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.
~ friday, december 28, 2001 ~ np: Handbags and Gladrags -- Stereophonics
JIN'S BACK. XD *GLOMP* Ickle Frodokins (or
ickle Woodkins, I suppose it should be) *is* delightful, isn't he? XD On re-reading TFotR
I still maintain Wood is too pretty to play Frodo - IIRC, Gandalf describes hobbits to
Barliman as "stout and red-cheeked". ^^;;; But Frodo's supposed to be
"taller than some and fairer than most", so it's still all right. XD I don't
like how Frodo was the same age as the rest, though - he's supposed to be The Leader. XO
Spent a quiet day going through all 3 volumes of LotR again. I'm mad, yes. But I'm glad
I didn't go with Kaasan and Aniki to see it again just now because - the movie really
couldn't do justice to the original FotR. ^^; Hypocrite me, and after I raved about it
yesterday, too. They just cut out so *much*. Of course screen adaptations have to
sacrifice material, but no Legolas/Gimli friendship development! Sam never went with Frodo
to Galadriel's mirror! No Gimli worshipping Galadriel! >< And the Council of Elrond
was pathetically short and skewed. Arwen replacing Glorfindel as the one who carried Frodo
to Rivendell might have been a clever way to introduce her relationship with Aragorn
without taking up screen time, but I didn't like it. One less pretty golden elfman
to drool over. ;_;
Cate Blanchett STILL didn't do Galadriel justice, IMO. I loved the book's Galadriel. Movie
Galadriel only *looks* right. o_< (and how come Frodo was the only who got a gift,
anyway? And no mention of lembas or leaf-brooches or anything of the sort. ;_;)
There isn't any way 3 hours can ever come close to doing The Fellowship of the Ring
justice, of course, and I *do* think the movie people did quite a good job doing what they
could to bring a little of the magic and romance to life. But thinking it over, I'd much
rather have my own somewhat dog-eared and somewhat battered copy of FotR by my side for
self-immersion purposes whenever the mood strikes than a DVD of the movie. Too much was
cut out, even on the grounds of necessity. No songs, no poetry, so much fine speech gone,
and so much changed to fit time constraint. *shakes head* I'd buy the DVD/VCD only for
eyecandy purposes, really.
Before I go, random fanservice: Animalsex!SiriusLupin,
and a GOOD one, at that. *worships Bait-san*. Eee. Also, Cchan's Losing My Religion is one
of the few RuHana fics on the net that are IC, plausible, and rock so hard they'll break
your chair. Same goes for Alex's
RuHana. Why do the *good* SD fics like those get so little recognition? Why does shit like this get over 50
adoring reviews? That was rhetoric, if you didn't realise.
NP tomorrow from 8 to 4. *sigh*
Better sleep early tonight. Going to finish The Return of the King, then sip the ginger
wintermelon tea Aniki brewed before I crash. (Jacky? I don't consider my fic Mitsui angst, but I
sure as heck don't call it 'fluffy' either. ><; Thanks for the vote of confidence.)
Gwynne? Just so you know? You were a miracle, too.
= ^_^ =
I know you think I chose the wrong subjct combi. I know you think I don't treat my studies seriously. I know you think I'll be unemployed when I graduate. I know you think Niichan and I are useless because we could have taken pure sciences for engineering/medical courses. (but no, we HAD to have minds of our own, didnt we?)
Believe it or not, you only have to say it ONCE for me to hear you.
It is MY FUCKING HOLIDAY. THE LAST REAL HOLIDAY I'LL HAVE BEFORE THE GCEs NEXT YEAR. I'LL LAZE IF I FUCKING WANT TO.
~ thursday, december 27, 2001 ~ np: May It Be -- Enya
I eat my words. No, I roast and flambe and serve them sprinkled with fresh dill over a bed of tortilla.
There exists readable LotR slashfic. On ff.net, no less. *Waugh*. Specifically, AragornLegolas and MerryPippin. Nothing great, but, *but*. It's readable. That's surprising enough. This is an example of what I'm yelling about.
Mr Tolkien, sir? I blame the movie people. You blame them too. Blame them for casting Orlando Bloom and Viggo Mortensen as Legolas and Aragorn. Because Bloom is too pretty for his own good and Mortensen is *craggy*, and though Liv Tyler makes a beautiful Arwen you cringe and wail at the sheer injustice of it all every time Legolas touches Aragorn during the 3 hours of FotR. Blame them for Pippin being an absolute darling with an even more darling Scottish brogue who clings to Merry. =_= (let us not bring Sean Bean and/or Boromir into this, no no no.)
...Guess what? Found a ThorinBilbo. I wonder why I'm not laughing.
The movie ROCKED. SO intensely. I didn't even know 3 hours had passed. Even Niichan, who normally sleeps in anything longer than an hour, stayed awake. The direction and backdrops were just *amazing* and the cast - well, practically everyone looked and acted just what I picture them to be in 3-D. Elijah Wood is too pretty to be a perfect Frodo, IMO, but who can care after you've had one look at his bonny blue eyes? XD I thought Cate Blanchett as Galadriel was strangely eerie, though. >_> I dunno. Galadriel ain't s'posed to be *eerie*, wot. <_< Ah well. Christopher Lee and Ian McKellen kicked ass as Gandalf and Saruman. And if I didn't say it before, I *H* Orlando Bloom. Very very much. I think I'm going to devour The Two Towers and The Return of the King over again, too. ^^v
Re: schoolmates not wanting to watch LotR because it's "scary". Chickies? Go *ahead* and waste your lives on shit like The Princess Diaries. It's the only way you'd be happy, anyway. =_=
And I've just confirmed I'm going to see it again with Gwynne and Alex tomorrow. *falls over laughing* Life is good.
~ wednesday, december 26, 2001 ~ np: Blurry -- Puddle of Mudd
I am a self-confessed punk rock junkie. The above is one of the best punktrax I've heard in a while. *hums*
Completed Xmas TsuHi fluff yesterday, thanks to Alex. Currently doing a MitKo Xmas, since RuHana Xmas would be somewhat ludicrous. (Hana: Mee-seru-toh? Are you supposed to eat that?)
Kristin-san? Even if you *did* coat S&R's jewels with Nutella it's never more than the thinnest of thin coverings. And always spread so tastefully one forgets it's there. Please, coat all you want. XD
Bow to the sense of Sabina-san. Write all the Tolkien slash you want, you'll never induce me to read it. Why try to spoil greatness by adding shoddy accessories? Besides, canon FrodoSam squcks me breathless, and AragornLegolas...I like AragornArwen too much to see it. So there. (and please, NO SarumanGandalf, AnyoneGimli or AnyoneSmeagol. Please.)
~ tuesday, december 25, 2001 ~ np: Do They Know It's Christmastime -- Band Aid
To Asami and Mari and Secchan: aitsura
ni zettai MAKENEE! XD Meri Kurisumasu.
To squadmates, Surf, Rosa, Sam-meimei
and 3T: for being the light of school life - Merry Xmas.
To Jacky-tachi, Nat, Ken and Damien-tachi:
for being darlings always - Merry Xmas.
To Gwynne, Alex, and Meia-tachi: for
being ripass fellow fangirls - Merry Xmas.
To the online friends: for opening up my horizons - Merry Xmas.
Special mention to the fellow SD fen in the Philippines who've moaned, cackled and
sparkled randomly with me these past 2 months: Tchan, Cindy-san,
Sheila-san and Arcina-san. "I wanna be in the
minority~!", yeah man. Merry Xmas.
To Duckie: Meg and Amy-oneesama, Tin-neechan,
Sakki-neechama, Erin-neechan, Mei-chan,
Jin-chin, Kix-chan. We talk a lot less now than we used
to, but you were the first group I really *belonged* to and you'll always be special. Love
love all of you _lots_. Merry Xmas. Sakki-neechama
and Oneesama-tachi,
got the presents safe and huzzah. THANK YOU SO MUCH. (and Sakki-nee? I am in _spasms_ over
the Cal plushies XD XD *HUUG*)
To family: Oyaji and Aniki are asses, but I love you
anyway. Merry Xmas.
To Sharon, J, and Yen-er: I miss
you. I'll always miss you. I'd give everything I learnt when you left to have you back
again, but I know life always goes on. Maybe someday I'll see you again. Merry Xmas, dear
ones.
Will go work on Yami and hopefully SD holidayfic now. (Sabina-san,
need any pipes? XD XD Thank *you* for making my day, oh yeah.) God rest ye merry
gentlepeople.
Ignoring the fact that my face is peeling, the skin on my thighs is grossly sunburnt and covered with rashes, my arms and legs are gloriously adorned with fibreglass cuts and mosquito bites, I'm missing bits of skin in odd places like my earlobe, I didn't shower or change for 3 days, and that I ACHE. Even my *eyelids* hurt. >< I'm not exaggerating.
Now me switch to Police Cadet Girl mode here. You'd better run.
Too tired to talk in-depth about this year's camp, except that it was a lot better in many ways last year and that I have a hell lot of work to do checking and repairing stores with my other QM partner because the campers spoil anything they use within two days, it seems. (lend them mess tins *with* handles and they come back *without*. ><) Leadership - that's what it was supposed to train in us, but what if you *don't* want to lead? Myself, I don't like standing out and up unless absolutely necessary, in which case I will just grind my teeth and do my darndest not to screw up. Neither do I like being the only one responsible for a whole bunch of sheep. Which is why I would be a rather spectacular failure as overall-in-charge, perhaps, but would do much better as assistant-in-charge. I'm not organised. I tend to parrot instructions. Most importantly, I'm not selfless enough. NP has gotten rid of a lot of my brattiness and self-centredness, but it isn't enough. Leadership can be *acquired*, though, wasn't that the point of a seniors' training camp? but I'm horribly reluctant to put it into practice. I'm a wimp. Yes.
My batch can never match up to the seniors we had three years back. They were SO. DAMN. FINE it was impossible to regret joining the police corps if only because you could dream about becoming as capable as they were someday. Especially WX-ma'am and her batch of cadet inspectors. The way they manage us, they're everything I respect and admire - physical and mental strength, decisiveness, flexibility, steadiness, responsibility, selflessness as leader and follower both, and snapping with *character* in every action they take. I don't respect or like anyone as much - *respect* especially. I was raised to give anyone a year or more older a basic amount of that word by default, but *they're* special. One reason I like G-Defend so much is because I empathise too well with the police unit's devotion to Ishikawa-kyoukan. Take away the barriers in my situation and it's the same - no matter how tough it gets, you still stick it out because of the charisma your leaders have in commanding you. (and your own guts, of course XP)
So I slacked some the past five days, and I have to pull up my socks to prepare for the new batch of juniors entering next year. But I *did* put in effort during the camp - I *did* try to do my best. And I'm proud of that.
Memories: the sing-along with the CIs, especially since it was probably WX-ma'am's last camp with the unit. Topography with JW-ma'am, where Jing kept us all in fits. The nightwalk in Ubin - yay dogs. The failed gadget tying. 'Rene and DW shrieking stupid cheers on the kayaking expedition. C-ma'am screaming at LJ.
A lot of friends don't get what it is with me and NPCC. I don't expect them to - being in the corps is something you have to experience yourself to understand. But I do get very serious about Big Moral Issues like Responsibility and Pulling Your Weight, because they *are* big to me. I'm only a kid trying out baby-steps in the direction of adulthood, but I already know more or less what I hold important and what I'm going to live by. I know I can stick out tough times with my attitude. *That's* why I love NP. That's what it's given me. That's a lot more than what some people have. I'm not *just* a shrieking m/m fangirl who dos stupid things. And I'm proud of that, proud of the supposed masochism and sadism I endure, proud of the crest I wear, proud of what I do. So there.
