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Addendum: Webcomicing
On webcomics and such *Hehe* And I suggest that everyone should go and read Gina's webcomic . . . Well, once she lets me post the link XD and she's got some comics drawn. XDXDXD
Mouuuuu, am currently obsessed with girl from "Chasing Butterflies . . ." Nooooooo . . . This story might get drawn at this rate. o_O; My poor "Ordinary Seasons" . . . Not to mention this'll never work because . . . I CAN'T DRAW (well)! >_<
*Bursts out laughing*
>_< D'Oh
o_O; I REALLY need to archive
BTB, I think I forgot to mention this on here. Umi must die. Severely. And she must SUFFER. <-vindictive much? ^_^;;; (Hanadan . . .)
Addendum to the end of X Also, I swear the anime made him look like some sex-obsessed moron. There were flashes of the Sorata that I love so much . . . but they were few and far between. >_< I NEED the hair-kissing scene. The Korean BBQ scene. ANY OF THE OMITTED SorataxArashi scenes . . . >_<
And I could totally complain about so much more (non-Sorata related) but it's been done already. Many times. By many people. So I won't. (Maybe later?) At any rate, CLAMP, do your best! PLEASE, don't let us down . . . ^^;;;; Onegai, sensei-tachi? XDXDXDXDXD
The very end of X Stylistically speaking it was very nice, but plot holes and little follow up (though it does a better job than the movie ^^;) and no real in-depth explanation of the consequences make it a less than satisfactory ending for me. But still . . . there *are* things I liked.
But it was a great deal fluffier than it had any right to be. >_<
The End of X
Damn. One more episode to go.
Yume dream . . . turn love into pure white wings! And the ending isn't even my main gripe. THAT would have to be the recap recap RECAP. Oh, and extreme and excessive lack of KAZUMA. ^_^ Mmmmm, yum. But, of course, I like Arima too. XD
Mmmm, I think KareKano, as a whole, was VERY well done, however. I wasn't waiting in nail-biting agony for the next episode at any point, like I was with Hanadan, tho'. But stylistically, KareKano's superior . . . and I AM very much Yukino . . . only I'm the real Yukino who dresses comfy and likes money. XD No, really. I'm a moneymonger. XD
Relatively accurate? 
What bishounen type is your favourite? By ShoSen of Totally Kawaii! Words were carved in stone on Monday, April 8, 2002: 03:22 a.m.
Because I stupidly decide to take tests at three in the morning when I should be studying or sleeping . . .
I know you're laughing, Gina. Got Kyou, Rin, Ritsu, Kagura, Kisa, Tohru, Yuki, Uo-chan, Akito, Hatori, Ayame, Shigure, Momiji, Hana-chan, and Haru after that in that order. ^^;
We went to SF, I ate savory crepes and an italian float, skipped the MOM meeting, and summarized stuff And my eraser is gone . . . and I am sad. ;_; No, I really am! It's the anal-retentive family genes coming into play . . . that, and I don't wanna hafta buy a new one! -_-;;;
Oh, and my stress-induced foot rash seems to have decided to make a reappearance. I swear, it happened the same time last year, so it must be the word "housing" that triggers it. >_< Bleh.
I think I lost it.
Lost unfound
>_<
Random doings Ehhhhh, and I have a hellish midterm on Monday, am going to SF with Gina tomorrow morning, am debating whether to go to part of the MOM (Members Only Marathon) for club tomorrow, and wondering when I'm going to get work done. >_< And I have ANOTHER manga idea now. It's about a girl and a boy . . . and prostitution. -_-;;; And it's really very serious and sad in the beginning . . . And I tried to get rid of the idea, but it just won't go. I even have a title: "Chasing Butterflies." *SIGH* And I wanna write it out since I really am NOT good enough to draw it, but it REALLY needs the visual aspect to work. I really think it does. -_-; Hmmm, and I'm wondering if Tin got my e-mail. Is the attachment too big? I can send it again as a smaller file??? Was the message too weird? I was tired and my brain wasn't really working at the time . . . >_< Ick, and I have work to do when I really just want to stay online and talk to Erin. BLEH. But if I wanna go to SF and do stuff tomorrow . . . ugh . . . and I need to find housing. I don't like the end of the school year. Wait. I don't like school. Period. That's better. *Siiigh*
P.S. Please survive your frat party experience, hon.
You're looking for WHAT???
On parentage . . .
It's been a mixed up, dried up, beat upable day . . . Just . . . don't ask. >_< In other news, I suck at Photoshop. But all I need to do is lace, cuff, letters, and hair. >_< And then I am DONE, dammit! At least . . . I hope so . . . --;;; Gina-P, I think all mothers are like that. >_< Well, Chinese mothers? Ehhhhh . . . well, when I fight with my mom I REALLY fight with my mom. I do the whole hanging up on her routine. >_< Sooo, uhhhh, I feel your pain?
Oh, and the end of KareKano episode 4 was the CUTEST THING EVER (well, just about). ^_^ I got SOOOOOOO fangirly over it; I was . . . absolutely ridiculous. XD Heh. But once I'm done this series I can finally fully read and comment on "Blind Monsters!" Heh heh.
It's the little things that drive you crazy
But when I make up my mind to do something and do it RIGHT . . . ugh. I am THE nitpickiest person I know. And to think, once I'm done with this . . . I'm going to do it again. -_-;;;;;
I think I scared some patrons . . .
Yum-Yum. Because being WRONG is so VERY RIGHT.
I love my friends. XD
When cute goes bad
Veta: (primly) I decline to answer.
Just so everyone knows
Why Berkeley is Scary That is all.
BTW, before break I was going to filk the song "The Sounds of Silence." It would've been titled: "The Sounds of Berkeley." But it was mostly about pot smokers and homeless people and students getting drunk and other unsavory things. Like toilets on people's porches. >_< (Not kidding you.) And crazy construction, and . . . I dunno. The sounds . . . of Berkeley!
To Shannako
BTW, *hinthint* I can take criticism! Really! (Let's be honest, to a degree, but I really CAN as long as it's constructive and not altogether YOU SUCK STOP WRITING. ^^;;;) Sooooo . . . if anyone on my mailing list would like to *cough*commentcriticizeshootthebreeze*cough* please feel free to do so.
Divx Hell
On "persons" and apologies
Of course, if you mean the March 18th post . . . that's, erm, a different story. It *was* me, wasn't it??? (I *knew* it. -_-;;;;) >_<
For those of you familiar "Tonight I can write the saddest lines," etc . . .
It's about Eriol and Tomoyo. It just *IS*. Especially the bit about her "great, still eyes."
Help help?
D'oh
Why I've been gone And I couldn't connect to hotmail to copy your e-mail to respond to it, Jay-chan, dear. But *DO* expect an e-mail from me in a few hours, provided that the &*%$%@@2! connection lets me send stuff. >_< *SIGH*
Oh, and did I MENTION that my home connection went down as well? So I couldn't e-mail myself or upload my 'fic files before coming back to Berkeley. Everything is currently snoozing on the harddrive at home. That connection had *BETTER* come back soon and my brother had better E-MAIL EVERYTHING TO ME! >_< AAAAARRRRRRRGGGGGGGGGGHHHHHHH!!!!!!!
'Cause freckles and red hair are CUTE!  Which HP Kid Are You?
I'm not Hermione for once! Wai! (Yes, Gina, I know. ^^;) I love Ron. ^_^
Personal Projects on Parade (Okay ONE project)
NOT a CLICHE, dammit! (Or even if it is . . . bashing can be BAD) I've grown and changed since then. I've learned things. I've realized that too much Japanese in a fanfic is a *bad* thing (at the time, I thought it was a fanfic convention since I read hardly a one without some in it). I've discovered that what was once fresh and exciting has become merely passe. But I DON'T care. If I write something, I don't give a damn if the storyline's been done to death already. As long as *I'm* bloody well writing it, I feel free to use every damned cliche in the book and as long as the story works, I don't care. If it reads well, if it gets across the point I'm making, if I can interject something new into the premise, then I'm satisfied. I don't argue that a writer should try not to write the same old thing and cliche after cliche in a story can be trite and boring as well as repetitive. Be original, be free! But if a story is chock-filled with cliches but is well-written and entertaining regardless or maybe even *because of them*, what's the harm? Every story ought to be judged on its own merits. If it's nothing *but* cliches, then there is a problem. But if it's its own story with a cliche here and there, don't knock it until you've tried it. And keep in mind something cliche now might have been damned original before, or at least, not overdone. We have no control over people who come after us or what they write, just as they have no control of what people after them will write. Fanficking works in cycles. Each generation of writers gives way to the next . . . and writing fads come and go and swell and fade away. What's popular today is old hat tomorrow. So think twice about telling people what to do. < / tirade > *hiss* Can't help it. I seem overly opinionated and on edge lately. Must be all my frustrations and pent up hostility from school coming into play. >_< (By the by, none of the above was actively directed at me but at the fanfic community in general. And like I said before, there's just about nothing I hate more than someone smugly superior.) And this really should have gone into Golden Apples but I care not. Ninx-chama, as a fellow Sailormoon 'fic writer, any comments? BTW, I feel quite extremely old with regards to the 'ficcing community. The majority of my original readers have moved on to other things or vanished into the void O_o; and I have no idea about all the new ones. People seem to write to me for a month or two and we keep up a lovely correspondence, then *boom* nothing. And since I've written new material just about NO ONE has written to me. >_< (Yes, yes, I am whining.) But I can't help but feel sort of old and forgotten and shoved into the back of everyone's closet and covered with old tennis shoes and dirty clothes. *Briskly* Of course, it's entirely my own fault since it's very hard to keep *anyone's* interest if you only update once a year. -_-;;; So, I'm trying to rectify that . . . but I find it altogether amusing that I received more feedback when I had NO new material than when I actually *have* some. FYI, from when I've lurked about the ASMR forums (*very VERY* infrequently) your name still crops up a bit with regard to stories that people would like to see finished, Ninx-chama. *Hint hint* So pleeeeeeaaaaaase???
Ah, and now I shall stop ranting and wallowing in self-pity and write or do something productive. Ta-ta.
Halfway Irritated At any rate (I say this too much, I *do* realize this), it seems I have stumbled across someone's blog from a link from someone else's blog who's friends with one of my online acquaintances and apparently with some other people I don't actually know but respect a great deal. And this girl, yes, girl, IRRITATES me to no end because I've encountered her in real life. Yes, Gidge, as have you. It's *not* Girl #1 who irritates me, but rather Girl #2. And I shall not name names. Because that would be senseless slander. (Just take this as a rant against this type of person in general.) After all, no matter what opinions *I* personally hold, there's no reason for me to irritate a great many others who actually *know* her. After all, how many of you can honestly say you get along with ALL the friends of your friends? There's *got* to be one or two that drive you up the wall. It's inevitable. Personalities clash. Someone rubs someone else the wrong way. That's the way it goes. Now then, I'm sure that this person has many great and wonderful qualities that I have yet to be exposed to, but since I don't really know her . . . I haven't really seen that many. To me she comes across as a bit too arrogant and patronizing. There's nothing wrong with being proud of your own work and abilities. In fact, I *encourage* it. Especially for those *coughcough*youknowwhoyouare*cough* who sell themselves too short. If you're good and you know it, there's no reason to be modest or put yourself down. Simply don't let it get to your head. ^_- But when you start thinking that you're the be-all and end-all of everything, that's when you start to get on my nerves. Yes, there are people who are behind you and below you with regards to skill (this goes for anything - writing, art, ANYTHING) but I'm damn sure there's someone above you too. And if not, you're not going to bloody well be on top forever. So don't patronize those who aren't at your level and don't hold them to your exacting standards. This is not to say that you cannot separate a well-written story, say, from a piece of total and utter crap, *or* point out that it is such. But if you've been writing for thirty years or simply have more skill than someone who's been doing the same for two, or perhaps simply *is not* as good as you (but bothers to spell-check and mind their grammar - there's a difference between lack of skill and complete garbage) there's no reason to look down your nose at that person. He/She may be someone who will someday be superior to you, or someone who never will. But there's still no justification to refer to the painstaking labor of others (and when I say this I mean things that people put actual EFFORT in) as though it were something inferior. If you dislike something, fine. If the quality is excessively poor and you feel like saying so, fine. But if you firmly believe that everyone should be capable of your level of skill just because *you can do it*, I'm sorry, but that's *wrong*. So do get off your high horse and address people at the same level. Your opinions and mine differ a great deal, and I'm *not* saying that you're wrong. I'm simply saying that in the context of the situation, you need to give a little and be a BIT more open-minded. No one ever learns how to run without learning how to crawl. Or if they do, it's a decidedly rare occurance. And you will probably never read this entry (and if you do it'll just go to show that I was right about the nature of the fanworld) and even if you do you probably won't realize that I'm addressing *you*. But if you do AND you do, realize that I'm not simply bashing you. And take into consideration what I've said and *think* about it, will you? Please? Even if it's just for a moment? Right now, I'll also admit that I'm rather a quick judge of character and this has back-fired on me once or twice in the past, and it's rather hard for me to change my mind - but if I find evidence to support another viewpoint, I will damn well change my mind. So if I see that I was wrong in this case, I will retract this statement directed at her. But my opinions on this issue still stand. This person has nothing to do with me, anyway, and unless she actually does something that I can't stand for, I'll (more or less) hold my peace. Also, if you actively dislike something, why do it? If you don't have any reasons for doing it, then don't. If you *do* have reasons and you think they are enough to justify what you do, then that's your own choice. I've made some of those myself. But if you don't want to and you don't have to, and you have no reasons for doing so . . . But I do know your reasons. So this is for future situations. After all, if you really don't want to do something, you're not the only one who's going to know. We're not as unperceptive as you think. In a situation like this, I think it's rather easy to tell. BTW, this has *nothing* to do with fanfiction. That was only the example I decided to use. ^^;; Ahhhh, and now I feel much better and most of my irritation has been drained away. ^_^ Of course, I realize that I may come across as shallow and selfish, whiny and emotional, judgmental and opinionated (though I have fewer opinions than you might think ^^;;;;), self-centered and irritating as hell in this blog (or in real life) but that's just the way I am. I don't apologize for it, and I *do* and *will* try not to indulge in my failings, but the truth of the matter is, I am who I am. As a human being I'm certainly not perfect, nor do I claim to be. And the person I was addressing in this little tirade might not be able to stand me either (were she ever to actually meet and get to know me and vice versa I might change my mind about her completely) but that's fine, isn't it? As long as we don't start some kind of nuclear war and draw others into the fray? Or as long as we keep some kind of uneasy peace? Quite frankly, after this year I doubt we'll ever run into each other ever again, so that's just as well. I'll just go on living my life and she'll go on with hers. And I'll try not to read her journal overly much (if at all), because while I might gain some insight into her, I also feel a bit like a vouyeur, seeing as if someone I disliked or who disliked me was reading my blog, I would also feel as though my privacy had been breached. (Not that I know if they are or not.) So never fear, nameless person!
Mmmm, and I'll stop now because it's time for dinner. Just one last thing, got your package today, Merr! *Huggles it* YAY! Me likes! And, um, er, yes, I *did* need that, thanks! XD
March Birthdays Happy Birthday to Renee, wherever you are! Next, a Happy Birthday to Tochi-san. And Happy Birthday to Crystal Heart! (If I remember correctly . . . but I can't find my date book. >_<)
And people I owe e-mails to . . . expect them next week because our computer is too old to handle a cable connection and it takes 500000 years to load my mail page. -_-;;;
Things at home On another note, watched my first episode of Candidate for Goddess. Why are the boys so PRETTY? WHY? WHY? O_O Oh, and Yuusuke without his hair slicked back is a bit of a cutie - but he looks SO young. As you can see, I watched the Saturday Night action block or whatever. I've only been keeping up with YuYu Hakusho and I even missed an episode or two of that the past few weeks. Too busy . . . Um, am currently nose-deep in "Mairelon the Magician" . . . Hmmm, and haven't done anything too productive since I didn't have access to the computer >_< and I didn't feel like doing homework. >_< Ate too much today, tho'. Food is good. But now I've put on weight. -_-;;; Alas, alas, the horrors of being well-fed . . . or fed at all for that matter. I dun' wanna go baaaaaaack!
P.S. I was searched and my luggage was scanned and I was glared at at the airport. *SIGH* Because, you know, I look SOOO much like a terrorist and everything. ¬_¬
Well, That's Done Ah, well, dunno how I did, but still . . . Useful. At any rate, still need to finish packing, take out the trash, maybe clean out some more emails from the inboxes (yes, both of them . . . I save my e-mails in chronological order, okay? O_o), program the VCR, yadda yadda yadda, etc. >_< And Apartment mate B is STILL HERE . . . DESPITE saying she was leaving at 12 so *I* get the trash duty. Yeah, uh-huh. ¬_¬ Biiiiiitch. Now I'm all worried we're on the same flight. >={ BLEH.
Okay, gotta go. Oh, and for those of you who read X (watching doesn't count >=P . . . the anime does not compare to the manga), go check out Gina's blog entry. XD Too funny! Maybe it's sort of sad that I don't drink coffee OR get caffiene buzzed? Mmm, need to lay off the Cherry Coke for a while, I guess. Ahhhhh . . . HOME! Where there is JUICE!!!!
Check I really like L'Arc en Ciel. Mmmm, need more mp3s. And yes, I'm still up. >_< Not packed, studied sort of (NEED MORE STUDY O_O ), uploaded 'fic bits, started cleaning out my hotmail inbox since I keep getting the "account over limit" account EVERY DAY for the past two months or something. I still have e-mails from 2000. O_O Yeah, should've picked a better day to clean it out. But since I save almost all my e-mails I was procrastinating. Still . . . now . . . BAAAAAAD time to get started. (EVIL subconscious)
BTW, Ninx-chama, you never *did* explain what you meant about me writing Chicken Run . . . ? (Still need to watch that movie . . .)
Just because But doesn't it just . . . you know, FIT?
Um, back to Philosophy.
Things I need to do by 2:30 PM tomorrow
Sooo screwed.
It's Done Oh, the humanity.
BTW, Merr can I call you tomorrow? I'm gonna be stuck at the airport for two hours anyway. 6-8 your time, I think. And I wanna call you while I'm still up here because my connection SUCKS (as you well remember) down in L.A. I dunno how long I can talk for though, since I might've used up all my mins . . . >_< But I'd like to call.
Art project blues ;_; And it actually looked sort of good for those six hours too. *bawls*
Bleh. Still need to finish inking. But I scared now. >_<
sickos
I get hits like this . . . WHY???
Ruining a Childhood Crush
TV 'n' shtuff And as for Enterprise . . . Love how that slug was looking seductively back at the Captain. XDXDXD
Now, back to drawing . . . drawing. >_<
Dem people I lives wid Drawing, drawing, drawing, drawing. If you read this . . . how's yours going, Gina-kichi?
Ah, and just a note for Merr in lieu of an actual e-mail . . . love the Kyou background. LOVE IT. You must teach me this brush thing . . . because I have no clue. >_< Photoshop came without a manual. *sigh* Ah! Love it, love it! And try MediaMiner. It's what I'm using now . . . It's supposed to be for fanart, tho', but see if you can sneak it in? ^^;;;;
Just so you know XD
Thanks, Ninx-chama! ^_-
Just once more for the record
That is all.
Ah, yes . . .
Uggggghhhhhh . . . Curses! I should have remembered to go slowly after starving. -_-;;; Noteworthy incident: Somebody called *me* for help on Econ. >_<??? I laugh, I cry, I giggle with hysteria. O_o; "Inoccence with a white puppy and a parasol and lace curtains and tea and poems . . ." XD
P.S. Chibi-manga Arashi is STILl 10 billion times cuter than Chibi-anime Arashi. And I still want my (future? adopted?) kid to look like her. SOOOOO DAMN CUTE. :D
Last note
One of my flaws I hate Econ. I need sleep. >_<
Oh, what I wouldn't give for a brain!
errggh So what have I been doing? Um, I became a MegaTokyo forum member? And posted like a rabbit on crack? And nearly flirted with a few boys faaaaaar too young for me. XD Gah. I feel like a den mother. >_<
Why am I so oooooooooolllllllllldddddddddd?????
"What mockery is this?"
Well, apparently . . .
Kismet is feeling: O_o; "instant noodles" - Ah, a college student's diet. Soon I will be forced to eat nothing BUT my remaining BOX (love you too Mom ^^;;;;;) of (is it 24 bowls?) of ramen. O_O Seriously. It's sort of pathetic but my current diet consists of girl scout cookies (Samoas and Tagalongs), chocolate (icky Cadbury Caramello - BLEH, Mom, what were you thinking?! - and the bar of Cadbury fruit and nut I broke down and bought to see me through this week's midterm), potatoes and onions that are sprouting (we could PLANT the onions >_<), rancid celery, cherry coke, sunkist drink boxes (can you tell we ran out of juice?), fruit roll ups, fruit snacks, Campbell's soup, half a package of ground beef, two slices of cheese, an unopened chedder cheese (I'm afraid O_o), a box of macaroni (no milk or butter), a box of strawberry cake mix (no eggs), half a box of shake and bake (well, I discovered we do have chicken - only after I got yelled at - GIVE ME A BREAK ALREADY), and undercooked hot dogs. O_o It looks like a lot, doesn't it? Re-read that list and keep in mind that I'm almost OUT of all of THAT too (well, excepting the coke, drink boxes, and ramen) . . . But I am absolutely NOT going to be the only one going shopping this time just so I can pick up EVERYTHING and they can bitch at me for getting the wrong brand or not being able to find whatever-the-hell specific thing they wanted. After all, if you want it done right - DO IT YOURSELF. *Ahem* Back to referrers? "comic ranma hot" - Um, to each his/her own. Or both. ^^; "Video game lemon fanfics" - Try fanfiction.net "uncommon fruits" - um, those weird funky-shaped ones whose name I don't know! Gina? What were they again? Pomelo, those tiny over-priced bananas at the supermarket . . . I dunno? "dragon Silhouette" - *interesting* . . . "akito dog" - Whee! This one is actually true. XD I have this loverly, fluffy, autumn-colored (well, he's cream and russety-brown) stuffed dog from the supermarket? (or was it K-Mart?) and I named him Akito. After Hayama. *Not* the other Akito. =P But I call him Akki for short. XD (Even though I disliked that nickname for the actual Akito. Aa-chan and Peggy are so much nicer. XDXDXD) Anyways, he's my stuffed doggy for college. ^_^;
Speaking of which, the other day I stopped by this computer store that was in the process of moving and was selling all its merchandise for super-cheap. They didn't have much left for Macs and I missed out on buying their swively chairs for , but the guy gave me a lil' stuffed dragon for free. XD 'Cause I said it was cute. XDXDXD It's the "dragonsystems" mascot. And I almost bought three more the other day when I was walking past the store, and they were outside, but they were smaller and not as cute and I didn't . . . and when I walked past again they were gone. ;_; Ah well. But he's cute and still needs a fitting name. Hmmmmmm . . .
Taking a test YOUR BIRTHDAY: 29 June (CANCER) Your personal ruling planet is Moon. You are doubly ruled by the Moon and must therefore be careful not to become lax and apathetic in your duties nor your striving for a meaningful purpose in life. Your excessive sentimentality may get the better of you and you must learn to live more for the present and future rather than the past. You have a strong sense of your own identity but as long as your emotions are the mechanism through which you determine your self worth, confusion will reign. You must rise to a higher level of self understanding which is beyond the emotions and the mind. Your 38th and 47th years will bring significant changes in your relationships.
Your lucky colours are cream and white and green. Your lucky days of the week Monday, Thursday, Sunday.
Your lucky numbers and years of important change are 2, 11, 20, 29, 38, 47, 56, 65, 74.
Mmm. Does that mean I'm going to go through an important change next year? Not living with the people I'm living with now? All right! XD
People just suck, y'know? Not all people. Just the ones you live with. >_< I am SOOOOOO fed up. If EITHER OF THEM talks to me again within the next five minutes . . . I'm going to have to kill them. Both. Painfully. And as quickly as possible while still giving them time to suffer. Yes. Yes. Yesyes.
ARRRRRRRRRRRRRRRRGGGGGGGGGGGGHHHHHHHHHHHH!!!!!!
>_< Explain this to me . . .
Just two more months. Just two more months. >____<
OMG, AWESOME AIM SESSIONS TONIGHT Very genkily happy! ^_______________^ Let me rephrase that. EXTREMELY genkily happy!!!!! And talked to Tin about "The Heart's Silhouette" and "Highway to Heaven" (which I suppose I've adopted now ^^;) and learned amazing things! XD But isn't that what it's all about??? (I think I used up all her internet time, though. -_-;;; Gomen nasai! I had fun talking to you!) Ah, and went around pimping "The Last Unicorn" book to everyone like mad. XD I've gotta share the love after all. Yes, yes, mad sparkles abounded. And I'm even feeling slightly better about sleeping through one and a half classes this morning . . . Um, at home, not in them. ^^;;;; But still . . . the GUILT. I will devote all (most?) day tomorrow to schoolwork, however, because I have a lot. So there.
WHEEEEE!!!!! <-still on a bit of a fangirl high. ^_^;
Fantasy of my Youth And Rene Auberjonois, Angela Lansbury, and Christopher Lee are reprising their roles. Gosh, life is good. :D :D :D Of course, I don't know if the new version can beat out the old version as my favorite. After all, the old version was animated by Miyazaki's pre-Studio Ghibli studio, Studio Topcraft. And it was GREAT. But still . . . the SKULL! I actually watched the original movie first and I only caught the end . . . with the SKULL and I had to go and rent it and watch the whole thing, then eventually I found the book and read it too . . . a few dozen times. There was a point in my life where I had the movie memorized. I can still quote it. I still DO quote it. Ahhhhhhhh . . . I wanna see it! XD "Red rover, red rover . . . let Charley come over!" "YOU? Turn water into WINE?" "I should laugh myself sick!" "The lift of longing, the crash of loss, the bitterness of, cross, boss, moss? DAMN!" "I am Schmendrick the Magician! " "I am no unicorn, no magical creature. I'm human, and I love you!" "My lady, things happen when it is time for them to happen."
"There are no happy endings . . . because nothing ends."
Gagging Hyenas
Someone deserves a beating with a large 2x4 . . . don't mind me. I'm just the person hiding in the room. I am PO'ed right now. Oh, and I don't give a damn that a soda a day will make me gain 70 pounds a year. At least *I* didn't gain ten or whatever my FIRST semester. I LOST weight. And you know what? I don't eat half a pan of dessert in one day, EITHER. So STUFF IT. Oh, wait. My bad. You already do. Hmmm, and WTF is up with X 20? One episode does not a 17 volume build-up relationship make! >_< *SIGH*
I want to go home now.
Those 4 AM epiphanies - and not even in the shower at that! Well, now that the big mystery is solved . . . um, anyone have any suggestions for curing this persistent and deadly (to my grades) disease?
Also, I got my econ midterm back today, and Kisaki-chi is *not* a happy clam. >_< In fact, she's a rather severely unhappy clam. And yet, she bought herself Gundam Wing: Episode Zero anyway. -_-;;;; Oh, she also got her Scandinavian midterm back which was kind of, ugh, oh well, and it's just too blooming bad that she couldn't remember who the "disemboweling woman" was. *Sigh* And the fact that she is talking about herself in third person obviously means that she needs to go write that stupid essay and go to sl33p. Now. Because she is writing in 1337. And that's just scary.
In the middle of the night And even more importantly than that why am I still up?! Stupid major essay . . .
I started writing the anecdote about my crazy high school bus driver who didn't know how to get to school and got us lost EVERYDAY to such a degree that he had to ask US for directions, and also drove on the wrong side of the street and half-on and half-off the road, and finally one day drove PAST the school then attempted to make a U-turn in someone's gravel driveway and got the bus STUCK >_<, but it didn't seem relevant to anything at all, so now I'm not writing about that any more. Plus it was two pages long and my entire essay's not supposed to be longer than that. >_<
Eh???
Sooooo sleeeeeepy . . . UGH. I wanna take a nap. I will blog later. Maybe. ZZZZZZ . . . Once again, very sorry, Merr. ;_;
And, Gina? They were looking for Chocolate Misu from Bakuretsu (Sorcerer) Hunters. And isn't that series sort of hentai-ish enough? I think that search was sort of redundant. Anyways, I like Tira better. She's cute with those round glasses . . . reminds me of an owl. Um, incoherent. Sleep sleep. Are we both going to be dead at club today? Erm. ZZZZZZZZZZZZZZZZZ . . .
;_;
(BTW, you were very eloquent in your 9/11 post. I was really moved.)
Gaaaaahhhhhh!!!!!! Oh, and Jennifer Wand is translating. ^_^ It really is a small, small world. And the mangaka, Yoko Kamio and I have the same birthday. (Day - not year, obviously, since I would've been in elementary school when HYD first came out - it's been running for TEN YEARS. >_<)
I think this series is going to give me a heart attack. @_@
Shout-Outs (or something like that)
Oooh, and Ninx-chama, I have many responses to many things in your journal. Um, later? ^^;;; Say "nice to meet you" to Paul for me. I tried earlier, but lj refused to let me comment. >_<
Hana Yori Dango: Making my brain explode! Good night.
BTW, Merr, if you sent an e-mail I didn't get it because the school's power was out all day and all their websites and e-mail too. >_< Gomen.
Hana Yori Dango
Playing Hooky Erg, I think the real reason I'm skipping is because I want to watch more Hana Yori Dango. >_< And we mustn't forget that I'm lazy. Very lazy. Lazy and boring. *Sigh*
Cheer up, Gidge-onee! *Sends remaining genkiness her way* You're most decidedly *NOT* stupid, all right?! Mou, where do children get these ideas?! At any rate, I'm coming over Saturday afternoon to bake you a cake. ^_^
'Nother note
BTW, here's the pic from the other day, sort of fixed up a bit.
That thing called oekaki
She also looks faaaaaar too haughty. Maybe it's really her mother? Hrrrrm.
Pitas . . . PLEASE WORK. >_<
Mmmmm . . . today I was sleepy and sickish. Blah. Weather. Berkeley weather drives me nuts, I swear! It just can't make up its bloody mind whether to be nice or rotten. Oh well. Depending on my mood, there may be substantial bloggage in the fic blog. I need to eat chocolate now. Toodles.
DDR Music is FUN!
Sonuvavixen To recap: YES! I want "The Heart's Silhouette" if you're really sure you won't be writing any more of it, Tin-sama! And I might possibly adopt the Kodocha story off you too . . . erm, later, maybe? I will write a review next time that merits such praise from you . . . ^^;;; When my brain works again. May it be soon. Thanks to everybody who commented on the oekaki! Perfectionist that I am, I fiddled with it in Photoshop and fixed some things (read: the eyes & some shadows). I'm debating whether to work more on it or just upload it as is . . . Econ midterm=bad. No talk. 2nd most recent dream=me as a Roman soldier who takes pity on an old Christian slave being tortured and frees him, only, much to my horror, to have him release everyone else and lead a revolt. O_o; Past life? Too much stress? Strange symbolism about my brain? You tell me . . . Previous dream that I never got around to blogging about in detail: I left my backpack w/ wallet, id, phone, etc. either at a review session or on the bus. I go from bus to bus looking for it and eventually meet an old asian policeman who I ask to help me. He takes me to his house where he proceeds to lounge around doing NOTHING until I finally get fed up and tell him I'm leaving. Then he tells his teenage daughter to drive me. I get into the car with her and a bunch of other asian girls, one of whom apparently knows me. Then, as we're pulling away I see A. V. (knew him from elementary through high school) and yell for the car to stop, since in my dream he goes to Berkeley (which he doesn't) and lives on Northside where I had my exam - so I think he might know where my bag is. (Yeah, I don't understand my reasoning either. O_o;;;) But apparently he put on a lot of weight and is now an asshole instead of a nice guy so I stop trying to talk to him and turn to get back in the car . . . which has driven off without me. I then proceed to walk down the road, but I end up in the countryside and after walking through some fields and mountains and woodsy areas I end up at this hick town which I remember from a previous dream(!) where I was in a car that drove past it and was warned that whoever went into that town was never seen again. It had a purple maze outside of it around the road and while driving you pass things like flower arrangements stuck in toilets. At any rate, I was netted by locals and thrown into a prison cell (think old western movies) which also held K_____, J___, and some other people I knew. Some woman warden handed us a sheet of paper and told us to sing what was on it or else, so we did, to the tune of Kumbayah. O_o; But she left the door ajar and I snuck out into the town where I discovered they were filming some movie with children. I followed one little boy who was on his way home because it was getting dark and we struck up a conversation. (To prove that this is the same dream) I asked him if he'd ever been on a bus (because I was still looking for my bag). He said he hadn't, but there was one that came down from the mountains sometime . . . but I knew that wasn't the right bus because the 51 doesn't go through any mountains. Twilight started falling so he ran to get home and I ran after him because I didn't know where I was going. However, a passle of villagers was blocking my path armed with shotguns and pitchforks and seemed to think that I was molesting him or something. O_o;;; I said that was a lie and told them to ask him, but then I woke up. >_<
In other news, IniD movie is good, but sorta disjointed - I like the series better. The first race in the movie was also sort of blah, but they got better . . . Mmmm, Yuki and Kyo are super extra hot in episodes 9-11. ^_^ (Spells 9-11. O_o;)
Thanks to Merritt, Gina, Ninx-chama, and Tin-sama for the comments on the oekaki pic. I've actually been messing with it on Photoshop and not only fixed her eyes but also added eyelashes. I'm debating additional changes before uploading a new version . . . ^^;;; I'm such a perfectionist. >_< Well, about some things. Oh, that midterm? Don't ask . . . don't. My brain is so dead I don't even care (right now) and so it's better not to strain it anymore by thinking about it. *Sigh* I don't want to fail Econ, dammit!
>_< Um, um, had stuff to say. Oh, let's talk about a more recent dream than the previous one (with the hick town and maze and arrests for speeding through the purple maze with sculptures of flower arrangements in toilets and Kum-ba-yah and me getting accused of child-molesting by townspeople armed with pitchforks and shotguns). Not my most recent one, 'cause I don't remember that one any more. Somebody tell me why I was a (Roman?) soldier who took pity on some Christians being tortured and let one old man go - who immediately freed the others and led a rebellion with me screaming, "No, no! You're not supposed to start a revolt! I'm going to get in trouble!" O_o;;; Past life maybe?? I think my brain's on crack.
Weirdness, Safety Issues, Why am I not asleep yet? I a) walked past that car (I think . . . I walked past one with an alarm going off at around 9-something, so maybe it's a different car? Busy car thieves >=( and b) walked past the VLSB alone, at night, at nine-thirty at night from a review session. And I bloody well walk that way Tuesday and Thursday at 7:30 or so. O_o;;; Oh, I feel SOOOO much better about my safety now, what with knowing three people in Berkeley who had their cars broken into and their stereos stolen (among them Apaatomate A), one of the aforementioned people also getting robbed in Emeryville, and Ninx-chama blogging about the Zodiac Killer. (I watched part of a documentary on him about a year or so back and all I can say is, there are too many psychos in the world, and I if I remember correctly, a Stanford professor was one of the suspects. >_< Fun.) Oh, also while walking tonight, I passed a drunk old woman screaming about dogs?/men? not attacking her because she was a drunk old woman and "you don't have to say it to my face!!!" and a bunch of shirtless Berkeley boys in trunks/shorts/boxers? and jeans who might have taken a dip in the Sproul fountain. Hmmm, I take back my desire to someday jump in there. Maybe the Memorial Glade fountain? Only dogs swim in there . . . I wonder if Merr had fun at the concert? Oh, btw, I haven't e-mailed you yet because I'm gonna try and rewrite that lost e-mail . . . and it, um, took me an hour the first time. I'll write you Monday. Your new oekaki is lovely, btw. I especially love the lips and shading . . . Envy, envy, envy . . . If you knew how long it takes me to draw a LINE. >_< How many layers does the oekaki board you use have? I need a board with more layers . . . ^^;;; Oh, btw, you're evil because you automatically draw hair the way we learned in De-Cal class . . . alternating thick and thin. You, artist you! XD
All right, I am really going to go take a shower and sleep now. Because I have to get up before noon tomorrow and study. Then go to another review session. Then come back and study. Did I mention that I hate Econ?
Um, still rambling 'bout the oekaki
I love oekaki ^_^
Good night. ^_^
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Well, HAPPY BIRTHDAY, GINA-ONEECHAN!!!!! ^_______^ And many mo~re, on Channel Fou~r . . . But remember, it's really postponed until next weekend for the convenience of . . . other people. ^_^;
Wooo, blog pic back up!
BTW, your new blog pic is nifty! Me likes. :)
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