name: Shi Lin aka: Shi-chan/Syaoran
no Miko/Gowwayyou'rescaringme abode: Singapore likes: Ficcing, reading, singing,
Japculture, kayaking, MTV, !prettypeople, m/m shuns: Britney and most bubblegum pop, most teen bands, most
female fashions, oversparkly shoujo stuffs, physics, flying bugs anime: Houshin Engi,
Gravitation, Gensoumaden Saiyuuki, Slam Dunk, Shadow Skill, CCS, Trigun, Jinroh, Akira,
Lodoss Wars, Gatekeepers manga: G-Defend, Jinjyu Houretsuden, Yami no Matsuei, Koori no Mamono no
Monogatari, Star Ocean, Evangelion, Clover, Hanazakari no Kimi-tachi e, Petshop of
Horrors, Ayatsuri Sakon mangaka: Minekura Kazuya, Morimoto Shuw, Matsushita
Yohko 2-D men: Rukawa Kaede, Nishiwaki Tatsumi, Xiang Lin, Sakuragi Hanamichi,
Ashton Anchors, Mitsui Hisashi, Nakano Hiroshi, Yuki Eiri, Dias Flac, Dias Ragu, Kiminobu
Kogure, Sendoh Akira, Sven Jiordson, Sirius Black, Gerald Tarrant 2-D women: Ashiya
Mizuki, Elle Ragu, Kusakabe Maron, Deedlit, Daidouji Tomoyo, Katsuragi Misato, Ayanami
Rei, Na Sha, Tsujimoto Natsumi, Kasumi Karen, Sally Po, Hermione Granger, Lyra Belacqua music: Gackt Camui, Savage Garden, Lighthouse Family, October
Project, Metallica, Duran Duran, Nirvana, The Cranberries, Travis, Linkin Park, U2,
Radiohead, Enya, Yaida Hitomi, The Wallflowers, Hirai Ken, Kotani Kinya, Nelly, Porno
Graffiti, REM, Jewel, Matchbox 20, just about anything else from retro to classical that
catches my fancy. colour: Most soft or dark shades. Pink and
neon are always out. languages: English, Chinese, basic rudiments of Japanese and
Hokkien. chara: Ecchi.
Ecchi. Ecchi. Often ubergloopy and sentimental with close pals. Neurotic. Laughs in C
major scale fashion. Tactile. (hug me XD)
Sexycool Kubota Makoto from Wild Adapter
by Minekura Kazuya, full of drugs and guns and bishies. I'm turning into a Kazuya-sensei
sl0re, you still wondering why? The foot sticking out oddly would prolly belong to his
yummy partner Minoru Tokitoh, whom you can see here. (Kubo wears specs)
Yes, this blog's name *is* stolen from REM's
song classic of the same title. It was selected because a) I heart REM much, and b) in
recent times I've been finding myself sleeping, or wanting to sleep, anyway, in the
daytime. >p Prrt me for health-trampling.
1) Interested SD fen: Threw a tiny MitKo snip here. I need inspiration. Comments
would be inspiration. XP
2) Johnson, check account for the d/ls. (mai geh kiang hor.)
3) I'll miss everyone. T_T
1) Interested SD fen: Threw a tiny MitKo snip here. I need inspiration. Comments
would be inspiration. XP
2) Johnson, check account for the d/ls. (mai geh kiang hor.)
3) I'll miss everyone. T_T
~ tuesday, december 11, 2001 ~ np: Kiss The Rain -- Billie Myers
I love my Hokkaido group. I love how we can waste three and a half hours in Delifrance
tearing up the paper lining our (long empty) food trays while spozzing crap interspersed
with Serious Psychological Issues. I love katsu-don and five new yaoi manga to amuse me on
my trip. I love seeing Sendoh in a red shirt being dragged into the Shohoku gym to *brrzt*
eye contact with Rukawa. I love glompable friends like Jo-chan who give me warm fuzzies. I love WhiteCat for working on My Darling Sven and bangass
Gravifics. I love Angst!Mitsui bouncing in my head. I love
Gwynne for thousand-word lemons, and I
especially love Nat for rupturing my heart with slashyYorozuyaToukaidouHonpoumoments. LEASHES, ACK. *dies* Kaori, beloved? Shut up and
jump him already.
I sure frigging hell don't love going to M'sia tomorrow, but I'll live.
I find this
amusing. Yuri no version mo aru kamo? But really, all you law-abiding acerbically-witty
(huh huh huh bah humbug) homophobes - we ain't hurting no one who din' wanna read m/m in
da first place. We ain't slashing no *actors* (I hope). If normal porn's your cum, shut da
fuck up an' let us have ours, dig? You cool? We're cool. That's cool. Cool.
Will flee before I get slammed for spastic attempts to talk like Ken-pii. Auf
wiedersehen, my dumplings, goodnight. See you Sunday.
Fujima be PRETTY. Not like Sex-On-Legs Maki-kun, of course, but *PRETTY*. And he was walking! So closely! To Hanagata! And kept talking to him! So! It made me feel! Like Hasegawa's only function! Was a CHAPERONE! XD "Iku ze, Fujima." *doki*doki*doki*
Yo, I'm a fangirl. (albeit a fangirl with half a brain, I like to flatter myself.) I'm *supposed* to make big fusses over nothing. XD And Low came back in today's Shadow Skill to see Gau, *kya*. Male bonding good. Always good.
Kristin-san~ allow me to offer cheesecake flavoured dog biscuits with cinnamon and whipped cream on top? I love all your recent stuff - the carol spanked ass hard. XD XD
Am leaving for Malaysia on Wednesday. Will miss the better part of the Shohoku-Ryonan-Shoyo game. ARGH. Still. *shrugs* Will be gone till Sunday. Then it's training camp for 5 more days. ><;;; Save me. Cindy-san, thanks for the mail. *huggle*
Hopefully Nat will logon before I snooze. Going out with Damien-tachi tomorrow.
~ monday, december 10, 2001 ~ np: Father Lucifer -- Tori Amos
^o^ : CHIBI.
Natalie, a darling you so veritably are.
Look, a whole Slam Dunk Adoption
Centre dedicated to *me*! ME! (and all the other SD fen in the world, but who cares? XD)
Bwarhar. Go adopt chibi now! *happily gropes SenHanaRu chibi on left*
~ sunday, december 9, 2001 ~ np: Knives Out -- Radiohead
Re: Kyoudai
Aniki and Niichan have been surrogate parents of a sort since kindergarten days - Oyaji and Kaasan were working and the maid sucked. Especially Aniki, who was a pseudo-Touya without the smirks and the 'kaijuus'. Niichan beat me up whenever I crossed lines, quite literally - that was how he taught me bball. >.> Aniki was the one shielding me from Niichan's temper, 'cept he didn't succeed much cos I made sure to irritate Niichan at least thrice on a weekly basis. Of course I always ended up as Niichan's punchbag as he's eight years older, but it sure was good practice for fighting with the boys in grade school. *koff* (note: when I fight, I don't scratch or pull hair. I NAIL you with fists or feet. And if you hit my chest, kiss your balls goodbye, bucko.)
I was much closer to Aniki back then - he was the one drawing Garfield pictures and buying me sweets and taking me to the playground and doing mooshy elder-sibling stuff like fanning me and stroking my back until I slept. I talked to him about most everything. I took naps in his bed and glomped him silly. In contrast, Niichan and I were walking on the edge every day - I messed up, he lashed out, and we were snarling on the floor to the sounds of Kaasan shrieking till Aniki threw cold water on us or Oyaji blinked, roared, threw us at our textbooks and locked us up to study.
So it's funny, ten years down the road, that Niichan's become the one I talk to, the one I occasionally glomp, and that Aniki's more of a stranger every year. I don't know when it started - maybe somewhere along the time when Niichan ran away and Aniki was being put through hell by Oyaji for not being in the science stream at school, but somehow it became easier to tell Niichan things, to discover that we had more tastes in common. Aniki went to the army and had girlfriends, and yeah, obviously a sister wouldn't figure much in there.
Whatever. I love my brothers - if you insist on being sappy and prying under our unstable attempts at visible affection, that's the crux of the matter. They disciplined me and taught me decency. They spoil me a lot less than they did in the past, but they still spoil me. CDs on the table after I squall about wanting them, lifts to and from school, frozen yoghurt and canned coffee every Cold Storage trip. So it isn't a good feeling, to look at Aniki sometimes, bent over his law books, and wonder how and when the words, the easy warmth just stopped flowing between us. It isn't a good feeling to watch him emotionally torn over the girl he loves and his work and not being able to do anything to help. It's terrible to think that he's becoming a second Oyaji to me - someone who can't show he cares for me in any way except material stuff.
I want to tell my family I love them, but so far I haven't been able to. And I'm haring out of here before I drip any more crap than I already have.
*snarl* Respect. Is bloody EARNED, not given. If the sorry crud that's your excuse for a brain is capable of comprehending that.
You don't want to be here, you get your bleeding ass OUT, period. We'd be cheering. At least I would, because squadmates are too tactful for their own good. You are so fucking pathetic it really amazes me that you put a UNIFORM GROUP as your first co-curriular activity choice, especially the police corps. Discipline? You probably can't spell the word. Attitude? Ass-itude, more like. Commitment? Is there *anything* in your life besides your freaking self? Strength? Shit, my grandma's in better physical shape than you are.
How DARE you complain about NP when you fucking chose it? When you've never (as far as I can see) made any conscious effort to stop whinging and actually TRY anything? How DARE you insult the cadet inspectors? If I hear you bitching in front of a senior again, you will be one very sorry kid. You do not insult the CCA that helped a shitty brat full of her own egoistic crap become a decent person without extremely good reasons. You do not insult the *seniors* who made that happen, because WX-ma'am-tachi are people who command our highest respect and liking and they're a thousand times stronger than your sodding self in every way possible.
If you can't take our training, GET OUT. OUT OUT FUCKING OUT. Don't ruin my last year in this community I love. There are others who *want* to stay, and don't you fucking impede their progress. Quality's the important thing here.
My whole body aches. This isn't helping any. *stomps off gnashing teeth*
*points up* Seems I'm a Best Friend. (damn image too big to fit here) I could be a shriveled sop and comment on irony and how people like Mei-chan should be geting that instead of me, but I'd get slapped so I won't. Thanks, Crookshanks.
Thank you to everyone who glomped/squished/aimed bazookas and told me to smile or they'd fire. Especially Mei-chan. *HUG* The pic is _pretty_. Jackers? Love you. But you already know that.
And yeah, I'm exhausted but okay. Heading to army market later to scrounge camp supplies w/ KT-ma'am later. Full-day training tomorrow, so don't expect my battered self on till weekend. *crawls off to do push-ups*
Feeling rather miserable. At the risk of sounding saccharine, I really dislike intentionally hurting people. I also hate forcing myself to make others happy, but how am I supposed to refuse her tactfully when it's actually my fault she's doing this?
And twenty minutes ago I found out Jacky's in hospital. With leukaemia. What the *shit* have I been doing these two months? When she's been there for almost three weeks and Ying-tachi all knew? I'm so bloody self-centred sometimes it sickens myself.
I want a hug. But since there's no one available, I guess my bolster will have to do.
On a dark choc high - long entry ahead. First, I have one of the world's most darling mothers: does *your* mom but sigh and accompany you to the family doctor (another darling) when you want a bogus medical cert to skip !schoolshit? (It's my HOLIDAYS. I refuse to waste two whole days on crud. *Bite* me, schloop.)
I rather regret joining hpslash. It is just plain *SCREWED* how people sod up things like Snape/Crouch Jr. Yo, mon. I'm ecchi. I'm ecchi with reasons. The bloody pairings aren't freaking *justified* in any way. Next thing you know there'll be Hagrid/Riddle. ("Riddle...I-I never told yeh...how *mysterious* yeh are to me...") Voldemort/Dumbledore. ("Albus...join me. In more ways than one. And we shall rule together, my love! MWAHAHA!") Crookshanks/Scabbers, even. The last *is* !animalslash, you realise? Which brings me to what Sakki-neechama and I were last discussing - Hagrid's Magical Creatures Matchmaking Agency. "MCMA! Not the YMCA, but we're twice as gay all day!" (MWPP: ... Hagrid: Well...only Pettigrew'd be eligible, if yeh really wanted it, that is...)
Crookshanks: *rrrPURRrrr*combs whiskers seductively* (Trans: Hey, big boy, want a ...licking?) Scabbers: ...*SQUEAKsqueak* (Trans: ...SIRIUS was the fruit, not meee!)
If there's anything that's infinite, it's the sickness of human minds. "How low can you go? Not low enough."
One more thing before finding something constructive to do - beDAMMED I fucking hate it when you introduce asinine families to characters. Is pot calling kettle black cos I did that myself to Syaoran two years ago before seeing CCS 2nd season, but at least I've stopped. WhiteCat'sEchoes series is about the only OriginalChara-insert fic I like, and it's because Kurama's brother is a)integral to the story, b)serves a purpose other than having canon characters stammer blushing confessions about significant others to him, and c)is *believable*. Likeable. Whatever. I'm sorry. You do not make everyone with parents have siblings. Or, you do not plonk Rukawa into the midst of three giggling elder sisters and a clingy little brother and expect it to work. You do not give charas a family/bosom friends/pets/sex toys just for the sake of introducing the chara's supposed significant other to them and thereby setting up the scene for them to boink cos My Beloved Relatives Like You Too (Well, Even If They Didn't I'd Still Fuck You, Anyway), for prickssakes. (sex toys could be exceptions, though.) If I see. ONE more fic where Sakuragi-tachi try to tell their supposed relatives that they're gay, I'll start writing hetsex. Siriusly.
Yeah, everything gets Slam Dunked, sooner or later. *runs*
~ sunday, december 2, 2001 ~ np: Too Much Information -- Duran Duran
@_+ : ...*blub*
Ma, *please* stop calling them 'Durian Durian'. Please. They're one of my favourite
bands.
What do you do when procrastinating humanities homework? Finish it in a day, of course.
Even if it's seven structured essays and five 4-part mini-essay questions. Which is what I
have just spent almost 6 hours typing out. Witness my chest puff up in pride...oh, wait,
why do I have three pairs of boobs? That can't be right.
Yeah, I need sleep.
In other words - Meia,
thanks, and I love the Gohou bish too. ^^ Oneesama,
looking forward to it and wub you. My kyoudai spoil me. Mika-chan,
I don't know myself cos niichan needs the main PC for thesis typing, but I miss you too.
;_; Is stalker boy still at it? Kaori-chan,
PRETTY. And Aine was a witch bitch! Want see. Yin, so sorry I didn't update it sooner, and
I'm watching you now. *niko*
Would have ficced today, barring the facts that a) Nat's Rukawa snip
drained me last night, b) I was doing work, and c) I'm in screaming denial about Slam Dunk
becoming my next Quicksand Ficdom. Mitsui, kindly shut up about Kogure and balls in the
rain. On a closing note, the HP slash fandom scares me shitless. Then again all it takes
is SiriusHarry to send me shrieking to the nearest loo, focks. And I will crash now.
There are also preschooler books titled Lupin Hood and Tales Of Uncle Remus (Brer Rabbit?) in the library I did comm service at. This gives me undue amusement.
Click above to see my crudful attempt to write Rukki seducing Hana with an orange. And
I'm trying to work guava and plum powder in, no less. Well, SOMEPEOPLE like rewiring my neurons.
*glare*
Post-AXN thought of the day: Shadow Skill. Bish everywhere. I'm in heaven. LowxGau
never looked so good, but honestly, it's a little SubaruKamuish cos they're both so uke.
^^; ScarxG, oh yes. ScarxDias/KaixScar, mmrowr. Who is that hot Darkness guy, though? And
Folli fussing over Elle's armour was so kya-inducing. I might mention that this is the
first time in 5 years I'm actively liking a yuri pairing. Not through bias or whatnot -
just that the guys were always better. :p But Elle and Folli are both so *hot*, even if
Elle's butch. And you can't help wondering exactly what Folli meant when she told Elle
it'd 'cost her a lot'. *snark* If the subs got that right, which isn't likely, but hell.
~ friday, november 30, 2001 ~ np: Electrolite -- REM
X3 : BlogBackness!
Sabina-san, wuxia AUs? O_o; Gyau. And I
thought fantasy AUs took the cake. Though I kinda like the idea of Rukawa with a big sword
and clunk-funk armour like those the fat men wear in illustrations for classics like Three
Kingdoms. *Demo*! I'd like even gen snippets! Especially Mitsui gen snippets! *shiku* ANY
sort of snippets from you, cos the fandom has an amazing dearth of good ficstuff. T_T
Iyaa.
Aithine-san, H_H. NightWalker.
H_H. Those two ARE men, deshou. H_H. Dias Flac fans,
go see Jen-san's layout cos it's excruciatingly
cute funness. And while you're at it, rifle her archives for the Yami 12 Days carol that
had me on the floor yowling. Pei Yi, Selene, thanks! Go see *their* prettypretty layouts
too. Pei Yi's in particular rocks, yah man. XD Sakki-neechama,
happy squishes. I'll be Waiting. XD And has Padfoot started howling yet? I have a very
nice acoustic mp3 of You Ain't Nothing But A Hound Dog he might like.
Janaki-san has written a hilarious HP fic that you all must read before I
wring your chicken necks. See, *that's* why Sanrio shouldn't ever start a HP plush line. Arcina-san: you liked? Wah, sankyu! I've finished the fic, in
actual fact; it just needs a spot more betaing before I can post. ^^ Shi-san (woo, me filipina alter-ego!), my eternal
gratitude, but CCS burnout doesn't look reversible. *sweat* And really, you shouldn't
bother with my stuff when there's people like Oneesama
and Tin-onee to hound. ^_^ Speaking of
which, everyone get their butts over to Tin-onee's commentary on
Slut!Snape and ReindeerPimp!Dumbledore NOW. *niko*
Gwynne! Squish! Original fic happiness Yay!
Your summaries are damn cute, by the by. So part IV's gonna be, "They fuck",
huh? 13x5 lemon was much Juiciness too, cos it's been too long since I read any tolerable
Treizefic. *niko* Oh, and oranges good. Always good. You realise that a basketball is
really just a big dull orange with lines, of course. ...damn, DON'T boink on the court.
Akagi would have a coronary.
Manga Bonbons is quite a good resource for
lesser-known series - go check it out. I particularly wish to pimp their Morimoto Shuw page.
Craig David onstage at MTV Euro awards - eeee. Smooth buttery-deep voice *crooning*. I
go lift weights now. And kaasan bought murtabak for dinner, with lots and
lots of tender onions and shredded chicken. Mmm.
