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+ + June 30th, 2004 (Wednesday) + +
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--Feeling?---|---Fatigued yet again--
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Hmmm, been a bad girl. Updates updates! Sleep? Hardly any. Homework to thank for that.
Someone's being sarcastic. Technical Drawing is the subject that stresses me out the most because I don't understand a thing most of the time. But oddly enough I'm the ONLY one in class who finishes all the work on time, and hasn't failed any of it yet. Durrrrh. Even got praised by the teacher just now. *Weirded out*
Friday's little 'foreign students get-together' wasn't as bad as it sounded. Met up with that Argentinian, who still speaks bad Japanese lol. Got accquainted with some other foreigners, shocked everyone when I spoke English, and got pat on the head by the head of the Animation course for turning up (note: very pathetic turnout, but those who did show were the more outgoing ones so it balanced up). The principal was hanging around the same table as I, and he complained Singapore's escalators were too fast. o_O Japanese walk fast. The only escalators fast in Singapore are those in the Mass Rapid Transit stations...
Saturday morning, woke up feeling stumped for some reason. Arrived at Shinjuku (where I was supposed to meet Joyce) 3 hours earlier than I wanted to be, so it escape the heat and humidity I slept on trains, and in the end was 10 minutes late for the meeting. m(_ _)m 悪かったな、ジョイス。
The lady at the travel agency kindly switched to English after hearing Joyce and I discuss some alteration in plans (English). The plane ticket was 52,000+yen. That sounded cheap in yen... but upon coming home and doing the proper conversion, it came up to SG$900+ (mom was screaming) The heck? That was the cheapest ticket I could find (United Airlines). Imagine what the Singapore Airlines' one would come up to... guh.
Anyway, head down for lunch. SUSHI!!!! I love sushi~ ^_^ Though none for me anywhere else other than Japan. Coming here has only made me realize how crapy Singapore's sushi is yuck.
Sunday was spent doing homework mostly...
Monday, noon, after class, went down to the main school office to see if the results of the 2nd round of selection (for that character-designing thing) was out yet. No go. The old list of people who got through the 1st round was still there. My name was the only one written in English. A couple of girls I don't know came along and took a long look at the list of names before pointing mine out.
Girl #1: Look at this name!
Girl #2: *Reads Sycia's real name out loud* Cool.... I wonder if that's that person's real name?
Girl #1: Nah, that can't be...
Girl #2: It could be...
Note: My English name is kinda well-known in Japan now...
Was tempted to tell them yes, that's my real name. It's quite common in the English-names world. Results of the 2nd round of selection's still not out yet.
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~ ~ ~ Sycia soared the skies at 12:09 a.m. (GMT +9) - lj ~ ~ ~
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+ + June 28th, 2004 (Monday) + +
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--Feeling?---|---A little sad...--
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The past should never be forgotten. Good or bad, there's always some lesson to be learnt.
Dwelling in it is never good. But what about reflection? Something I do a lot.
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~ ~ ~ Sycia soared the skies at 02:02 a.m. (GMT +9) - lj ~ ~ ~
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+ + June 27th, 2004 (Sunday) + +
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--Feeling?---|---Irritated to the limit by humidity--
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*Swears non-stop at the weather*
Summer blue-ed. Extremely. Bloody humid.
Got the plane ticket this morning.
.... *attempts to continue writing, but the humidity drives her nuts, and out jumping through the window...*
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~ ~ ~ Sycia soared the skies at 03:12 a.m. (GMT +9) - lj ~ ~ ~
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+ + June 25th, 2004 (Friday) + +
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--Feeling?---|---Fatigued.--
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*Yawns*
The school's being rather enthusiastic about people sending in character entries to them for this event. It's an exhibition of original characters/ ideas, in which companies come to view, and quite possibly, buy the stuff at OO prices. Over 200 people entered, less than half made it through the first selection round. I gave 6 seperate character entries, all of which got through weee~ If not for a classmate who went to check her results I would have never known I was the only one of my class to make it through (I think about 6 people in total tried for it). Overjoyed~ The deadline's tomorrow, but I had stayed up through the whole of last night trying to put down my concept idea for all 6 entries in Japanese so I could hand it in today after class. This morning I was falling asleep walking even. I don't even know what sort of 'concept' I managed to sum up at 6am in the morning, but the woman who took it all in, glanced and went, "Your Japanese is excellent." Wha? Hope my stuff gets through to being displayed... even if no one wants it, I'd get my chance to gain a ton of contacts in the industry~ Tried to do some homework just now, but after Technical Drawing on Wednesday and no sleep, well... nap nap nap. I couldn't be less bothered about dinner, so it's pizza again.
Okay... now... *faints on bed*
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~ ~ ~ Sycia soared the skies at 12:46 a.m. (GMT +9) - lj ~ ~ ~
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+ + June 21st, 2004 (Monday) + +
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--Feeling?---|---Dying from the humidity....--
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Phew, finally got over the storyboard presentation this morning... A storyboard assignment; storyboard to be drawn among 7 members of the group, and to be presented any way we like. It was decided last week that 3 people of the 7 would do the actual presentation, and they had to be so wise and pick the foreigner who can't speak proper Japanese yet... -_-; I guess this would be useful in training for presentations in the future... Feel so much better after my part went especially smooth (woohoo, after countless hours of practice) compared to the others'. Now I can sleep sound, if not for the insane humidity. If you thought Singapore was humid, you should come to Japan in summer gUH.
Currently listening to: I can't stop my love by 愛内里菜, and the sounds of a powerful typhoon blowing through Japan. Bloody strong winds blasting left and right... o_O
| How to make a ------ |
Ingredients:
1 part jealousy
1 part ambition
3 parts beauty |
Method:
Combine in a tall glass half filled with crushed ice. Add sadness to taste! Do not overindulge! |
Personality cocktail
From Go-Quiz.com
Ahem... ---ed name because it's my true name (not real-life one...). Sadness? Hmm... yeah I guess...
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~ ~ ~ Sycia soared the skies at 04:48 p.m. (GMT +9) - lj ~ ~ ~
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+ + June 20th, 2004 (Sunday) + +
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--Feeling?---|---Amused--
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What a dream.
This time it revolved around the anime Detective Conan (名探偵コナン). If you don't know the anime well, skip this whole post, it's going to be boring. XD
I think I was part of the group of kids following Conan, and we got dragged into another case. Don't remember the details, but we were at an old train station waiting for the adults to come pick us up or something. It was pouring and getting dark. Conan was of course, with us. Mouri Kogoro and Ran came, he got scolded all over again for getting into danger (something about fighting with rabid dogs RPG-style or the sort.... dangerous shit oo) It seemed a little more serious this time, or perhaps being reduced to the mnetality of a 7-year old in my dream, I thought it was scary. Kogoro did yell something about never seeing us again as some sort of punishment, and the last us other kids saw, Conan was being carried off by Ran, looking back to us worriedly, as if it'd be his last glance. We had to walk a long way back to civilization again by ourselves, using wooden boards to shelter ourselves from the rain.
The dream sort of ended there. I was back in my own mind wondering if that was the last episode to the long-running anime. Then I thought, "Wait, that can't be an ending... there HAS to be one more episode!"
o_O And I got one more episode. I was back as a character, but retained my consciousness. It was 10 years after the above mentioned incident. Sycia thought, "10 YEARS?! THAT'S LONG!" At that point of the dream. oo; Anyway, the group of us 3 'kids' had grown up sorta (I know Mitsuhiko was there, but other than that I don't know which character I was), and we were going to visit Conan for the first time since that incident. We were all excited, particularly me since I knew what he'd look like if he aged 10 years from his little Edogawa Conan form (Kudou Shinichi). I really wondered how he could cover his own appearence, and resemblance to his girlfriend, Ran this time... Apparently I was the only one aware about Conan's true identity among the 3 'kids' (which makes me suspect I was Haibara Ai). Mouri Kogoro and Ran had moved out of the old town (another reason why we hadn't see them for such a long time), into an apartment that looked distinctively like my Godmothers'.... ｡､_｡､; Father and daughter entertained us for a while as we had tea and cookies, and I was left wondering why in the why Ran looked the exact same age she was when we last saw her. The other 2 'kids' did most of the talking, and we were shown around the apartment for a bit when I asked where 'Conan' was. Ran turned to us with a slight smile and looked to a particular room (in reality that's my cousin, Jeevan's room, in my Godmother's apartment). There was a skateboard (not Conan's kiddish kind...) right beside the closed door and she looked at it remarking him having to clean the hamster cage later on today (Note: the hamster part was a bit from reality because that cousin used to own em hamsters, and he did do skateboarding too...). The way Ran smiled... it was a fond one, the sort of smile she used to give everytime she recalled Shinichi back while he was still stuck in the form of Conan. It struck me... Conan would probably look like Shinichi now... and Ran probably knew everything. Had he told her? Anyway, she gave the door a slight knock and went over to the living room, as if she didn't want to disturb us. The door opened, and what do you know... Kudou Shinichi, looking not a day older than when he was forced to take that weird pill that reduced his body to that of a 6 year old. He was looking very surprised to see us. I know the other 2 'kids' were addressing him as 'Conan', but I was just too shocked to say anything. He had smirked to me as if to say, "I'll explain everything later." One of the other 2 'kids' mentioned him having a pimple (o_O). A little later we were invited into his room (he had the air-conditioner turned up, and it was slightly chilly in there, hell I could feel it...), and the other 2 were going about looking at something of his. I had sat down on his bed, while he jumped on it, acting as though he was a little kid again, playing among friends. And wtF at that point the credits and ending song (can't remember what it sounded like) started rolling in. Hey hey!!! I haven't got that explanation on why Ran's the same age she was back then, now, and if she knows of everything that happened to him! Credits keep rolling till the end of the song with images of past Conan episodes with a nostalgic feel. Finally it ended and we get down to the final short segment. Shinichi never got the opportunity to explain everything to me, because Ran popped her head in and asked if we needed anything, using the name 'Shinichi' to address the guy I was talking to. He replied something I can't remember, but the way they communicated was like their relationship way back then, only they weren't yelling anymore. She knew. She knew everything... And as she walked off to get the snacks, I turned to see Shinichi with that same smile Ran had before she knocked on his door. Their relationship had gotten somewhere at long last... ^^ And that was the end of it. I woke up going O.o; and still short of that explanation from Shinichi. *mumbles* Oh well. I could well figure that one out myself. He probably told Ran everything after the scolding incident, and she would've probably wanted to take the pill and be reduced to a kid too, not have Shinichi return suddenly and be targeted by the 'black' association again. So I guess they got Haibara Ai to create the drug all over again. Ran took it, became young again, and grew up a second time with Shinichi. Which explains why she looks like she never aged.
Note: This dream was in full color, complete with the voices of the respective voice actors and actresses, with all senses working in there (sight, hearing, smell, taste, touch). Heck I even remember the art style used in my dream; the same used in the latest movies: ベイカー街の亡霊, 迷宮の十字路, 銀翼の奇術師.
Dammit... I watch too much anime. XD
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~ ~ ~ Sycia soared the skies at 01:04 p.m. (GMT +9) - lj ~ ~ ~
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+ + June 19, 2004 (Saturday) + +
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--Feeling?---|---Hmmmm--
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Great... went to bed at about 6:30am, and woke up at 2pm, 7h 30 mins. XD That's just adding onto the 9 h 45 mins from last night (6:30pm to 4:315am). That means a grand total of 17 hours and 15 mins. What a pig, but I finally have the energy to go about life again. 2nd sleep session was with a dream of that old house at Upper Neram... hmmm.
Just met the OTHER Brunei ex-schoolmate in the dorm on my way back from the convenience store. There's a big party being held in the basement, free for all, but me being me, retreated to my room. Not that I wouldn't like to meet up with old acquaintances, just that the crowd of... strangers is argh
Hmm... the unpleasant dreams of my old man seen to be coming true. I think I'll consider them all real, just denied for now. My list of 'disappointing people' has gone up.
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"To dream that you die in your dream, symbolizes inner changes, transformation, self-discovery and positive development that is happening within you or in your life. Although such a dreams may bring about feelings of fear and anxiety, it is no cause for alarm and is often considered a positive symbol. Dreams of experiencing your own death usually means that big changes are ahead for you. You are moving on to new beginnings and leaving the past behind. These changes does not necessarily imply a negative turn of events. Metaphorically, dying can be seen as an end or a termination to your old ways and habits. So, dying does not always mean a physical death, but an ending of something.
On a negative note, to dream that you die may represent involvement in deeply painful relationships or unhealthy, destructive behaviors. You may feeling depressed or feel strangled by a situation or person in your waking life. Perhaps your mind is preoccupied with someone who is terminally ill or dying. Alternatively, you may be trying to get out of some obligation, responsibility or other situation."
- From Dreammoods.com
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Inner changes? I can't be having one every damn week. Trying to get out of a situation is true enough. Too much hate accumulating from the plague humanity. Trying to get rid of them sooner. Maybe that's why I always get killed by humans in my dreams, never by anything else. Trying to get out of an obligation? You're bloody hell right. The one useless thing that's holding me back.
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~ ~ ~ Sycia soared the skies at 05:33 p.m. (GMT +9) - lj ~ ~ ~
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+ + June 19th, 2004 (Saturday) + +
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--Feeling?---|---Mused--
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Wooo.... been a while. School's so taxing I just don't have the mental energy to do anything but watch a little TV and go to bed every evening. Crap I can't even type properly on weekdays.
Tuesday was a little discouraging. We were supposed to use a previous portrait sketch done in pencil, and convert it to a manga-nized version in paint. The teacher didn't exactly make himself that clear, and I ended up creating a manga-looking character from scratch and painted it for the entire day, only to have the teacher say I had gotten it completely wrong, so please redo the whole thing following that old pencil sketch. ｯOｯ; I wasn't the only foreign student who got his instructions the wrong way though. A Korean guy was to do it again as well. Oh well, more practice, I guess...
Technical Drawing on Wednesday was surprisingly... easy. I dare not say I understood everything, but I was one of the first to complete the work given even though I probably absorbed a lot less. o_O Perhaps it was because I barely talked.
I had run down to Akihabara on Thursday to look for the special version of Samurai Deeper Kyo #27. On the way there, saw Finding Nemo DVDs (yes, the release date for Japan's the 18th) out a day earlier than the scheduled release date, and got it at 2280 yen with a paper fan and a couple of keychains that said 'Made in China' on the back, lol. Someone had pulled me by the bag halfway down the street, and I turned to find the big Brunei guy (attended the same Japanese Language school) with his family. Said he was showing them around so I couldn't talk to him long. Quickly asked for my number and ran off. Wow. Even in the impossibly busy Akihabara, I meet someone I know. Nice to see a familiar face for once.
Watched Finding Nemo for the first time that night. Purdy.... So purdy.... I'm glad to add it to my collection. Yes, simple stories work best for film.
Friday, got that craving for pizza again. Stuffed myself on it, and feel asleep from fatigue accumlated over the week, at 6:30pm. Woke up at 4am. oo Took a bath, lazed around while recalling the week~
Hmmm, I'll try going to sleep again... Still yawning gah.
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~ ~ ~ Sycia soared the skies at 06:13 a.m. (GMT +9) - lj ~ ~ ~
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+ + June 14th, 2004 (Monday) + +
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--Feeling?---|---Huh-ed--
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And what's that Russian entry thing all about? I never did bother about it because I didn't understand a damned thing. Why would people who don't understand Russian click on it anyway? *Lost*
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~ ~ ~ Sycia soared the skies at 02:28 a.m. (GMT +9) - lj ~ ~ ~
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+ + June 14th, 2004 + +
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--Feeling?---|---Tired--
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Friday, after a short class, head down to the old dorm to pay the senseis the visit I'd been meaning to do for about a month now. Bought them some cake (1050 yen~ but I felt good about it), and sat down talking for about an hour and a half. >_o The male sensei is a bleed'in chain smoker gah. Got some chocolate cookie-cakes in return, then killed time by recovering on lost sleep on the train (riding through to the end of the line ZZZing away, then coming right back ehhe). Finally met up with Joyce at half past 6, and had a gooooooood dinner at a sort of bar. Watched videos all the way till 3am before turning in.
Was greeted by a very amused Joyce in the morning. Apparently this time, I was sleeping with my face in the pillow once more (heck I don't seem to need oxygen when I sleep), with my legs up and crossed over my back just 20 minutes before I woke up in a _normal_ position. From what she said before I keep changing positions every few minutes. XD We ordered pizza for lunch (my first in 3 years, possibly). Watched DVDs through the afternoon and found that we just couldn't finish up the food. XD Both of us were stuffed.
It was a cool night, and I cycled around the neighborhood after seeing her off to the station. Came back to clean my computer up some, edit the windows registry like nuts, and eventually fell asleep on the chair.
A few minutes later I was awakened by what distinctly felt like a hard tap on the shoulder. o_O There's a kind spirit in my room. But then, called Joyce up a few hours ago and she said she heard some insane laughing in the background. *Creeped out a little* It's okay if a spirit's sharing the room, it's not okay if it's that of Jack the Ripper, Jason, or Freddy. Well, maybe I wouldn't mind good'o Jack...
And I had another odd dream last night. Again, someone was pointing a gun at the back of me head. Apparently I had requested that it be pointed there, not at my heart or anywhere else. I don't know what I did to have someone execute me, though I could give several crimes against humanity I might have commited. Fear was absent, but there was a mild anxiety floating around in the mind for a while as the person behind relished the tensed moment. I was staring off... somewhere, again wondering how my vision would get affected. Then the trigger was pulled, a split-second of sharp hot pain, a drizzle of red, dull numbness, and the ground was rushing up to me before darkness. Of course, like all my other dreams, this one didn't end with my death. It just carried on to another as if I had reincarnated or something. That second section I've long forgotten already. Interesting. Even the anticipation of death doesn't qualify as a nightmare.
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~ ~ ~ Sycia soared the skies at 01:45 a.m. (GMT +9) - lj ~ ~ ~
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--Feeling?---|---.... frustrated.--
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*Turns into Godzilla*
*Picks up Tokyo Tower, rips the big ball off the Fuji Television Network building, uses the NEW ITEMS as a ball and bat, and hits at the Tokyo Metropolitan Office, then stomps through Rainbow Bridge.*
*Starts with downtown Shinjuku, randomly pulverizing cars and squashing unlucky people, all the way to the other side of Japan. People scream, Sycia-godzilla gets annoyed and starts making freshly fried humans with fire breath.*
*Somehow finds way to Okinawa (Southern-most islands of Japan). It's hot there. Sycia-gozilla decides to take a dip. The islands disappear under 100 feet of seawater after she takes a dive.*
*Wades over to Hokkaido (Northern-most main island of Japan). Starts playing snow in the more mountainous area~ Causes avalanches after brushing past a few peaks, burying small towns at the foot of mountains. Wooo...*
*Returns to a somewhat still existing Tokyo, and raids the largest fish market in the world. Tons of sashimi and some human flesh's on the menu.*
*With a satisfied stomach, continues her de-stressing workout; knocking over random buildings.*
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I still don't understand the Technical Drawing lesson. *Tears hair out in despair*
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~ ~ ~ Sycia soared the skies at 11:08 p.m. (GMT +9) - lj ~ ~ ~
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--Feeling?---|---Amused--
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I really like the principal. : ) So liberal, freely puts down the old-fashioned way of thinking (that of his own country) and keeps trying to free minds (no, no matrix pun intended) to the point the teachers get annoyed. Heh.
It was sweltering when I stepped out the dorm, it was chilly went I got off class. Either way, the drop in temperature was very much appreciated.
Had fun in class today. Mio-kun was trying hard to create an interesting animation (that para-para manga thing I mentioned a week back). She finally came up with one of an egg-like character going nuts and upsetting a table (with a fish skeleton on it being flipped off to oblivion). She was making a story behind the whole thing that kept me laughing half the day. 「この親父、もう切れたぞ。なんだこの魚！それに、こんな寂しい部屋。。。（描いた背景について）」 <-- And the like. XD The group of us could even associate the character's various expressions to our feelings at certain points in time. Very cute animation, even cuter that it didn't have any real logic behind it. Entertaining. 切れたぞ〜
Speaking of Mio-kun. She's a tomboy who uses 'ore' and 'uchi', never 'watashi'. I don't think making someone of the same gender blush is supposed to be normal, but I did it anyway. I complimented her once (about the way she talks) and she turned bright red. Wha..?
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~ ~ ~ Sycia soared the skies at 12:54 a.m. (GMT +9) - lj ~ ~ ~
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--Feeling?---|---... vein-bulged--
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.... -insert a multitude of swears and mumbles here-
The rainy season has begun here in Japan. It's not something I like. Unlike Singapore, the rain lasts the whole damned day, it's still humid whether there's precipitation or not. Ah, and hot, or warm.
Came back in heavy rain, returning to the dorm took 40 minutes in itself because of the bad condition. By the time I got back, my groceries were wet, my pants from thigh down soaked through, and I was beginning to think my waterproof boots might not last out much longer.
Half an hour later, now, my pants are hanging to dry, and still dripping wet. But hell, it's like the rain before was a lie. It's shining out there now. ｬ_ｬ; The weather's trying to make fun of people.
I wouldn't want to change the cilmate patterns though, given the chance though. True it's inconvenient and what not, but this has been around for eons. Plant and animal life has adapted and evolved to it. I'm not able to cancel the rainy season out for selfish reasons.
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~ ~ ~ Sycia soared the skies at 03:55 p.m. (GMT +9) - lj ~ ~ ~
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--Feeling?---|---Fresh--
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Too exhausted to update yesterday.
Went down to the convenience store to find the Pirates of the Caribbean DVD I had been planning to buy (because it was cheap) sold out. But luckily there's a Video/ CD/ DVD store near my place. Got it at a reasonable price. Woohoo. My first original DVD.
Switched to the Japanese dub just for the fun of it and within the first few minutes... Hirata Hiroaki (Gojo from Saiyuuki, Sanji from One Piece) is Captain Jack Sparrow. o___O Suits the role just fine, but... Funkay dubs. Get to hear anime seiyuus in there. Weee~ The last time I heard Seki Toshihiko as another Johnny Depp-played character...
Odd... Sis has been sleeping a lot, and I've been so tired of late (woke up at 4 am this morning too when I went to bed at 1am...). Very strange.
Felt wasted the whole of Saturday until I started doing the storyboard homework bit. Came out of it feeling fulfilled. I'm turning into a workaholic. Weeee~
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~ ~ ~ Sycia soared the skies at 10:40 p.m. (GMT +9) - lj ~ ~ ~
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--Feeling?---|---.............. tired--
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Lips. I hate drawing lips... X_x
Mentally exhausted, emotionally petrified, physically lethargic. What a buttload of homework... ｯ_ｯ|||
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~ ~ ~ Sycia soared the skies at 10:32 p.m. (GMT +9) - lj ~ ~ ~
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--Feeling?---|---Sleepy--
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... my head hurts. After the wonderful Technical Drawing class... *clutches head in agony*
Mmmkay, it feels weird to be addressed '-chan' in real life. Really weird. But oh well, it's Nakasa-san, so I think I'll revert to the first-name basis from tomorrow onwards.
Another random thing that's been bothering me for a while. How can a guy's butt be considered 'cute' or 'sexy'? I can understand a woman's being thought of that way (round and shapely), but for the life of me I cannot grasp how a male's butt can be seen as... cute. What's so cute about... angular?
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~ ~ ~ Sycia soared the skies at 11:57 p.m. (GMT +9) - lj ~ ~ ~
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--Feeling?---|---Relaxed--
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Uh right, you don't have to boast of your skills to anyone here, they'll do it for you to their friends. Or that's what happened this morning. I was designing a dragon before class started. A female classmate I never talked to before came up with a friend, and said hello. I was taken off guard, and returned the greeting uncertainly. Then she suddenly went rambling off to her friend:
Girl: Good morning.
Sycia: *looking up from her drawings, surprised* Good morning...
Girl: *turning to her friend* She's so good at drawing! I walked past her yesterday and saw her doing some animal... ^.^ It was beautiful.
Girl's Friend: Really?!
Sycia: o___o; *thinking: I was putting on the finishing touches to my griffon yesterday...*
Girl: So what are you drawing this time?
Sycia: Eh? Uh... *reveals the designs of a dragon on her sketch pad* Designing a dragon...
Girl + Girl's Friend: WOOOOOWWWW!!!
Sycia: ｬｬ; *thinking: this is real sudden...*
The second part of the day, we were making a... sort of 'para-para manga' thing. It's a low cylinder with gaps at the side, and 12 pictures on the inside that make up a repeatitive animation when spun round. The lecturer was bascially trying to get us to understand the basics of animating stuff. We had been asked to think up a simple animation in 12 frames last week, I misunderstood and DID a rough animation of a dove in flight. So naturally I finished first. Had it put up as an example and the lecturer commented on the great animation of the wings flapping (well duh that's what you get after animating at least 2 birds in every animation you ever created, amounting up to more than 20++ birds in total). (^_^)V But he did mention it looked a little boring overall, so I just added clouds passing in the background to give the effect of movement. He presented about 4 other people's works at the end of the lesson, and I found he addresses no one by their names but me while doing the critique (which focused on mine mostly, incidentally). Must be the foreign name thing that sticks out. Note: he's the same lecturer I wanted to discreetly burn.
It was pouring this morning, but I'll take it over humid days and nights anytime. It's cool now, I wish it would stay this way. *Relaxes*
Oh yes, and just as I connected the phone up again upon coming back (I disconnect it, because I don't want to get 'disturbed' while getting some shut-eye), it rang, and some Japanese woman called. Apparently she got the wrong number and what not, but...
*Phone rings*
Sycia: *Picks it up, and in English, says* Hello?
Woman: *In Japanese* Moshi moshi? Is this the Takeda residence?
Sycia: *In Japanese* ?_? Eh? Er, no...
Woman: It isn't? May I confirm the number? 3-33...
Sycia: *Still doesn't remember her own number by heart* !!! Er, give me a second! *Fumbles around for her cellphone with her own house phone-number stored inside, takes quite a while to get that done* Moshi moshi?
Woman: Moshi moshi? Is this 3-33XX-XXXX?
Sycia: *Checking the number* Yes it is.
Woman: Is Takeda-san in?
Sycia: Er, the number is right, but there's no such person living here...
Woman: Ah, then I must have copied the number wrong, I'm sorry.
Sycia: That's alright...
Woman: By the way, you are a foreigner right?
Sycia: Yes, I am.
Woman: Where are you from?
Sycia: o_O Singapore.
Woman: Oh~ Was that your child?
Sycia: O_O????? Huh?
Woman: Just now when I called, someone said, "Hello" in English. Was that your child?
Sycia: Er... no...
Woman: ..? You are a mother aren't you?
Sycia: ｯ.ｯ; Er no..?
Woman: I see, who was that then?
Sycia: *Decides to make things simple, so just lies* That was a friend.
Woman: Oh! I apologize for any inconvenience caused.
Sycia: Not at all.
Woman: Goodbye!
She was quite friendly and all, but I don't think your normal person would be that chatty. And what on Earth was with that 'child' part?! I wasn't using a different voice throughout the whole thing, just that I was confused and stunned at the start. o______O You can be sure I was more than just that after I put the receiver down.
XD
"No matter how many times you save the world, it always manages to get back in jeopardy again. I feel like the maid; I just cleaned up this mess, could you keep it clean for... for 10 minutes!"
The animation isn't what impresses me, it's the humor.
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~ ~ ~ Sycia soared the skies at 09:17 p.m. (GMT +9) - lj ~ ~ ~
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