B l a c k F e a t h e r s , v 4 .1
Picturelesque

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July 31st, 2005 (Sunday) 12:17 p.m.
Feeling : dead

Back from vacation. With but one thing to say now:

DEAD BY CRAB

That will be all

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July 26th, 2005 (Tuesday) 04:58 a.m.
Feeling : Zzz

Will be away in Hokkaidou for 5 days. : ) Hopefully I will return with plenty of photographs to show.

Have gotten a hold of the FMA movie soundtrack. Not bad... not bad at all! Love Kelas the best. I was surprised Joyce said she'd watch 'Shamballa wo Yuku Mono' with me again a second time (I got a 2nd ticket early on). Hmm : ) Looks like we both enjoyed it too much to resist a 2nd time!

There's a typhoon coming our way. It's raining now. I appreciate the cool much, but not the fact it'll be raining while we're at Hokkaidou... *looks at sky accusingly*

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July 25th, 2005 (Monday) 01:05 a.m.
Feeling : ¬___¬

Hahaha.... roughest rodeo you'll ever see...

People already being 'disappointed' in the FMA movie before watching it for themselves piss me off. Judging just by listening to other people's opinion / read but a bland summary does it no justice so give the movie a fair chance and go bloody see it yourself, then you'll HAVE the right to complain all you want. Dem bitchiz.

I should stay away from the forums a while. Until the movie IS released to the English audience, all this ridiculous and baseless whining is just going to continue on and on and on and on and on and on and.... zzz

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July 24st, 2005 (Sunday) 01:56 p.m.
Feeling : : |

Ignore the glaring spelling errors on the last post, I was falling asleep while typing it so gimme a break.

Downloaded the first episode of Rurouni Kenshin. Don't ask why, I want to know too. No offense to the fans here, but I will be going on about what I didn't like about it that caused my ongoing downloads of the following episodes to be deleted. The voice. It's Kenshin's voice. GOD I so do not like it. Stuck together with his style of speaking, it makes me squirm. Someone like Konishi Katsuyuki doing his voice, I don't mind, but such a girlish voice without much variation... meh. Yeah yeah, I'm VERY particular about this aspect of anime (I've managed to break free of the horror called American dubbing), that's why I couldn't stand to get the series any more. The 2nd thing that bothered me, though when I think about it really shouldn't, is the cliches. Perhaps it wasn't that overused back when it was made, but towards the end of episode 1 I was yawning.

Also tried MSN 7 and uninstalled it 5 minutes later. It is one messed up program. Guess I'll stick with that 4.7 version my computer came with. At least there ain't a few dozen links clogging the main window, and there aren't any ads.

Been feeling rather... mentally unstable. Fragile is the better word... Very, very fragile.

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July 23rd, 2005 (Saturday) 07:24 p.m.
Feeling : .... x_X

Ugh tired. Waking up at 4:30am at catch the earliest train (4:55am) is no joke. -_-; I was supposed to get up at 4am. Raced to the station at breakneck speed on my bike, and actually felt a little chilly because of that. I wasn't expecting THAT huge a turnout at the first public screening of the Fullmetal Alchemist movie: Conqueror of Shamballa, but there was anyway, and I was left wondering if we could get in to be graced the pressence of the Seiyuus, producer and director... Joyce arrived about an hour and a half later. We managed to get in and waited till 9:30am. Mein gott the audience was *bleep* noisy when the seiyuus came on stage... The whole place was roaring when Ookawa Tooru did anything. So happy we made it to the special greeting session ^_^ Got myself the programme booklet too before the movie started.

Movie summary here. Obvious spoilers. You only have yourself to blame if you click on the link.

Main thoughts on the show: It was a treat for loyal fans. : ) The only thing I had beef against was the way main villain was done... : | That was a shabby villain. She could have been done with a lot more, but the sheer amount of things happening during the movie just didn't allow for it I gues. She turned out a lame. I don't see why Royai fans are screaming blood murder either. Ah well.

The weird thing was that during the commercial break BEFORE the show, there was this close-up of snapping fingers (Roy) then an advertisment of an upcoming local movie with one line going 'Hagane no Kokoro' (Ed). XD The audience (and myself) had a good laugh.

And at around half past 4pm, Tokyo was shook long and bad... quake 4 at my area... not too bad.

So... tired.

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July 21st, 2005 (Thursday) 07:16 p.m.
Feeling : o___________O

What the *bleep*..?!

What 2 dreams. For a 2 hour nap that was really rushed...

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First dream included some madman rushing into my room with this mallet. Kyoraku Shunsui had been in it together with Ise Nano, but both of them had been dead drunk, out cold. I was getting there (for some reason I was drinking some really strong delicious cocktails) and Mom was sipping on some too (they'd be made by Shunsui before he fell asleep). Madman came rushing in and attacked Mom. He managed to strike her over her left shoulder (not too badly, thank goodness, but she still passed out), then I snapped outta my drunken stupor, grabbed a soup ladle (I think?) and jumped between them before he could get another hit. I had been feeling real fear during that dream, the fear of losing Mum, together with rage at the hammer-swinging dude. Finally got a good hit at him in the balls (what? You DON'T expect me to fight fairly with a soup ladle when put up with a serious opponent) and he was on the ground wirthing. Took me a long time, but I heaved Mom outta the room (whoops, left Shunsui and Nanao there :X). Then the next dream came about.

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In this dream I was simply watching as a ghost. Started off with this rural town and this guy (Jerry, Jeff, Jermey... I can't remember... I'll call him Jeff) was just going about his normal business. Jeff = main character of the dream, late twenties. Some pal of him got arrested by the that big copyright association for downloading mp3s and all. The next thing I know, Jeff's driving his flying ship off somewhere with a childhood friend of his (feisty girl). The world or era he's in is so far into the future humans have actually achieved ships to travel the galaxies (though the town looked perfectly normal for the present time). He wasn't going far from earth, maybe out just to stare at the endlessness for a while. Then his ship gets sucked into this big one 400 times the size. I distinctly remember that on the way down, the big ship looked more organic than machine. Anyway, some creature alien things that looked more gross than Predators, and waaaaaay more dangerous, lept upon his little craft and Jeff realizes he's about to become lunch if he don't do something. He fights against them bravely, but they rip the top of his craft apart and their numbers simply overwhelm him. Fortunately he takes down a few (I don't remember how) and the higher-ranking ones sees a good warrior in him to make theirs. They're an alien race, more parasitic than Aliens because they are simply that ugly armor over any other specie of intelligent species, controlling their unfrotunate host's actions and thoughts. Jeff is forced to where the biological armor (slimy and creeps up the skin and into openings; ears, mouth nose blah blah at first, then hardens to its gray form), but realizes his armor alone, is controlled by himself, not the parasitic being inhabiting it. Maybe his willpower is simply too strong or something... don't remember. He decides to stay hidden as one of them until he gets the chance to escape. Meanwhile his childhood friend is taken away and put to clean the ship (huh?!) with some other women (humans too). Jeff is put under some 'training' since he is a new addition. He learns more about his alien race along the way; they 'collect' other intelligent species to gather data on other planets, and after they've learnt enough, they invade the place. Jeff doesn't like the idea of course, and tries to sneak out with one of their ships to warn humans of Earth, but his fully initiated parasitic armor doesn't quite let him (forgot why). He can only confide in that childhood friend of his who's kept unharmed, but doing chores aboard (O_o) while she dishes food out for him at breaktime.

One day though, another human is captured. It's someone Jeff doesn't know, but from the same rural town he's from (what's with people from that town being sucked in?). Since Jeff turned out so much of a succes to the alien race (he's one of their best fighters), they decided to initiate the younger guy too (let's call him Keith for convience's sake because I DON'T remember his name). As they leave the armor to do its work on a panicking Keith, Jeff steps in and rips away the invading thing from Keith's face, saving his consciousness. He quickly tells Keith about the alien race and what they intend to do to Earth eventually. But while Jeff does this, the armor builds up on Keith's face again, and his consciousness is taken over time and time again by the alien parasite until Jeff rips it off again. Jeff sends Keith BACK to earth on one of the alien's smaller, lighter crafts, and Keith knows what he must do. He somehow gets out of big organic ship and travels back to Earth, fighting against the alien force threatening to blank his mind every second by ripping off the armor, and by the time he crash-lands near that town, he is almost taken over. A woman comes by while he stumbles out the craft and he gets her to rip the encompassing mask off. She does so and recognizes him, helping him back into the town where someone else manages to take the whole armor off and destroy it. Poor Keith doesn't have much strength left in him, but he informs everyone of what happened anyway and they start planning a counter-attack.

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Dream ended there. Very very VERY visual dream. The bigguh digestion tract (after Jeff and Keith's smaller craft got sucked in) was all orangy-brown, landing area and arena all pretty grand ... the alien armor WAS pretty clear but the longer I stay awake typing this, the less detailed the things become eh. Don't know about others, but I dream in FULL color. o_O Still it's rare to have a dream where I'm just a watcher.

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July 21st, 2005 (Thursday) 03:21 p.m.
Feeling : Refreshed

Was chased off the internet by a very worried neechan last night so didn't write up much (thanks, I need to be dealt with sternly at times). OMFG BABEH COWS ARE KEUWT!

Anyway, I had been riding a lot of random trains agross Tokyo all through yesterday. Maybe I was feeling mentally drained or something... don't know, but in any case, I just didn't want to go back home, and needing sleep, decided to take just any 'o train that would take me away, far far away. I landed up sitting on Chuu'ou's Oume train, slept, and when I woke, I conveniently found the train stopped at that station nearest to Joyce's place (which IS over an hour from Shiunjuku). o_O Talk about intuition. Sat on, and same to the end of that line where the station (Oume) was cosy and cute. Sat back all the the to Shinjuku again, but this time I was sending Joyce random messages going 'Oume-station's cute!' and all. I've never ventured into that far an area from downtown Tokyo, so that left Joyce stumped and completely ??? I took another trip right back towards Oume, dragging Joyce out for quite frankly, nothing, taking another train from Oume to Okutama, the real 'end of the line'. :O I never knew there was a place in Tokyo that was so beautiful. Along the way we saw mountains aplenty, lakes, rivers, LOTS of greenery, quaint stations... kinda hard to believe we were still in the prefecture. If Mom ever comes here, I'll have to bring her there. The trip back was dreadful though. I lost my ability to sleep on the ever more crowded train and my muscles stiffed to a pain.

Your Hidden Talent

You're super sensitive and easily able to understand situations. You tend to solve complex problems in a flash, without needing a lot of facts. Decision making is easy for you. You have killer intuition. The right path is always clear, and you're a bit of a visionary.

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July 20st, 2005 (Wednesday) 11:51 p.m.
Feeling : Sleepy

Bayu-chan dropped by yesterday. ^_^ Or rather I asked him to drop over since he'd been 'rotting' at home. Talked at the common area after my room proved TOO hot (it's 16 degrees in winter and a constant 33 in summer -_-). Missed Bleach 41 on TV since we were in the canteen chatting.

Was completely zombified by translating Bleach. Didn't sleep, but I was blacking out an awful lot while walking to school later. Also received quite a hard mental blow.

Talked to the counseller, teacher, then felt random, took a train all the way to the end of Tokyo. Came back to Shinjuku, then went right back to the end to meet Joyce again. Hmm. Random day... lots of train sitting, stif muscles, and napping in air-conditioned carts (HEAVEN).

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July 19th, 2005 (Tuesday) 12:44 p.m.
Feeling : X_X

Happy Belated Hatchday to a special pal~ <3 *Throws you a bucket of ice lemon tea~*

*flips*

Morita Toshiyuki ... Sephiroth ... I know I heard about him playing the popular villain but... After seeing one of them trailers and hearing his single line at the end, I'm thinking Naraku. >_O; That's exactly how he sounds!!! A serious/ low-toned Miki Shinichorou would've been better as him but ah well. And hearing Cloud makes me crack up. XD Blame it on that anime I've been hooked on. Not to say any of the voice-acting is bad (top-notch Japanese voice-acting crushes stupid laid-back American ones). Also, even though this is like one of THE best 3D animated films, I still find something very strange about the animation in the official clip where the good guys are fighting atop a large monster. Looks like the small characters are standing on an earthquake stimulator while being put on the larger-scaled enemy that isn't shaking up so much. Weird, very very weird. Guess I still abhore 3D animation.

Been under the heat. -_-; Can't sleep. Or if I try I just end up soaked and disgusted at myself. I need to start going to school and enjoy the air-conditioning. So hot it:s been I've been eating nothing but cold soba the last week.

Spent yesterday mostly gathering my sketches and what not to bring that portfolio together. Hmm. Quite a lot of material to add in. Now I just need to write up that resume and self-PR...

Yosh. Time to get employed.

I Will Always Return - Bryan Adams

I hear the wind call my name
The sound that leads me home
It sparks up the fire - a flame that still burns
To you I'll always return
I know the road is long but where you are is home
Wherever you stay - I'll find a way
I'll run like the river - I'll follow the sun
I'll fly like an eagle - to where I belong

I can't stand the distance - I can't dream alone
I can't wait to see you - Yes I'm on my way home

Now I know it's true
My every road leads to you
And in the hour of darkness
Your light gets me through

You run like the river
You shine like the sun
You fly like an eagle
Yeah you are the one
I've seen every sunset
And with all that I've learned
Oh it's to you - I will always always return

^ Means so, so much to me.

"The heart of a mother is a deep abyss at the
bottom of which you will always find forgiveness."
- Honore de Balzac (1799 - 1850)

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July 17th, 2005 (Sunday) 11:36 p.m.
Feeling : Cleanly cracked XD

Died an entire day away because of the heat. Fuck. Tomorrow, I'm not eating (eating = my body heats up), and I'm taking a bath first thing when I wake up. A COLD one.

My life seems rated G overall. No qualms. #^_^# Give me more _clean_ humor.

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July 16th, 2005 (Saturday) 11:38 p.m.
Feeling : :D

Sorry I vanished so long. ^_^ Been watching a new anime and enjoying every moment of it... *snickers* Not going to mention the name of it... no way. But Bayu-chan was so happy to hear I finally gave it a try, then BAM! A downloading - watch marathon for 3 days straight. I'm happy. The anime did help me get over the BLAH with much crack within itself. ^_^ It brings back the same sort of cheerfulness Slayers did. So, well, I was too bright and sparkly to bother blogging. ^_^

Went out with Joyce to get em plane tickets for that Hokkaidou trip, and saw Star Wars Episode III: Revenge of the Sith. Okay, so sue me, Japan only started showing it last week or something. I finally understand why so many people give it 3 thumbs up. The ending scene... Luke's aunt and uncle taking him into their arms and looking off into that sunset with some very familiar music playing in the background. That had to be the best scene for Sycia. That one just overwhelmed me completely, and now shucks, I'm wanting to watch the sequels from start all over again. HAN SOLO! *Waves a lazer gun around rabidly* Anyway, some other things I need to mention about this movie:

Opening battle: I love the 3-dimensional feel of the first galactic war. From

R2. OMFG it's a cute feisty one! XD BZZZZT!

Scene with Anakin Darth Vadar about to slaughter the 'younglings' could've been taken a lot further, me being bloody 'o sadist me, thinks a little of the massacre should have been shown. Not necessarily done shown in its full red glory, but it's a pity we didn't actually ANYTHING see past the point where that entire sequence was cut off.

Anakin Skywalker you big stupid oaf. People with half an ounce of common sense would know better than to think someone who got born with a face uglier than Jupiter melting off Callisto, someone with a scary dark big cloak + deepening tone to match the darkening situation and with lightning bolts flying off their fingertips at will (let's ignore the blaring fact he's a Sith) is a 'good' entity. Someone please give him the frying-pan treatment. Please. -_-

Fight between Obi-wan and Anakin in that lava-place. -_- Goddammit my eyes HURT. Bright moving yellow red orange, with FLASHING bright blue & white whizzing here, there EVERYWHERE , and dark figures in comparison, hopping around in the background, darkened by obvious contrast to the point I can't tell which is who... argh.

Jaja-binx., or however else his name is to be spelt. I guess George Lucas realized that mistake and simply added that little character into III for the sake of letting viewers know where it went...

Earl Jones. :D :D :D :D It feels so strange to hear him as Darth Vadar once more, but nonetheless I was thrilled.

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I'm frankly quite surprised at how entertaining and gripping such a prequel can be. After all, the audience already KNOWS what's going to happen and all in the end, yet the fact it can make me want more despite that is mysterious. Can't really pinpoint it since I'm no critic, but hey, what matters is that I enjoyed (except for wanting to wring Anakin's neck MYSELF for being so idiotic).

[/starwars_otaku]

"To acquire knowledge, one must study;
but to acquire wisdom, one must observe."
- Marilyn vos Savant

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July 15th, 2005 (Friday) 11:09 p.m.
Feeling : x_x

I'm over with my blahedness, as well as school. Class has ended, but that don't mean it's a holiday... got lots to do. Also can't wait for that Hokkaidou trip...

Time to compile a new portofilo together and all..

Also time to settle things for that final project...

Too tired, too little written here. I hope the short vacation can breathe some life back in.

Or maybe I'm feeling bogged down by the heat again.

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July 14th, 2005 (Thursday) 02:12 a.m.
Feeling : ...

Blahed as hell but anyway.

Monday. Rushing that animation group project. Stayed in school till 11pm. Ran for the last train and managed to get home.

Tuesday. Deadline met. Everyone's happy. Yay and all. Come home, cramp background painting and Bleach translating into the night and barely sleep even an hour.

Wednesday. Made it in time for background class. Bleach 40 fansub released. Got blahed.

Thursday. Still blahed. Talked to Shikibu-sensei about getting employed here and all. I like her; professional, smart, yet humble. She was extremely thrilled when telling me exactly where in the Hagaren movie credits her name was to be in. Met up with Joyce to settle that Hokkaidou trip stuff

.... blahed

Ever since I got that new alarm clock, I've not been waking up on time, an hour LATE, in fact though I do get to school on time somehow.. What the heck is up with me.

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July 10th, 2005 (Sunday) 11:07 p.m.
Feeling : : |

I swear, listening to Adiemus and staring at this picture on my desktop suddenly turns my cramped room into the vast expanse of outer space... I love Earth, she is beautiful, which is why if there's a killer asteroid heading it's way, I will be on a spaceship (given the chance) loaded with half the world's firepower aimed at the foreign object, partying and yelling "**** YOU!" to it before a big KABOOM!.

Uploaded Adiemus here~ So take a listen at it with that desktop wall for a bit. :P

Body must be far more tired than I thought... woke up at 1pm something and took a two hour nap at 5pm. >_O; And I'm still sleepy. This time I've had no food whatsoever to induce drowiness!

Want to go for that vacation badly.

And crap, also want to see movies badly. The to-watch list has gotten longer.

Random: I loved the classic series Bewitched. XD

Random #2: Do organic bodies, say, a piece of beef, decomposite if thrown into outer space? I mean, what kinda bacteria actually resides in nothingness (vacuum) waiting for a one-in-a-million food opportunity?

One of the group's best software user, Kanda-san, came to me looking distressed yesterday. Before I go on to what happened, he's the one the whole group looks up to for compositing all the cells in CoreRetas, and manages all the difficult camerawork, so everyone thinks he's a computer whiz. As did I, until yesterday. He told me the file he worked on for 3 hours to produce some special effects with, vanished. I said that's impossible, files just don't disappear, so went onto his Mac to search. After 5 1 minute I found it in the bin.
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Again, my theory on intelligence and common sense being two separate things, and that the common person in this day and age is usual stuffed with the former from school and painfully short of the other, rings through. It's like discovering a new planet to try and seek one who's got both on a high.

Trinity Blood is a horrible anime. Like all other animes with lots of pretty boys to feed the regular fangirl's ravaging imagination, the storytelling is paced slow, deary with more still shots and pans to make any critic want to rip their hair out in tired anguish. I am bored with it, and will stop getting em soon. Tsubasa Reservoir Chronicles was worse, so I dumped that one after 3 episodes. The only thing remotely amusing about Trinity Blood is Tachiki Fumihiko (doing Zaraki Kenpachi of Bleach) being a gentle character speaking politely all the way... *shivers*. Bleah...

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July 10th, 2005 (Sunday) 03:08 p.m.
Feeling : Refreshed

Joy! It's a Sunday! Just woke up, but hey I've been feeling my best in weeks. ^-^

In less than 2 days, I've revised everything and learnt more about CoreRetas and Macintosh after last fiddling with them more than 3 years ago. : ) I'm happy. And now I work a lot better with it all though I STILL hate Macs' mice and keyboards.

Joyce and I are thinking of going on a short vacation to Hokkaidou. I don't have much of a summer vacation, in fact my course manager said there WASN'T going to be one aside from the fact classes stop, but I need a short break / inspiration trip to revive me before the final project... It'll be about 5 days, and I hope all the wide open spaces help me form something good for that story.

My legs are... getting *bleep* muscular. Already my calves are big, and STEEL-hard. Now my thighs are getting muscularly shapely. *Looks at a line marking out the outer part of her Rectus Femoris* My body decided to pump nutrients to my legs after it got done with my arms? Not that I mind that much, at this point I feel like a single kick I deal can send someone's head flying 10 meters.

Said a while back that one of my classmates claims she can see ghosts. The group I hang out with is a weird bunch (well one very girly girl, Handa-san, loves Chucky and says he's cute o_O) and went 'ghost-hunting' at 9:00pm ++ one night around the school, dragging that ghost-seer to seek out hot-spots. She pointed out one toilet with a spirit (supposedly); why's it ALWAYS a toilet? Or rather why do 'spirits' love toilets so much... o_O. That particular toilet came up in a dream where Handa-san and I were hiding in it to keep away from a giant snake terrorizing the school (after which I turned into an eagle of some kind and attacked it, which also transformed into a bird). Anyway, it was 9+. The toilet is tiny, the ventilation system makes some weird low background sound. The whole place looks dim. Of course it would look creepy. Everyone was gazing in, save the girl who can see ghosts (Hotta-san) and I (was replying to Joyce over on my cellphone). Must've looked uninterested... which I am since I mostly ignore this stuff (not disregard, just ignore since there isn't much point minding it).

That Byakuya-lookalike and our other seiyuu came down for recording, but I couldn't watch (was chased off to do computer work by Miyo-san -_-). The other female seiyuu's voice resembles Kugimiya Rie's when she yells. O_O I swear she sounded like an aggressive Alphonse Elric (due to the nature of the role).

Also, I hate it when random people come up to me and request I buy stuff for them from here just because most shops don't ship internationally. This is really dumb. Here this person is in Japan waiting to get used by others as a middle person. Meh. Aside from close friends and family, I'm not buying anything for no one. Bleah.

Am getting geared up to try for animation companies. Saw a notice that SNK was employing, and though I know several people will be all wide-eyed, the gaming industry is not what I have in mind. I'm an animator. I want to tell stories.

Didn't know Joyce's classmate, M (from the Philipines) is going back home for summer and might decide to stay depending on if she can find a job. Apparently can't stand that school of theirs any longer. Then again I would've BURNED the place up had I been posted there...

And damn, glad I got outta that News Liasion position from FM-A.com. News is pouring in so much this whole month I wouldn't be able to catch up.

I truly hope everything works out fine for Aaron...

Don't know what to say to Purple-chan... except.. :/ *hugs*

Hmm... Okay, I think that's the end of my loooong entry.

"Life is one long process of getting tired."
- Samuel Butler (1835 - 1902)

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July 9th, 2005 (Saturday) 11:29 p.m.
Feeling : *Yawn*

These past 2 weeks has been quite crazy...

Been leaving school at 9pm on average and getting home at 11pm and all, completely worn out and incapable of blogging anything sensible (or speaking over the phone to Joyce, even).

And though today was a Saturday, I was in school from 9:30am to 8:00pm. Feels just like the good 'ol days again, but it have been raining heavily (brought today's high down to 23 d C. :D) and I had to walk home (this time it took me 45mins, hindered) and my pants are soaked due to some drivers sparing me no mercy, ruthlessly zipping through large puddles.

Will update later, when I don't feel this drained.

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July 7th, 2005 (Thursday) 11:05 p.m
Feeling : ... DEAD

Riiiight... x_x Not been updating at all. Exhaustion and fatigue.

Tuesday. School was a drag. Couldn't do anything much since there were only 8 computers to 10 of us. Came back, watched Bleach, flipped out happy from the new, and extremely easy-to-make-out ending song. Bleach 39. o_O Morita's voice was... so ghey as that Alter!Ichigo. So... ghey >_<;; The new ending was horribly cheerful (cute song too) and even had Byakuya in the midst of the happy theme (o_O). Radio Kon: Featured Hisagi Shuuhei with Kon saying, "What's that 69 mean?" I really don't think he / Kubo Taito would want to know... >_O; A new advertisement for the Bleach PS2 game that featured Ichigo AND Byakuya (up until now it's been Ichigo and Renji) fighting slongside. o_O That was just weird. I know what happened in the manga, but still... o_O XD Hanatarou bullying Ichigo. Lemme flip at just THAT happening between Miyata Kouki and Morita Masakazu over the Bleach radio programme airing. Though looking at Miyata's photograph... o_O one would never expect such a guy to possess a voice like THAT. Renji's image song played (Standing to Defend You) and eh. >_< My windows... my glasses... all shattered.

Hadn't slept on Monday so I was pretty much dead while translating the first half of Bleach 39. Took a 1-hour nap but woke up finding my body extended it to 3, panicked and managed tp get the rest of the episode translated before the 2nd half's timer came on. Didn't sleep, just stayed on, and went to school. For that reason, my whole Wednesday was spent with a zombie body.

Thursday, today. Still tired. Woke up, read the latest chapter of the Bleach manga that blasted a hole right through my head and left me WTFing for the rest of the day till now. After my usual animation class, went to the main building to look for Miyo-san. Couldn't find her so head to the post office to send Joyce some brocheurs. A list of exercise I did:

Heading to main building: flight of steps (height of 6 storeys)
5th building: climbing up 5 storeys
4th building: climbing up another 5 storeys
Heading to main building again: steps height of 6 storeys
** Left something in 4th building >_<**
4th building: climbing up that 5 storeys AGAIN
Heading to main building once more: steps height of 6 storeys

And on top of that I had to walk home (30 minutes from train station). I didn't include all the walking to and fro between buildings. -_-

So all in all. Sycia is extremely tired. Or at least her feet are. I'm still suffering from fatigue but my mind seems to be running on air for fuel at the moment, though dangerously close to completely shutting down. Still have more to blog but I should go bathe then sleep.

Ah yes, and that Byakuya-lookalike came down to school today for his recording session (seiyuu stuff).

~ ~ ~ ~ painting the skies with each wingbeat ~ ~ ~ ~

July 4th, 2005 (Monday) 07:38 p.m.
Feeling : : |

It's not been a good day.

First off, I didn't sleep. Blame that stupid 4 hour nap I slipped into on Sunday afternoon. Hence for all of today, I am exhausted.

2, my mp3 player's remote console decided to throw a tantrum. Well, more like the wire that leads to it has some connection problems. Will have to send it in for servicing and blah blah eh.

3, I'm getting broke.

The better stuff that happened:

Talked to Lil Bro last night and managed to get him snapping pictures of the new house and all the other family members. : ) Yay~~~ Felt all warm and fuzzy. At the same time it did become apparent how pathetic my family's situation has gotten.

And finally got that 40GB portable hard drive. Works fine, SWELL on the computer. <3

I should go to bed early...

~ ~ ~ ~ painting the skies with each wingbeat ~ ~ ~ ~

July 2nd, 2005 (Saturday) 11:31 p.m.
Feeling : o_O Wasted

Full view 923 x 393

Mr & Mrs Smith's got an absolutely funny story, but I have the feeling it's executed bad. All for the action, not for the sexuality in there. One scene from the teaser trailer just yelled 'TRUE LIES' because of that tango music and such. o_O

... I need to see True Lies again. :D That was such a cute show.

Also going to get a portable hard drive on Tuesday. Seeing one of my seniors using it then going to the stores and finding the exact same model supports bith Windows and Mac added the plus points.

~ ~ ~ ~ painting the skies with each wingbeat ~ ~ ~ ~

July 1st, 2005 (Friday) 11:23 p.m..
Feeling : Warm

Hmmm... I don't know why I hadn't updated yesterday. Perhaps I was too sleepy?

Been feeling in an exceptionally good mood of late. ^_^ Simply put, I feel immortal.

Takano-san asked me about them groups issue. Said I was going completely alone. Seems that she told some she'd quit school if no group lets her in. That's a fine outlook on things.

Got a new alarm clock with the snooze function (bleah the thing cost me 3300++ yen!). Also considering getting a USB thumb drive (2GB) but I have to find out if the Macs in school support such things. It's ridiculous burning a new CD each time I want to transfer files (no matter what amount) between school and home, but even worse if I get that USB thing and it don't work on the Macs.

Been getting up later the whole week. -_-; Eh.

Also have to look out for my lecturer's name in the FMA movie credits under ley-animators. : ) :D She looked awfully happy I inquired...

~ ~ ~ ~ painting the skies with each wingbeat ~ ~ ~ ~