B l a c k F e a t h e r s , v 4 .1
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June 29th, 2005 (Wednesday) 11:29 p.m.
Feeling : : )

: ) My mommy did it right. I'm much happier than the average Joe, I guess (ignore my current beef with the ridiculous weather).

Bah. Even J needed to use the air-conditioning. I wonder how long I can last without one.

It's FINALLY cooler. After translating Bleach 38 (because of certain specific terms that I somehow couldn't turn into un-ridiculous English, I was left rather stumped and headached), slept. Apparently it rained while I rest my extremely tired form. And when I woke at 10:30am, I had thought it was a Friday, when my class starts at 9:20am. Almost panicked, then almost decided not to go to school since there wasn't any point looking at the time, and at last realized it's a Wednesday (class starts at 1:30pm). The day is just too perfect. 29 degrees at most and cloudy, and the wind that blew was actually cooling for a change (for the past week the wind has been frigg'in hot). Hence, today I can blog somewhat sane.

Yesterday the Yamanote train line was delayed because of some accident. Most probably some idiot who flung himself onto the tracks like so many others. Bleah. Wanna die? Do it somewhere else where 2 million people won't be held waiting in 36 degrees weather just because you don't like life any longer. I did find out that the families of those who throw themselves onto the tracks have to pay compensation money to the train companies for the inconvenience caused. How amusing...

Well most of the Japanese classmates I mix with most don't like Takano-san... the latter is head-strong and rather insistent on her ideas and all, a rather rare type in this society. Final animation project is coming up and most are grouping to do it (I'm going alone for this...). This school doesn't teach too much, so it's quite impossible for most to try this alone. Hence Takano-san wishes to enter a group, Miyo-san's group for this. Unfortunately, Takano-san's rather infamous among well... just about everyone. Ostracized, but Japanese have this nasty habit of being completely hypocritical about the whole thing in her face. I don't have anything against Takano-san, but I did tell Yano-san (and the rest of the group intending to go under Miyo-san) to turn Takano-san down directly and not beat about the damn bush like Japanese are so good at doing. There's simply no point in being vague about it, and best to set things straight now rather than regret later. I really wonder if they can manage that.

This article on Internet Slang proved a very interesting read. Especially for someone who's been using the internet since 1990, chatting since '93... Leet speak too. Hehe.

Something else from a member of the FM-A forums...

"Sycia: Now that I think about it, you're quiet a special FMA lover, since you like Envy and Ed equally, and most Ed lovers hate palm-trees(like me), and most Envy lovers hate Ed( like a certain idiot that posted something really stupid in the wrong LJ comm, I mean it, and it's not someone you know), and I've only saw one who likes Ed and Envy equally and not pairing them together. And that's you."

o_O Pairing those 2 up would mean rendering them completely out of character just to satisfy a silly fantasy. No thanks. I was torn between sides while watching episode 50 though... ;_; Envy... I hope he makes a real appearance in the movie at least once.

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June 28th, 2005 (Tuesday) 09:10 p.m.
Feeling : >______<+

Someone shoot me. Just SHOOT me. I'd be better off than baking in the gigantic oven called TOKYO. It's so fuck'in HOT here because everything's bloody CEMENT that just bounces the heat of the sun around 509278965 times in a single day. It was 36 degrees C. Begining of summer and it's 36 flipp'in degrees. WHERE IS MY RAIN!?!? I DON'T CARE HOW MUCH TROUBLE IT BRINGS JUST GIMME RAIN! OR SNOW! OR HAIL! OR FROZEN FISH! WHATEVER! OR JUST SHOOT ME! OR GIMME A LARGE FRIDGE TO LIVE IN! OR SEND ME TO THE ARCTIC! AAAAARRRRRGGGGGGHHHH!*)!&(%*!(*&!%^ *Slams head into wall*

Translating wordy Bleach 38 couldn't have come at a better time. The nights have been close to 30 degrees the past frigg'in week, so to hell with sleep. *Kicks a random bucket* I've now got a flipp'in headache from it all.

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June 28th, 2005 (Tuesday) 02:01 a.m.
Feeling : x_X

Oops, more to mention. Yano-san practically FLEW across to the other side of the large classroom when Yumiko-chan opened the power-control panel and found a dead cockroach within. o_O What's so scary about a dead cockroach? Yumiko-chan and I were trying to dump the thing into a dustbin, but all the other girls around freaked out and we had to stop. o_O My phobia of jellyfish isn't THIS bad...

And after this project, our group's going for a karaoke session to celebrate the end of it. Hmm. Camera. I won't sing. XD Hate karaoke in fact. But kinda looking forward to it (plus points for the fact that only a couple of people smoke in our group and practically everyone else hates second-hand smoke so we'll probably get those non-smoking rooms).

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June 27th, 2005 (Monday) 11:41 p.m.
Feeling : Tired

t's been an interesting day. Though it's been insanely humid and warm, I have managed to regain my original self amidst the bad effects of summer blues and stress of upcoming group animation deadlines. My apologies to whoever I snapped at and all. -_- And a finger to anyone who thinks 'PMS'. It's just the bloody heat. If you'd like to argue that this is somehow connected to hormone inbalance, do email.

Woke up an hour late, but I usually get up super early for school, so managed to make it in time. Damn air-conditioning wasn't working and the classroom felt more a sauna.

Was asked to help out with another difficult cut. Ah well. For some unknown reason I was feeling in an especially good mood while animating it all the way. Hell, I even talked to Won-san (thinking back on it, why the hell did I do that?!) and asked casually how many cuts he had left to do. He seems to have trouble with one particular last one and I think I might have to help him tomorrow (can't be helped, the animation components involved are overwhelming). He smiled, Sycia freaked out mentally.

Al;so found out that the Byakuya-lookalike seiyuu is coming over again for another recording session as the other seiyuu we hired couldn't make it the other day. Upon inquiring if we'd take pictures just to commemorate the recording when it's done and over with (well, I have to find some excuse to snag a picture for Val...), the rest of the group was kinda weirded out and admitted to Japanese not being so friendly and open, and at the same time were somewhat envious with the air of warmth I seemed to be extruding at the time of the question. Sorry Val, looks like you won't get to see him. : | I'll bring my camera along that day JUST in case anyway, since he is a pleasantly friendly chap (much more than the regular Japanese).

Also, for some reason we landed up with a sorta foreign exchange sort of theme, me remarking on the difference in cultures (Japan & the rest of the world in general). Then somehow the subject turned to armwrestling, after which I best everyone else flat (well 3 people VS me ended with a tie when the table kinda tilted too much to Hotta-san's weight since she WAS forcing her weight, with Yumiko-chan's and Yano-san's arms, against my single right arm o_O). Classmates seem intent on getting one of the male teachers to try beating me. o_O Okay. But I won't hold back this time. Then the subject took a turn and I ended up sharing a portion of my life with them (... why did I do that?). The fun days beating up guys. : ) They had a hard time swallowing that I did that simply because I was (and still am) bored of everyday nothingness. Fighting gives adrenaline rushes, so... yeah. Not that the guys and I harbored any real hate, but it was fun. ^^ I got that part of my life compared to Dragonball and Street Fighter. o_O

Also heard that Hotta-san claims she can see ghosts. This should be interesting...

... I need to catch Batman Begins...

Trinity Blood... Abel's serious mode cracks me up. I can't take this anime the way it should be with all these weird hairdos!!!... XD

*Kicks climate for being an ass* I need to move into one of those restaurant freezers...... Or have my immediate surroundings rendered cold spots wherever I go. >_<

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June 26th, 2005 (Sunday) 11:49 p.m.
Feeling : ...

Just met Abdul... why does he keep asking me for my phone number everytime we bump into each other? o_O Not like he does anything with it even...

A whole Sunday spent animating. Yay...

Monday will bring more wonders on the extent and unendlessness to classmates' stupidity.

You are elegant, withdrawn, and brilliant. Your mind is a weapon, able to solve any puzzle. You are also great at poking holes in arguments and common beliefs. For you, comfort and calm are very important. You tend to thrive on your own and shrug off most affection. You prefer to protect your emotions and stay strong.

Hmm. Quite right.

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June 26th, 2005 (Sunday) 02:12 p.m.
Feeling : <3

Oh yes, I forgot to add...

Saturday, went down to the teacher's staff room to get something cleared up and witnessed two of my lecturers engaged in a lightsaber duel, complete with sound (they'd been using those toy ones that come with sound when you swing then about or strike something).

... I love this school. XD

"Insanity-- a perfectly rational adjustment to an insane world."
- R. D. Lang (1927 - 1989)

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June 26th, 2005 (Sunday) 01:01 p.m.
Feeling : Hmph.

Entry I wanted to type yesterday wbut was too tired.

A Saturday wasted at school. *Sigh* Then again, I did get to enjoy the air-conditioning during the hottest day this year yet. =_= And being shoved the toughest animation scenes was somewhat good experience (no, I am not mad, I virutally rejoiced the coming of it all by flipping 3 times over). I don't know if they were trying to make me feel less crappy at being thrown the extra work and suddenly having to take up the job as director (because the group leader, Miyo-san really eh, knows .... little about animation technicals), but my group members were 'marvelling' at my skills and calling me a 'pro'.

And also, Miyo-san, if you want me to help you with animation scenes, I need to have the PROPER frame numbering and ALL the keyframes. -_- No time-sheet is stupid too. *Flails arms in air exasperated* And I refuse to skip class on Monday just because everyone was lazing around chatting happily though the deadline's close by.

Yumiko-chan was being all intrigued by the 'middle finger'. o_O She was going around showing it quite... happily (even doing the action). She knew it was a sign that sparks off aggression, but obviously wasn't aware of the original meaning. o_o I was surprised at what she was doing (she's not the type to swear), so... enlightened her and she was utterly shocked and disgusted at herself for doing it all the while (lol)

Also, I think the techers get a kick outta calling my name... o_O They don't really remember anyone else's name unless the student talks to them alot (which I don't), but they do find the opportunity to call me. Probably enjoy saying an English name. : | I hate my given name.

Ah huh... I just got forwarded somewhat offensive, perverted mail from my Mom. *weirds out*

AND IT'S TOO HOT TODAY. Where are my typhoons!

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June 25th, 2005 (Saturday) 11:58 p.m.
Feeling : .... ha ha ha.,...

SHEEP. The bloody lot of them. SHEEP. Nothing but mindless pawns following an equally mindless 'leader'. SHEEP. All of them.

I want mutton curry.

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June 24th, 2005 (Friday) 11:48 p.m.
Feeling : Tired as *bleep*

I had been so tired this morning (only slept 2 hours), that the moment I got on the bicycle, I was already dozing off. It took a violent collision into a cement wall and a good bump / graze on my left arm and shoulder to actually get me awake again. Now the metal basket on the front of me bike's bent. *laughs at own silliness*

Fridays, tiring. But the class finally gathers together and we can ask around on how everyone's doing (work-wise). After a somewhat eh layout class (during which I was able to draw some human character out with ease, but was told to do cuter stuffs later hah), got down to work on that scene I volunteered to animate (out of frustration at a particular 'Miss Princess'); a character running into the background diagonal, with perspective. Managed to rush it out within 3 hours. Portfolio carrier's stopper snapped off while I tried to leave the building. Ah well...

Star Wars episode I. Naraku's voice for Obiwan Kenobi. *Flips out* Well... doesn't beat Ishida Akira as Luke Skywalker... *convulses*

Tomorrow... 32 degrees.... kill me. Just kill me. It's not so much the heat I mind but the ghey humidity.

Tomorrow... another full day of animation in school though it'll be a Saturday. Can't do a thing at home with this heat anyway. Might as well leech off the great air-conditioning in school.

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June 23rd, 2005 (Thursday) 11:15 p.m.
Feeling : Dotted

Blog time!

Just got back from school not too long ago.

Morning was my usual animation class. After that, helping out with finishing the animation stuff. So grateful to Yano-san, who took it upon herself to clean up everyone's work. With her to take care of that, I can quickly animate scenes. Rushed throught 2 slow-motion ones (meh, the death of me) and finished up a few other people's (parts they didn't know how to animate), and also got busied with acting like the director since everyone knew... little about animatin technicals (... the school leaves out a LOT, I'm glad I have experience).

And Miss Princess has done it again. She had a scene she didn't know how to do, though I insist that if she actually bothered trying, she would find a way. Asked me the other day how to get it done. I explained. And right after that she blatantly went, "Please do it for me! ^_^" .... *picks up the school building and swings at stupid girl* And today she did the same to I-san. I hate this sort of attitude. ESPECIALLY from girls. God fuck'in dammit I want to stab whatever bitch tries that on me. Expecting people to do things for you just like that, as if we owe them something for nothing. Sticking a lightsaber through the abdomen would be great too. I tried to explain (AGAIN), but met with puzzled faces and a leering silence, gave a disgruntled, exasperated mumble going something along the lines of , "Bah, I'll do it." while throwing my hands up into the air. For some reason my forced decision (made purely out of irritation) invoked a round of applause from the rest of the group members, who remarked on how much time and patience I have for it. Meh.

Oh yes. Be careful of what you wish for. I posted yesterday that I saw this Aizen-lookalike person on the train, yes? And I also said, "I'll be sure to nab a photograph of any Byakuya look-alike just to make fangirls online hyper.". Well I saw a Byakuya lookalike this evening, and though I DID have my camera with me, I didn't want to scare him off since he was our seiyuu for the group animation. Well the guy didn't have the built (he's rather small), nor the attitude, but he REALLY looked like that character. O_O I was flipping off in my head, until he spoke to me. XD He's too friendly and bright for Byakuya, but ah well. One thing's for sure, he (lol, I didn't even ask his name, how rude) has the right attitude for a celebrity. Humble, bright and cheerful. Alter!Byakuya at age 15 maybe.... Oh well. Sorry Val, no pictures... ^_^;;;;;;;;;; Can't afford to frighten off our seiyuu.

Stayed till 9pm. Then left with I-san. I wonder if my classmates are going to start speculating that we're dating or something, seeing as to how the locals world finds it so difficult to accept the idea of a male and female just being on good respectful terms of accquaintence-level. Whatever. Let fools be fools. I'm amused by I-san's description of Won-san. XD

After talking to I-san much on the train, well Korean seems an interesting other language to take up. But it may be a tad too easy.

Looks like I'll have to go down to school for work on Saturday too...

Guess I'll go catch Batman Begins one of these days. Why's it open before Star Wars ep III anyway...

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June 22nd, 2005 (Wednesday) 10:18 p.m.
Feeling : Dotted

Also, I must take up another language. Russian or Latin. Gaelic or Welsh. Portuguese or Italian. I don't care. This whole "I'M GONNA LEARN JAPANESE CUS I LIKE ANIME" thing taking earth by storm is getting monotonous, and seriously lame. I want to post entries in my journal in another language so hardly anyone else will figure out what the hell I wrote. I should come up with a personal code.

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June 22nd, 2005 (Wednesday) 09:53 p.m.
Feeling : ... tired

Saw an Aizen look-alike on the train yesterday. Man in his late twenties with similiar glasses reading a book, standing up next diagonally next to me (sitting). I was freaked. Half expected him to drop the book, take them glasses off, crush them then get beamed up into the sky (which wouldn't be bad to watch if you're not right next to the guy). I'll be sure to nab a photograph of any Byakuya look-alike just to make fangirls online hyper.

Was standing at the busstop this afternoon. It had been raining cats and dogs. Some damn car and its insane driver sped by and upset an entire puddle up onto me. At least the water was... somewhat clean.

Disgruntlement quickly cured by a steak lunch.

But for some reason I am exhausted. Physically. Why? The translation of Bleach 37 had been quick. I had 4 hours worth of sleep (okay, still little but that's way more than what I get on an average Tuesday).

And the humidity is killing me. Maybe that's why I'm so tired. I wonder how I will be able to survive.

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June 21st, 2005 (Tuesday) 08:50 p.m.
Feeling : -_- Dotted

I'm not sure if I should feel offended, but I AM OFFENDED. Just received a message from someone who came to know that I live in Tokyo, asking me if I wanted English lessons. Messages as follows below (random Japanese words in-between changed to English):

Person:
hello, I know you are in japan, which part of it do you
live in? i will be going to Saitama prefecture to get
married to my gf, if you live close to there, i would love
to give you free english lessons

Sycia: (trying to suppress her sarcasam)
Erm.... wha..? Yes I live near Saitama. It's just above
Tokyo, but... o_O I don't need any English lessons... is
my command of the language so bad? Most of what you see in
the fansubs are my sentences....

Person:
i wasn't saying it was, i was just offering my services as a teacher

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P(!@&*%(!*&^)(*!^&()!*)(^&)(@^&(&@^(%*#^@*%^@(*^!!!!!

So I do make the occasional typos and stuff, but do I frigg'in hell LOOK like I need English lessons or a flipping happy English TEACHER??! Are the sentences I set for the fansubs so crappily incoherent that I can seed 11000% ++ of last week's?! Are my posts in the forums so wonderfully garbled that prompted you to send me such a private message?

Obviously, this person knows the extent of how bad the regular Japanese can be at English. Unfortunately, he stereotyped me, a resident of Japan, to be one of them. I'm pissed because I've been judged too quick; I don't believe he would've sent me this if he saw my posts and actually BOTHERED reading. Oh wait. Or is he just trying to express his superiority over my assumed lack of understanding for this language I type in. My mother would be so amused by this (she's my best English teacher).

I may be over-reacting, but I'm sure you would too if someone suddenly comes up to you and offers advice on a language you've spoken most of your life (the rest of it being the one and a half years you spent crawling around, sucking milk). Nitpicky raving hereon but why the fuck, would I want a teacher who doesn't even make use of capitals at the start of a sentence, nor fullstops at the end.

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Woke up with a headache. Peachy start to the day. Animated a full scene in school and was complimented by the rest of the group (leader saying that mine was indeed different from the rest). I hadn't a chance to animate anything before I'd be pushed the job of background painting, so this scene was my first. Ah huh.... I thought it was a pretty normal thing I did (perhaps using one's imagination and brains is a novelty?)

Will be very busy during the next 2 - 3 weeks. *Sigh*

Hubby kills wife, eats her flesh, dies. Judgement by karma?

Crucified nun dies in 'exorcism'. Ah huuuuuh.

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June 20th, 2005 (Monday) 10:12 p.m.
Feeling : RARGH

Was talking to Joyce over the phone at 1:25am last night when a 5-something earthquake hit Chiba. I got it point 3, but I could already feel the ground rumbling before the real shaking began.

School... alright.

Tried to come back and do my work but am having slight vertigo after a short nap. I will sleep soon.

Finally went to school to scan this B4-sized sketch:

Full view 903x646

I arrive at the beginning,
Earth is born.
Seas flood in.
Life creeps up.
I walk through time
Mountains erupt red.
Forests flourish lush.
Animals walk alongside.

I stride forward.
Darkness overcomes.
I stop in time.
Mountains cleared flat.
Forests stripped bare.
Animals vanished forever.

I gaze into the present.
Earth is defiled.
Earth is raped.
Earth is murdered.

I can walk no further.
I cease with her into the past.

Only colorpencils used. Limited range of colors:
Pink, baby blue, red, blue & green.

Drew it while waiting for someone, inspired (or more like depressed) by Tokyo's cityscape. This expression. This face, is pretty much how I feel everyday.

Was just meant to be a quick sketch, but that particular person who had absolutely no sense of punctuality made me wait an hour, so that is what I landed up with.

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June 19th, 2005 (Sunday) 08:56 p.m.
Feeling : Wasted

Val SO made my day. Or night. WHICHEVER! *glomps* Got hyped so much I stayed up the whole night trying to draw a male character (eh, still not quite there yet though). ^_^

Hmmm... list of movies to watch...

- Batman Begins
- Hitchhiker's Guide to the Galaxy
- Star Wars ep. III: Revenge of the Sith

In particular, Hitchhier's Guide to the Galaxy because it looks a good laugh. : ) I <3 British sarcasm. The other two I want to see since everyone claims they're the best of their series. Need to find out with my own eyes (Though I thought Batman Forever was pretty good)... Wait. Is HitchHiker's even coming to Japan... -_-

And suddenly I find myself talking to rather famous names in anime's English fandom. *Scratches head, puzzled*

Sycia recalls the weirdest things in the shower. Some time back I had ordered the Gamers Heaven drama CD. Knew a good lot of the seiyuus in there but among those I didn't recognize the name or voice of, I didn't really bother searching up. Then just now while taking a bath, the voice of Lost Soul kept nagging in my head and I could, miraculously, place it to the name character of Peacemaker Kurogane. I can't even recall the name of that red-haired kid in there (shows you how much I adored the show) but how the heck I could remember the voice (haven't heard it in months) and suddenly piece it with another role the seiyuu did is a mystery. Of course, after coming out of the bath I got online to check if what my crazy head mucked up was true, and yes. It was. o__________O

Also, fanart thieves deserve to DIE. Stealing from great fanartists, Japanese or Inuit or whatever, and claiming the fanart is yours. Bah. Disgusting. Deserves a permanent ban from whatever board.

And speaking of Inuit, I had a dream the day before yesterday about my family living within a cosy igloo, but it was rather spacious and warm on the inside. o_O My bed (or more like cramped personal space) was suspended 2 meters off the floor. Hehehe rather cute home. ^_^

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June 18th, 2005 (Saturday) 08:35 p.m.
Feeling : Annoyed at self

Sis I demand you either sleep or go see a doctor this INSTANT.

Mmmkay. My feet have been aching the good part of the week. I can't remember why but it feels like I was walking too much. I have? Don't remember.

Woke up with my lower back aching. Eh. Darn. Got the last of them backgrounds to do, and some animation.

Hmmm thinking about it, going back to my home country for vacations isn't bad at all. I get to catch up with people I wouldn't ordinarily contact if I stayed there, and I get treated like... well, a guest even at home (lol).

EDIT:
Darn it, if I could just focus. Everytime after eating lunch or dinner I just feel sleepy. Damn lion in me. >_< *looks at homework after a 3 hour nap* ARGH. Me SLOTH. >_<

And goddammit I wish I had a credit card to do online transactions. I have to have one just to get some cash into Paypal in the first place, so it sucks not being able to get what I want though I'm not short on cash.

Dried shiitake is gooooood.

"When I hear somebody sigh, 'Life is hard,' I am
always tempted to ask, 'Compared to what?'"
- Sydney J. Harris

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June 17th, 2005 (Friday) 11:22 p.m.
Feeling : Tired

Fridays are always tiring.

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June 16th, 2005 (Thursday) 09:26 p.m.
Feeling : Lazy yet contemplative

I still want a BUFFU body like Kenpachi. : |

Today's class was fine. I was rushing to roughly get actions out within the short 3 hours toiling. I'll clean em lines up at home.

Met Yumi-san at the station on my way back, and we talked quite a bit. She's as energetic as ever. Absence makes the heart grow fonder. Or less irritable in this case. I could actually talk to her all the while without getting annoyed like I did during my first year in Japan. Now that I think of it, why was I so ticked off by her? *Forgotten* I speculate it was because she's so girly. Then again, that's a girl being purely normal so I shouldn't have brushed her aside back then. Now that was mean. It's a good thing she didn't notice then (or did I just hide my pissiness that well?). She is a nice girl, just... normal. I have to stop being so critical about sheep people. Anyway, we talked some. She's an aspiring manga artist, I'm for anime (well actually, I wouldn't mind drawing manga too, any visual medium to tell my stories). A little surprised that someone who seems to like chatting (not in a bad sense!) so much isn't lonely staying by herself.

-_-; Procrastination is very very very bad.

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time one finds to do it in. One yawns, one procrastinates, one
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June 15th, 2005 (Wednesday) 09:06 p.m.
Feeling : “_“_“_�c

Er... can't really recall what's been happening, but I'll try my best.

Monday... hmm... School... then rushing the backgrounds of that group project to meet the deadline on Tuesday. In the end I only slept 2 hours.
Tuesday I was still feeling fine, aside from KOing during the entire lunchbreak on the table Zzzing off. Came back home, did more background homework while waiting for the raw of Bleach 36 to come out, spent about 4 hours translating, editing and checking my own translations, and continued with my background homework.

Wednesday. Rushed off to school at 11:15am after scrambling to finish that piece of background homework after translation. Note. I did NOT sleep a wink. In the last 60+ hours I've only slept 3 hours. Can't even blog properly. I'll sleep early tonight. x_X

Zaraki Kenpachi is growing on me. MEIN GOTT I WANNA BUFFU BODY LIEK EM!!!!!!

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June 13th, 2005 (Monday) 03:14 a.m.
Feeling : Refreshed and cool ^_____^

Here I am. 3:15am in the morning. Wide awake though I barely slept. Maybe it's cos I just got out from a COLD shower refreshed. I will sleep soon. I will sleep soon. I will sleep soon.

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June 12th, 2005 (Sunday) 11:03 p.m.
Feeling : Cranky.

Enter INSOMNIA.

God damn stupid Tokyo and it's 100% humidity summers.It's a bloody annual nightmare. The year before last might've been cooler, and yester-year might have had the horrible rainy season whisked away, but BOTH years it's been unbelievably humid (a regular thing though, in summer). I'll have to work on that stupid part this year. GRAH. It's so *BLEEP* humid I can't eat (because my body heats up after that), can't do my work (panting, perspiration etc), and worst of all... what causes me the most RARGH is that I can't fuck'in SLEEP. Last year I had insomnia most of the summer, this year ain't looking much better either. I have a feeling I'll be break last year's record of having my eyebags spotted at 10 meters away (by a security guard).

Must... keep... playing... happy... songs... to... keep... sane.

YES I AM CRANKY.
NO IT'S NOT PMS YOU STUPID FOOs!
IT'S CALLED SUMMER BLUES.

I'm glad I didn't have to go out with that cousin's family (well, her fault for not calling last night) today. But I haven't done ANYTHING this weekend. -_- Yay me. Bathing with the coldest water the shower can dispense only cools my body down for like half an hour before my warm, or rather hot-bloodedness kicks into full effect once more. This is a great way to keep warm in winter (in fact I'm famous for walking around with summer wear during the heart of winter), but it plain SUCKS in summer. I need to find a way to stop this inbuilt central heating system before I start melting.

And hurray. Summer is JUST starting.

My personal villa, in the future, will be a cosy igloo in the Arctic so I can sleep on ice and won't have to suffer god-knows how many nights tossing about in frustration from the heat.. I will then change my citizenship to say 'Inuit'. Rah. Give me an icy grave too.

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June 11th, 2005 (Saturday) 02:46 p.m.
Feeling : Relatively content

Having exhaustion bouts for no apparent reason is bleah (or maybe I just can't recall what caused em -_-). Yesterday had been one of them. Then again, Fridays I always find tiresome, but never to the point I had to take a nap upon coming home at night?! A typhoon was sweeping over Japan, Tokyo yesterday. Rained pretty badly and traffic was slow. Darn bus took half an hour to come. -_-

Also am grrrred at the fact I get sleepy after lunch. I like napping, but not when I have work to do meh. And it messes up my body clock (not that I mind, but society isn't nocturnal). That's it. No more damned lunches for me on weekends. -_- I've got better things to do with my time. Wait, make that weekdays too. I don't like falling asleep in class.

Or maybe it was that video camera incident that caused my exhaustion

Also resigned from translating stuff on FM-A.com. Though the administrator did said I could keep my rank and post news whenever I feel like, I highly doubt I will any longer aside from the Hagaren movie summary promised. Phew. That's some time freed up. Besides, felt the LiveJournal community was enough for catering to news updates already (though short of translators and too fast moving).

[RANT]
MSN messenger sucks. I do not understand why people even use it aside from 'going with the crowd'. Stupid thing doesn't have an invisible mode you can actually DO anything with (I KNOW there's an offline mode but you can't send a pea-sized PM to anyone), so you're forced to speak with 12 people from your list of god knows how many people, simutaneously, so BLEAH. Hate the stupid program, hate the fact people you don't even know can just add your email address in and just blatantly 'add' you into their database. Bloody intrusive thing. If not for the fact my fellow fansubbers used that for communication I wouldn't have been forced to install this offensive program on my computer. ICQ may be buggy, but I don't get overwhelmed by flashing windows. Feh. Pity though. So few use it now (I still do not understand why people use MSN Messenger aka flippy-happeih programuh).
[/RANT]

One more thing to add. Some frikk'in people on the web should be bitchslapped. North America is not the whole world. U.S English is NOT the only kind that exists on Earth. Walmart or whatever doesn't exist everywhere on this planet so don't expect everyone to know about it. Whatever is avaliable in the U.S does NOT necessary exist in other countries. Ah. So much better. I still want to bitchslap some though. With my stink'in shoes. Idiots should get out of their well once and a well and try learning the fact Singapore is NOT PART OF CHINA for a bleed'in change too (not patriotic but this is ridiculous. What century are these morons living in?!)

Meh. I'm glad I have this Pitas account.

"When they discover the center of the universe, a lot of
people will be disappointed to discover they are not it."
- Bernard Bailey

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June 9th, 2005 (Thursday) 09:35 p.m.
Feeling : : |

X_X <-- expression on Sycia's face for the last 2 days.

First off, translating Bleach 35 was hell. Even though I had slept a good 9 hours the day before, I was falling asleep while translating at only 12am in the morning. -_- WHY?! I took a bleed'in hour to translate the last 8 minutes of speech even DUH (nodding off to sleep, waking, nodding off, waking etc). Anyway, I was done early, so I had ample rest before heading off to class. I had to meet up with my eldest cousin and her family for dinner so ended up waiting at the 20th storey reception of her hotel an hour, drawing something (nice?) outta boredom with passerbys staring all the way. Haven't completed it but I will post it when done. My cousin and her kids were late (usual thing for that family) but then again, she got messed up around the wondering train's naming system. Express. Semi-express. Limited-express and blah blah (I hate it; just take the trains that stop every stop for simplicity's sake, and they're the least crowded.)

Dinner was okay, but I hate her kids. Double the spite for the boy. Flithy, noisy, STUPID and such. At best I was smiling and trying to ignore them. At worst? A vein threatened to pop to spurt red all over the damn place everytime they screamed or bratted out. My cousin did get me a something from Hakone though (she stayed at that traditional inn there). Black eggs. Er, they're originally ordinary eggs with white shells but turn black outside only when left in one of those hot springs to boil. By local tradition each egg is supposed to lengthen your life by 7 years. I received 6. o_O I don't intend to live so long, but I like egg. :P~ (We left their hotel so late I was worried all the restaurants were going to be close, though thankfully they weren't. Cousin bombared me with adult-talk about family problems (meh... it's getting bad to worse) and tried to video-cam me for my mom. I hate cameras. I hate VIDEO cameras even more. And what do you know. When she brought out her cam, the thing wouldn't play. Opened it up to find the tape's ribbon eaten. : ) Her husband was trying hard to fix it (DVtape) so I lent him my long eraser (those you feed into a long pen-like thingie) and he rolled the ribbons back in. However all their filmed stuff of Disneyland (of the kids) was all gone. Cousin was going, "Oh my god..." I don't see what's the big deal. Holidays are to be experienced. Who cares about filming em down. Anyway, she had a spare (DAMMIT) and did manage to film my hand covering the camera some. Tried some lame trick of saying, "It's not filming" when the red record light was in plain view (duh I took filming classes) : ) May that tape get eaten too (this is how much Sycia HATES being shot on film). Slapped her with the truth of Japan's society and why I hate it, etc etc. She managed to get some still shots of me down on camera (I don't mind it as much as a VIDEO camera. RAH) and she's trying to get me out this Sunday to Harajuku + Meiji Shrine. ARGH WHY Harajuku on a weekend?! It's so *BLEEEP BLEEP BLEEEEEEP* crowded and noisy. -_- Left Shinjuku at nearly midnight, the latest I've ever really been out, and the streets are littered with homeless people, drunk salaryman aka idiots, etc. What a horrendous sight. Feh. Trains with sake-reeking salarymen sprawled all across 4 spaces worth of seats, random drunk men suddenly falling over for no apparent reason, pathetic. Says something about the culture heh.

Slept at about 3:30am, exhausted and feet aching. Then woke today at 9am -_-; AGAIN, I had switched off my alarm clocks WHILE sleeping though I have to walk abit to em. -_- I hate myself for doing this. Reached school at around 10:15am meh. I really have to get that new, insanely loud alarm clock.

Lastly, the team released the episode much faster than I expected, but for some reason the video quality is eh this time. No offence to our raw provider & encoder but yeah...

*Munches on one of those black eggs~*

"Familiarity breeds contempt -- and children."
- Mark Twain [b. Samuel Langhorne Clemens] (1835 - 1910)

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June 7th, 2005 (Tuesday) 10:08 p.m.
Feeling : Busy

School was... okay. I mean, yeah, we only have 2 weeks left to finish the damn animation project and not even half of the keyframes have been completed and sill my group members chat and act merry without paying much heed to the deadline while a few of us rush our backgrounds in secluded corners. Yeah. Life is so good when working with such dilligent people.

Nothing much happened in Bleach 35, but the art this episode was nice. Also liked the few little segments on Hanatarou added in (eh, he dreams weird things?) though it does somewhat ignore what Kubo Taito wrote. No biggie though. It's not so wordy this time so translating will be a breeze. ^_^

Why the heck am I looking up payment methods to Livejournal.com. I don't even use the stuff much. Damn their evil tactics of offering 100 user pictures to lure in customers (though I don't see how anyone can actually use 100?!) Thank god I don't have any real way of making a payment to em so that's a US$150 saved.

Weee raw of Bleach 35 out early. *Cracks knuckles* Time to work.

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

June 6th, 2005 (Monday) 10:12 p.m.
Feeling : Exhausted

Damn. Livejournal's finally having one of those permanent account sales soon for 24 hours. I bet a lot of people are going to be jump at this chance to finally get one. Go get one if you're on a paid account sick of having to purchase one over and over again. This is the first sale in 2 years so get em while you can. Read the news here.

I will not wish for a permanent account. I will not wish for a permanent account. I will not wish for a permanent account. I will not wish for a permanent account. I will not wish for a permanent account. I will not wish for a permanent account. I will not wish for a permanent account....
Take The quiz yourself

Was stuck between Ichigo & Rukia because of certain question, but ah well. I can't see myself as Ichigo. Nah. I like Rukia, but because of which direction she went in the story I'm a little 'eh' about this result. Wonder what Kubo Taito has in store for her...


What Bleach Character Are You?
Hosted by theOtaku.com: Anime. Done right.

Ah huh...


What Wolf Are You?
Hosted by theOtaku.com: Anime. Done right.

GeeZ Kiba's girly in this picture... And gentle, my ass.

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

June 5th, 2005 (Sunday) 02:24 p.m.
Feeling : ^_^ Happy

We know less about the deep sea than we do about outer space."

It's funny that a trip down to the bottom of the sea is more technically demanding than a voyage away from Earth. Freezing temperatures, crushing pressure, absolute darkness... hard to believe anything could actually survive down there. But life began from this alienish world. Life formed, evolved, drifted up and evolved some more to what we know, everything we know of it today. I still find it ironic that the start of everything is so very hostile to almost all creatures save those that've been there through the ages. Perhaps it is meant to stay a sacred realm for which life began, and continue to support Earth.

As you can tell, Sycia is mesmerized by deep-sea exploration. : ) Nothing would make me squee more than to go down there and stare in wonder at the strange creatures floating through that tiny cone of light in the midst of jet black. Considering the possibilities of what sort of vertebrates boggles my mind enough. Thinking about the invertebrates just blows me lightyears away. : ) Sycia has always wanted to be a scientist, but not someone working with test tubes and a micoscope... she fantasizes about trekking deep into jungles, camping out at the poles, going places to discover what wonders Nature had. Still, I figure any of such action would do more harm than anything else. I would be happy to be left alone to just watch. Yes, watch Nature unfurl undisturbed (of course, that would come after I deal with the plague parasite humanity).

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June 4th, 2005 (Saturday) 11:58 p.m.
Feeling : Sleepy

Had to go to school for that group project thing. Well at least we achieved _something_ today (or at least, for us background artists). I had initially intended to stay till school closed for the weekend, but the intelligence displayed by my other respective members surprised me so pleasantly I had to take a break and excuse myself halfway through to seek asylum in Joyce. Met her up, went to get some art materials she had trouble finding, head to Akihabara for dinner. Maybe I was too annoyed, but the sky changed from bright and sunny to extreme darkness and gloom within half an hour or so. Then it poured. I don't mind rain at all, but my pants were soaking up everything. At least my new sneakers seem water-proof~

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June 3rd, 2005 (Friday) 08:43 p.m.
Feeling : Unsettled

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June 2nd, 2005 (Thursday) 10:22 p.m.
Feeling : Sleepy

Hmm. Tokyo's was rocking a lot yesterday evening. 4, 5 jolts within 2 hours. The quakes sure didn't feel like JUST a 2 to me... more like 3.

That aside, I was translating Bleach 34 last, last night. Took my time to do it since I got the raw very early, and made sure I portrayed with the right feel after being critiqued by Joyce. : ) Oddly enough I tend to take her opinion on it much more to heart than the anime fans, so this time the standard I was holding myself to was pretty high. And I was having problems with millitary terms. =_=

Also grabs a cactus and durian to CLOBBER Kubo Taito up with for what happened in chapter 181. ;_;

And very tired. Will go off to sleep now.

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