be cemented, won't it?

Furthermore, it just spoils the direction Arthur Conan Doyle took with his books. The whole essence of Sherlock Holmes is the friendship and loyalty between Sherlock and John, two housemates with two very different personalities. The relationship dynamics between the two is crucial in the development.

I will probably try it out for the laughs provided I could access the programme in the first place. If it's really funny and ridiculous as people made it out to be, it will be more fun.

Happy Leap Year 2012

Happy Leap Year! It's 29th February 2012 and since it is a special day that only occurs every 4 years, I would like to take this opportunity to write up this post to commemorate.

Besides, it is supposedly my grandmother's adopted birthday although we do celebrate every year.

Tinker Tailor Soldier Spy movie review

I'm glad I went out with a friend on Saturday and I'm even more glad that I went to watch Tinker Tailor Soldier Spy. From what I have gathered, viewers either love or hate the film so I was in a bit of of a conundrum. Furthermore, the rating was in M18 for "sexual scenes" so I was nervous as well.

However, I'm happy that I went because I did enjoy this Oscar-nominated movie. Yes, it was a slow-burning, non-action spy thriller. It's completely different from what one would get from mainstream Hollywood slap, chase, bang spy films. For one, this is British, and we all know that there is something magical about British-made products. This film is intelligent but mind-boggling, I've to admit. You never know who the mole is until the end.

Tinker Tailor Soldier Spy features the creme de la creme of British actors, both veterans and rising stars, who showcase their superb acting skills. Gary Oldman was stellar in his performance as the world-weary, retired MI6 agent. Benedict Cumberbatch was, of course, brilliant as Peter Gulliam, Gary Oldman's protege. I can't help smiling seeing him act in a completely different role. The cinematography is lovely as well, since this was supposed to be in the Cold War period.

I've never read the book by John le Carre before and it was because of Benedict Cumberbatch that I was even interested in this film. I know, I sounded shallow. But sometimes, one need incentives to start something. I am very much "involved" in Sherlock fandom right now and I do find the men of Sherlock very attractive, hence, it is my goal to catch as many of their productions as possible. TTSS just happen to come along and is the most recent production that features the leading character.

As for a M18 rating, Singapore set a too-high bar for it. Sexual scenes? I think they meant sexual scene, as in one. And for that matter, it wasn't even in-your-face. If the M18 rating has to account for anything, I would say it's for the bad language and the few scenes of "gore". I felt more uncomfortable watching blood being splattered than the supposedly "sex".

I'm happy that I managed to get a friend to watch it with me because it is difficult to find people who can appreciate sophisticated films. It's true. Many would think that it's money wasted if there isn't action scenes in it. Why would one want to fall asleep in the cinema? Therefore, it came as no surprise when the demographics in the small theatre leaned towards older Caucasians.

Overall, it is definitely worth it and I will be more inclinced to give new films a try the next time.

Singapore Airshow 2012

Indefinite hiatus again, I know. Although there were things happening, I don't have the mood to write.

On Saturday, together with my father and brother, I went to the biannual Singapore Airshow 2012 at Changi Exhibition Centre. I'm not a plane enthusiast per say and I have my own reasons for wanting to go. I've been hearing stories about how there will be lots of souvenirs and giveaways from the different exhibitors and so, being the enthusiast in all things knick-knack, I naturally cannot miss out this opportunity.

It was raining quite heavily on the way there and I was praying so hard for it to stop so that we can fully enjoy the afternoon. Thankfully, it did stop raining when we arrived. We parked the car at Terminal 3 and went to the shuttle buses area. I was pleasantly surprised by how efficient the service was. There was almost a continuous supply of SMRT buses ferrying the passengers to and fro. As a result, the bus we took was not very crowded which is great.

Maybe it was the rain, or maybe it was in the afternoon, but it wasn't as crowded as I thought it would be. I did enjoy it though, because it means that we have more personal space.

The aerial show display was the highlight, of course. I managed to snap some pretty pictures of the RSAF display and my favourite, the Australia Roulettes. Again, thanks heavens that the rain stopped just in time for the flying display.

We didn't have any chance to go up to the Singapore Airlines Boeing 747 or any of the planes on display because the queues were simply too long. The exhibition hall was really huge and it was a pity that I didn't manage to collect lots of souvenirs. I did get one collar-pin though.
As the event came to a close, we went to the merchandise booth and I bought the mascot toy after some deliberation.

It was a wonderful day and I looked forward to the show in 2014, only this time, I want to be there throughout the day to fully enjoy the event.

Inspiration

Inspiration. It's a funny, little thing, isn't it? It can hit you when you least expected it and at the same time, it can be the bane or boon of your life. After all, inspiration is what provides jobs for so many people.

For me, inspiration is about whether I have something to write for my blog or do something I normally would not do. There are good periods and bad ones. Sometimes, I hit a "writer's block" and it will be a drought here. Other times, I will go on and on about entries.

This time round, I have been inspired to play my keyboard (piano) after a long, long while. There are times when I lament about why didn't I continue my lessons in Primary 1. I wasn't trained to play with two hands nor was I trained to read the notes. But, I know enough to play really simple songs. I can play if I have the notes translated to letters.

Why the sudden interest? It's because of Sherlock, of course. Lately, everything has been about Sherlock. I picked up Conan Doyle's books, watched all those past shows starring Benedict Cumberbatch and Martin Freeman etc.

It's just too bad I couldn't carry it through since it is really an awful time to start, what with school and stuff. At least I have the notes translated into letters.

CNY 2012

Lunar New Year 2012 came and went. It has been great this year and the ambience is so much better than Christmas.

I was already in the holiday mood when last Wednesday came around. I went to cut my hair and the following day, did manicure in the purple and blue which turned out really cool. Red and pink are so yesterday. That evening, the family went to the Chong Pang area to do some last minute new year shopping and to soak in the festive atmosphere.

On Friday, originally we wanted to go to our usual haunt, Far East Flora but the queue was too long and thus, we went to Ang Mo Kio instead.

We had our reunion dinner at my uncle's house a day before the eve. It was the usual steamboat dinner but I did enjoy it as this is the only time throughout the year in which we get steamboat. Having steamboat at home beats having it outside because it is very casual and everything tastes so much better and superior.

This left us free on Sunday. We went to Far East Flora around 5pm so it was not as crowded. I managed to buy some beautiful cut flowers and my mother got 2 pots of plants. Afterwards, we headed over to Marina Square to meet the relatives.

It was a very smooth journey as most shops will be closed by then and most families will be having their reunion dinner. For the first time, the carpark at Marina Square was so empty and we can park wherever we like. It's fun seeing almost all shutters down.

We ate some snacks at KFC and thankfully, the drizzle ended and we walked over to River Hongbao where all the festivities are. I used to have an aversion going to that place because I remembered it being wet, congested with lots of people and generally being unpleasant. Therefore, it was a surprise to many of us when we arrived as it was so much more organised and roomy now. We even get to walk on the floating platform!

It was the usual visiting on Monday and Tuesday. On more exciting news, we went to Marina Bay Sands on Tuesday evening to watch the laser show at the waterfront and had dinner at Bazin. There was nothing special about the show as I have seen better ones at Sentosa in the past. Bazin is located at the waterfront and it is really cool with all the breeze and palm trees around. It's almost like we are on a vacation overseas. Too bad, reality is that day was the end of the celebrations.

The Reichenbach Fall

Sherlock. Now, this is what I call superior TV. It enthrals the viewer and evokes all sorts of emotions within. It redefines what TV is and proves that with the right amount of attitude and effort, quality shows can be made.

Sherlock is full of win because of fine acting, skilled execution of filming style and of course, the modern adaptations. There is an element of charm that grabs your attention right from the start.

The Reichenbach Fall is the finale of season 2. It is the modern retelling of The Final Problem by Sir Arthur Conan Doyle where the author originally killed off both Moriarty and Sherlock. Thankfully, all those years ago, readers worldwide protested so much that 3 years later, the author brought Sherlock Holmes back alive again in The Empty House.

The producers of Sherlock BBC kept the best secrets in the world, as soon as episode 3 came out yesterday in the Britain, they made the announcement that season 3 was commissioned at the same time as season 2! What a tease! They must be having a laugh at all the anxiety and pleading by fans.

With this in mind, I felt that I could tackle the onslaught of emotions I was sure to face much better. At least, I will know that Sherlock will come back.

Reichenbach Fall starts off on a heavy note, with John Watson back at his therapist after an 18 months hiatus. Sherlock Holmes is dead. It then faded to 3 months earlier, where Sherlock and John were getting famous for their detective skills.

The dry wit and snappy dialogue are still present but cut down. Viewers know what is coming and the episode did nothing to glaze over this fact.

Moving on without focusing on the plot too much, Martin Freeman and Benedict Cumberbatch ought and deserve every award they will subsequent receive for excellent portrayals of their respective characters.

My eyes did well up when John and Mrs Hudson visit Sherlock's grave. One powerful scene was when John saw the "leap of fate" by Sherlock. I don't know what it must be like, seeing your friend jumped to death in front of you. I love how John didn't actually cry out loud but fans all know that he is grieving inside. I love the wiping of eyes and the hitched voice - all those subtle gestures build on the scene. I think that seeing John's anguished look is even more intensive than watching him cry.

Kudos to Benedict Cumberbatch as well. His portrayal of Sherlock utterly won me over, right from the start. In this episode, he gave his best performance yet, playing a wide spectrum of emotions, from rage to sadness, in one episode.

I do hate seeing him vulnerable, so uncertain of himself and the way he loses control around Moriarty.

The scene where he told John that he is a fraud and the things he does are magic tricks is an extremely heart-wrecking scene. There he is, doing the most human thing ever, to thoroughly disgrace himself and protect John from Moriarty's marksman. He finally gain humanity or putting it in another way, thaws the coldness around his heart. Indeed, caring does not help save lives and it certainly is not an advantage, but why did he cry when he knows this is just an act? He truly cares about John and his friends.

I hate how people, even Lestrade, started to doubt him, his skills and the side he is on. He does not see himself as a hero or an angel, but like what Lestrade said in A Study in Pink, "Sherlock Holmes is a great man, and some day, if we're very, very lucky, he might even be a good one".

I don't understand why quite a lot of viewers think that Andrew Scott isn't a good Moriarty. To me, he is an extremely creepy and unstable-minded villain. His character is not a straightforward, in-your-face bad guy. The way he talks seriously creeps me out. Moriarty does not hesitate to manipulate people's thoughts and actions. This is evident when he wooed Molly and pretended to be an actor who has been wronged by Sherlock. He is so good an actor that even Sherlock seems to doubt himself.

I am glad that he is dead, or is he? He did shoot himself in the mouth, but what if he returns once again? I can't stand him any longer but he is the only one who can challenge Sherlock in his own game.

And so, the curtains shall fall on this season. Altogether, it was a brief but satisfying 3 weeks of three 90-minutes of brilliant TV. For many countries, this is just the beginning because Sherlock is not even aired yet. I am resourceful enough to go for downloading as soon as possible.

It is foreseen that Sherlock season 3 can only start filming in late 2012 and the earliest schedule for its release is 2013. As long as it's not another 18 months wait, eh? Something to look forward to this December will be The Hobbit.

Reichenbach Feelings

Times passes so fast, doesn't it?
At the beginning of the new year, I was still extremely excited about the new Sherlock series and the debut of A Scandal in Belgravia. Then, a week past by and I started to feel a bit of doom and gloom about the second episode, The Hounds of Baskerville, because it means that final episode will be upon us soon.

This week marks the end of another season of Sherlock with the Reichenbach Fall coming out in less than 24 hours on BBC One. This episode will break so many hearts and maybe, even tears will fall.

The last time I was so emotionally invested in fiction was when I cried over the deaths in Harry Potter. Other than that, I couldn't remember any times where I feel so depressed over a character death. Can't the producers just confirm that season 3 is in the making? I get it that they want to maximise the suspense for the finale but the way is so cruel. How could they do this to us?!

The whole Sherlock fandom is probably going to be writing angsty fanfiction for many weeks/months to come. All those post-Reichenbach stories about how John, Mycroft and Lestrade will cope without the existence of Sherlock. Sigh.

I am going to be melancholy for days to come and comfort myself by reading lots of fun fanfiction. On the other hand, I can probably focus better on my school work since there is nothing to look forward to once episode 3 is done.

Please, do not give us another 18 months wait for season 3. I don't know how I could bear it. But, I will take 18 months when compared against 3 years wait, like what Sir Arthur Conan Doyle put his readers through. Oh please, let The Empty House happens sooner than later.