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楽書時間...
This is the second version of 'rakugaki jikan' and I prefer this to the first version that is uploaded at deviantart. It is as spacious and free as it can be and as I like it:
'This sucks...'
It downright does.
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Bring on 2010; welcome the year of the Tiger...
And I am sending it to the kitchen; for supper.
Maybe.
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Work in progress; for the other side of edible square soy product, akira-ii, this is how it starts and I don't think my hand wanted to move after 5 minutes...
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To my SS readers...I hope there are still some of them still reading, my sadly unfinished works.
I am LAZY.
Ugh.
'Ceramic Girl' is almost done and is going through one more round up before editing. It will be uploaded soon, I hope as much.
'Paper Doll' the next chapter, will have a new unlikely character introduced into the story and I hope I will still be able to write it as well as I first started.
I hope, after not writing for so long.
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Time for my rambling, one does not need to read it unless you want to. A Funny thought; I need to get it off my chest, before I go haywire in the head.
Ugh.
I realised that music, funny it may seem, does wonders to me. And I like it...
A lot.
I made a list after noticing what makes me what and what helps me. It's somewhat like this:
May'n eases my anger; utmost sexy.
Perfume brings me to seventh heaven; seemingly higher than I can go.
SMAP exclaims vacation, Bang Bang Vancance!
Thirty seconds to Mars sends me abound; right pass Mars.
Train and Switchfoot brings me home; like no other place.
S Club makes space like no other; settled with love.
Joe Hisashi, Jimmy Sommers, Hiromi and Acoustic Alchemy sets me in the mood; threading out silk faster than a wheel can.
Kanno Yoko rockets me into space; stars seem like only a inch away.
Do As Infinity shakes the house; he complains a little too much, like I care, slightly.
Blue pushes the wrong buttons at times; I can't fathom why, but they do.
The Fray chokes my lungs; sometimes I need to breath a little more.
Vertical Horizon, Lifehouse and Goo goo dolls turns back time; nostalgic, but I like it.
Gorillaz and Tsukasa winds me; Level up.
Frank Sinatra calms the seas; a windy days makes no exception.
Lastly silence, it infuriates me...at times.
Then again,
Mother's song is the best, it gives me life as it gives rest.
Like all, like one.
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To a New Year ahead.
For the last post of 2009.
Then again,
Cheers!
Ho Ho Ho.
Oh, brandy and ale...
Crap, I'm stuck.
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Merry Christmas, or might I say I'm a 'little' late for that.
Oh well.
Happy holidays and have a happy New Year ahead.
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Original.
I am God.
Can you not see?
There is no comfort for three.
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It's a short one...
At least I'm doing something.
I hope.
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Then again,
Cheers!
Chess and Checkers,
Jump five and you reach me,
Out of all Jacks.
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Ugh.
I haven't been posting anything here lately and I have my friends coming after me...ugh.
So L.Y., this post is written just for you! You better leave a comment or something or you're going to get it from me...
Heheh.
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Original.
Bare beach.
Can you not see?
There is no comfort for three.
Illusory Joy.
Can you not see?
There is no comfort for three.
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This...trash, or what I call it, has something I love to laugh at. I had no idea what was going through my mind, but why not, I told myself.
I took history, why not I do something to it?
For fun.
For the lovely weather.
Or not.
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Final Fantasy XIII IS ON SALE!
For Lighting! ON A PS3, dammit!
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Pretentious beings, seemingly do not need to be told what to do, what to say, how to act and how to behave...or seemingly walk around.
They after all give a show for us to see, do they not?
A unique one that describes them, each as a individual and as someone that, seemingly knows wonders.
Yet, annoyance strikes inside, for some particular reason.
'Can't you just shut up?'
We (I) can, but do we(I) want to?
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Then again,
Cheers!
Universal bunny.
Nothing gets better than standing four rows from the stage and jumping, quite madly to the songs of May'n.
AFA 09 'I love Ani Song concert' was a blast, and nothing was stopping me from going to the Sunday night concert to watch May'n for the second time, live, in Singapore.
Insanely high, after Yoshiki's fantastic performance, May'n's appearance on the stage just made everything more exhilarating.
A total of around 12 songs were sung this year round, including a new song from the Macross Frontier movie and 3 new songs from her Styles ablum,
Pink monsoon (opening)
Universal Bunny
YOUR ROCK
Let Me Be Myself
ライオン -May'n バージョン
キミシニタモウコトナカレ
Northern Cross
May'n☆Space
Get Ready
射手座☆午後九時 Don't be late (ending)
ダイアモンド クレバス (encore with Yoshiki Fukuyama on guitar)
Dynamite explosion (encore with Yoshiki Fukuyama)
I managed to snap a picture of Yoshiki when he was signing but I was unable to get one of May'n, since the AFA staff literally took one's camera away to delete any photo of May'n.
Last year I was unable to give May'n an illustration to her face to face, this year was the same, but at least I was able to meet May'n's Manager, face to face.
It was awesome, even though I wasn't able to pass it directly to her.
He told me that May'n was changing and was too tired to come out herself, so on her behalf he helped me pass it over to her.
He said,
'We are extremely happy for your support.'
Speechless, I just nodded and grinned. He took the illustration from me and looked at it before exclaiming, quite wowed by the sight,
'This is great! It really looks like her.'
I scratched my chin and passed another grin, not really knowing what to say but nod my head; guessing that I was acting like an idiot.
He said something to the translator and they shared knowing nods and smiles. He turned to me,
'Where are from?'
I simply replied that I was from Singapore and he nodded his head in acknowledgement. He continued,
'Did you come last year?'
I answered positively and added the part where I passed something to May'n too. He gave out a long note and a few nods.
He continued something about coming next year and finally, he gave me a small bow and smiled,
'Thank you for giving this to May'n.'
I had almost forgot something and I quickly reached into my pocket and pulled out the small taiyaki, placing it onto the surface of the illustration. At the sight of it, he chuckled,
'Taiyaki?'
'Yes.'
He smiled and said his thanks once again, telling me to come again next year to watch Ma'yn once more, deeply appreciating my support. I nodded and sincerely thanked him, watching his figure with the translator disappear back stage.
I'm happy.
Bloody hell happy.
*'Universal bunny', Sheryl's mini album and 'Styles', May'n 1st full album is out!
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Re:Check!
Original.
The Jester Jack jumps over the jarring Juvenile that justifies the jolly Judge.
Check?
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original.
Kingdom's Pride.
Can you not see?
There is no comfort of three.
Bang Kid Bang!
Can you not see?
There is no comfort for three.
Equinox reign.
Can you not see?
There is no comfort for three.
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Sometimes we lose ourselves.
Sometimes we lose our senses.
Sometimes we lose our limit.
Sometimes we lose(forget?) our memories.
Memories.
The (vivid?) memories that remembers the past to remind the present.
We(I) never learn, don't we(I)?
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Then again,
Cheers!
Signal fire.
Guide me to safety,
For the resolution.
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Original.
Perfect Transgression B.
Can you not see?
There is no comfort for three.
Last Testament.
Can you not see?
There is no comfort for three?
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Re: Communication.
Hold me close.
Nothing in there;
But you.
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The sentence, or so.
'Thinking leads to Conclusion. Action leads to Emotion.'
Paranoia leads to disturbance...
Isn't that thinking too?
Oh. How ironic.
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We (I) complain, we (I) compare.
Yet we seemingly forget that no one is a hundred percent perfect. Imperfection seek us and we (I) seek perfection. Immeasurably, we (I) reach out blindly to a goal that we (I) fathom is the truth, the gold, the end.
The end has an end.
Yet an end has no end.
For Imperfection seeks no end.
We (I) have no end, for we are seemingly full of flaws.
So imperfect.
However, unthinkably, wonderfully, perfect.
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Then again,
Cheers!
Re: Communication.
Plausible.
Period.
When was the last time?
Radioactive decay; disintegration.
Communication 5.0.
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Original.
Perfect Transgression A.
Can you not see?
There is no comfort for three.
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'O Jesus Christ! I'm hit,' he said; and died.
Whether he vainly cursed, or prayed indeed,
The Bullets chirped - In vain! In vain! vain!
Machine-guns chucked, -Tut-tut! Tut-tut!
And the Big Gun guffawed.
Another sigh, - 'O Mother, mother! Dad!'
Then smiled, at nothing, childlike, being dead.
And the Shrapnel-cloud
Leisurely gestured, - Fool!
And the falling splinters tittered.
'My Love!' one moaned. Love-languid seemed his mood.
Till, slowly lowered, his whole face kissed the mud.
And the Bayonet's long teeth grinned;
Rabbles of shells hooted and grunted;
And the Gas hissed.
'The Last Laugh'
-Wilfred Owen (1893-1918)
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Period.
The passing of Time is inevitable.
However when one (sadly) exceeds the limits at the present moment, Time becomes agony and sounds reverberating dirges of misery, that lull one to the edge of utter sadness.
At that place where an hour seems like a day, dwelling dominant desire radiates with delight. The yearning for comfort is overwhelming that sleep feels like the only path to walk down.
Hope.
When one wakes, ears listens for voices, only to find that night has finally come. With that, resides the knowing that daylight has been vanquished, with no one (seemingly) realising that one (has) had stopped Time and seen misery smiling gleefully at the world - at oneself.
At itself.
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Are you (we) living in the real world?
Like golden butterflies that flutter.
Endlessly.
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Then again,
Cheers!
Communication 5.0.
Gifts are at an end.
Be weary of futile distance.
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'Paper Doll' the second chapter of the third arc is out.
Natsuki is dying, Shizuru is at a loss. Can the bonds of long lost adoration restore sanity or will it only bring the downfall to the last paper doll maker? Can Mai break out of the cycle she has been trapped in, the reverberating dirges that too lull her to the the brink of insanity? Who does she seek out in return?
For your undying patience.
I thank you.
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Re: Kiss.
Esteem kisses the hands,
Friendship the forehead,
Pleasure the cheek,
Blissful love the mouth,
Yearning closed eyes,
Desire the hollow hand,
Craving arms and neck,
Rage everywhere else.
Franz Grillparzer 'The Kiss'.
For the silence.
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Then again,
Cheers!
Come Raphael.
Can you not see?
There is no comfort for three.
Your Departure.
Can you not see?
There is no comfort for three.
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I am going off tangent again; well not really, since I was working on 'No Title' when I stumbled on this. Certainly the two is related. I read this somewhere and I'm amazed at the simple fact that a kiss does wonders...
Ahem.
Not that I want one.
I quote:
Affection in general has stress-reducing effects. Studies found that increasing the frequency of kissing in marital and cohabiting relationships resulted in a reduction of perceived stress, an increase in relationship satisfaction, and a lowering of cholesterol levels.
It has been studied that kissing reduces levels of cortisol, a stress hormone, implying that a good smooch could alleviate stress. Kissing your partner produces calming neurotransmitters that lessen stress and soothe the mind, leaving you feeling happy and full of energy. Hence, regular kissing keeps stress at bay.I unquote.
Well...It continues further on, but I don't think I want to delve further in. Nonetheless, it certainly does show that kisses do help ease stress, and much more, like helping you keep looking younger - since we activate like a lot of face muscles when we kiss- , stimulating you brain, adrenaline rushes, energy boost and etc...
So why not share a kiss, well, with your beloved -not someone else- and led a life much more happier and healthier!
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Then again,
Cheers!
No matter what.
I am still going to believe,
In something that doesn't exist.
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I am going to be little off tangent. Bear with me, since I realised that I really need this off my chest...or else I'm going to feel unsettled for the rest of the days to come.
Ugh.
RE: Venice.
I read an eight page long letter, (well, not really that long...) and I found something so intangible hidden well between every photo she slipped inside.
I quote,
'I lay down and broached the boundary. You put out an arm, a peninsula from your island home to mine. I can sometimes believe that you are there, and that I am there with you, in the same place, but that is as tantalising and impossible as this city, which can be visited but not known, which is inhabited, but by others.'
Written in Pensione Seguso, Venice, the fourth picture.
Lovely, yet subtly, unpleasant.
I'm doing my best with the big questions and sometimes...
Sometimes, I just tremble.
I want to touch you.
In Venice.
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Then again,
Cheers!
Welcome home.
I'm home;
Sweet home.
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Original.
Heaven's hand.
Can you not see.
There's no comfort for three.
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I've been reading.
A lot.
I realised that my sentence structure fits books like 'Escape from Amsterdam' and 'The Four Letter Word'; and my impalpable romance which I throw in is like a mix of 'Eleven minutes', 'London Call Girl' and my favourite 'Across the Nightingale floor.'
Then again, I'm so far from them.
I wonder where the sense of humour comes from to give me the notion to laugh when I re-read my SS stories. Maybe, I laugh at myself because I see nothing but mistakes and mistakes over again, which I know I can change accordingly.
But do I?
Nah.
I'm lazy at that.
Maybe because I believe that I'm creating my own style.
I think I am, and I'm proud of that.
We're all unique.
Aren't we?
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Then again,
Cheers!
ときめきの 導火線が
体じゅうを走ってく
バラバラに ならないように
シッカリしまくちゃわたし！
-ふしぎ遊戯。
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Original.
Despite sadness
Can not you see?
There's no comfort for three.
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'Ceramic Girl.' will be coming soon to FF.
A new one-shot that will be the first off to be part of the 'Challenge series'. The 'Challenge series', as stated, will be open to and for readers to give in their challenges they want me, the writer, to do. The given suggestions will be taken into consideration. No worries, I will try to do all -to my best-.
The details to the 'Challenge series' will be given in the ending A/N of 'Ceramic Girl.' I hope everyone is looking forward towards the upload of 'Ceramic Girl.' and the 'Challenge series'.
Forward shall we?
'Paper doll', the first chapter of the third arc will be uploaded very very soon. Soon. What will one expect from Mai who seems to know more than the deeply troubled paper doll maker and the paper doll? Read deep into the head priestess's dark past that seems to be the building blocks of the this certain forbidden affair between Natsuki and Fujino-hime.
Oops; that was quite a spolier.
Then again, it builds the tension.
Apart from Mai-Hime SS,
I'll be hitting off with a new pairing, but no worries, ShizNat will still be in my writing list. It will be a terrible waste to chuck them aside. Anyway, I'm giving the new pairing of MioxMiyafuji from Strike Witches a one-shot to debut. The story, 'Free Bird.' will be set in an AU, but not so AU since I will still be including the battle events of the Neuroi and the places like Fuso and Karsland, etc.
The only thing that differs is the that I'm giving them pants and skirts to wear. One would find it weird since Strike Witches' main attraction is the bare legs and 'pants' shots, but too much flesh is sometimes very sinful, even if it is for fan service. I don't want to be writing about the lingerie they are going to wear.
That's just going to be like writing soft porn!
Gah!
It's going to be T rated, written for what God knows happens behind closed doors.
Ugh.
Until the next update, I bow and thank you for your undying patience.
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Aki calls it a phone slap.
It's when someone calls and you say hello and the other greets and then hangs up abruptly.
I call that being just plainly rude.
Ah, at least Aki got hell from me after she called back. Serves her the hell right to do something like that, especially when one is going through one bloody hell of a day.
We all bite.
You just don't know when.
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One could say that their posing.
Well, sure off, I was trying with my previous sailing partner and my hoping-to-get-with-sailing partner, but let's say that it was quite a failure. After the shot was taken, I was trying my best to stop snickering while one had already burst of laughing with the other following after. Soon, I ended up laughing like crazy too.
I think everyone was staring at us.
Indeed, it was quite a night.
Oh well, I look forward to the next Awards' Night, it has been long since I saw everyone. Especially those who I have been close to and have helped me, I want to see them one more time.
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He had never seen light, always darkness, or so he said.
He looked grimly at me while I stared back him. It wasn't nice when the atmosphere around us is choking and tense on the skin. I never liked it when he was in such a mood. However she had said before that we all go through such a phase, his one, just turned him into someone unlike the person I use to know.
The past him is still there, yet not there.
Present, yet unlikely absent.
He is still there.
Still in the darkness.
He always indignant and grim and there's always a time where I would like to scream at him and say,
'Aren't we your light?'
Aren't we, aren't I?
Then again, where is the judgement for someone that doesn't know deathly silence kills everything even though in dark or light.
I love you.
We all do.
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Then again,
Cheers.
静留は神聖だよ！
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I realise that I do not have anything to ramble about, be it about my writings or anything worth being talked about.
Ah.
Well, there's nothing really.
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Then again,
Cheers!
残酷な天使にように
少年よ神話になれ。
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For all those waiting for something new from me.
Here's a small postcard that sends out the new title.
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Then again,
Cheers!
Most of all,
Can you see?
Your mother's love?
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Something for all, something for nothing, something for everyone to see; innocence is nothing but something you cannot grasp. Even though how young you maybe, it is something even one can't catch properly.
For those who have passed on, this is for you.
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I ramble, I think I have been doing as such. On and on, on the same topic, that I realise that I should once in a while leave the safety of my comfort zone and venture out into the unknown that I always wanted to go in to.
I think I'll try something different now on.
To start off, I think I should be trying something like:
'I want a PS3! Goddammit!'
Well, that was quite a kick off, since I've been wanting to scream that out ever since finding out that Final Fantasy versus XIII will only be on PS3. The new series of Fabula Nova Crystallis comes FF XIII and FFversus XIII on PS3 and FFagitoXIII on PSP. At least my older sibling has a PSP, or it will be the end of me.
I'm sure all Final Fantasy fans out there are dying for it to come out. I on the other hand, I'm dying to see who in the world the last two characters are. As usual, Square Enix, doesn't disappoint its audience.
And for me, as usual, I'm already drawn to its soundtrack.
I really look forward to it.
Apart from FFXIII, lately I've been digging myself into Dissidia than I thought I would be. It was quite different, since I found myself 'in-action' rather than in the usual 'command' play. It is quite a refresher, since I can find myself drifting off from work to play.
It is different from my usual, but I much like it.
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I've been sick, 24-7, and I feel like shit.
Ugh.
That is shit.
The last post of 'Concerto' was mostly centered on a review and I find myself almost wanting to write another post centered on another intriguing review. Nonetheless, I think I'll be making myself much more depressed than I already am.
Ah, but it is life; live it.
On to another thing shall we?
'Innocent starters' the third chapter summer will be out soon, since summer for me is almost over and it is time I put up a good chapter for everyone.
I planned another one shot, and I was finding a good date to release it, however, I found out that a lot of my readers recently, have taken a liking to read Natsuki as the original character she is than someone much more OOC.
Hence, I reconsidered uploading this particular new one-shot and save it somewhere else. I don't want to upset my readers, much more than to disappoint them.
'Paper doll' the last chapter of the second arc will be released on the 17th of September, which is of tomorrow. Look out for it as it reveals who will be next one to tell the tale of Natsuki and Shizuru.
For all those supporting 'Paper doll', I cannot help but say how happy I am to make it so far. I, myself, is impressed that I was able to write about nineteen chapters and not lose sight of it.
I must return to 'Akeome'. After all, it is the one that pushed me to write more of Mai-Hime SS.
Thank you for all the hard work.
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Someone wanted me to write something that happened in my daily life, well so, because a blog is much like a tell one about what happened in a day. So as requested, I will. (Very much so, since I have nothing much to write nowadays.)
A normal day for me, will be much like this:
Wake up at 7:30, if my class doesn't start at 8:00. Yank a few clothes off my rack, change and wash up; incredibly in five minutes. Chomp my way through cereal while I read the papers. Hit the road after fifteen minutes max. of eating breakfast and reach the station just on time to take the express train to class.
Class time varies, since I have lectures and tutorials with the weirdest timing; I can't blame art though. Lunch time is stuffing my face full with whatever I can afford at the canteen. Chug my drink while on the way back to class and survive all the way 'till end of the day.
Class ends and I take the rush hour train back, finding myself all sweaty, somehow, when I make it back home. Take a bath, eat and I will sit in front of my PC and do something worth doing. In the end, I will eventually find myself reading, writing, or doing little art pieces, before I hit bed.
That time, is usually at around 12 to 2, if I don't find my hands on my elder's game console.
Break periods and Holidays, I think I find myself much of a slob:
Wake up at 9 or sometimes even 12, depends on the night before. Take my time to eat, walk around and find myself watching a movie on the couch. Then again, I'll somehow end up at my table doing sketches or simply trying to get something to write or surf about on the net.
I can sit about for the whole day and just sit.
Ugh.
Sit until dinner and the same thing happens. However, if I feel a lot more energetic, I will find myself doing a workout, just to kill the boredom that wraps my body.
That's about it.
I realise that I don't have a life. Much really.
Well, it changes, when I have my friends making me go out with them. That is something different, but that's for another day, for another request.
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I happen to chance upon a story on FF and I am wowed by the fact that it is indeed a very interesting story. Well, it has been published quite a time back and I realised that I could somehow miss the fact about it.
'Monster' by ShayP is wonderfully well written, a combination of good quantity and quality. What more can I say, that she has written a whole new story for those two that I sometimes I find myself speechless.
Not a reviewer, much to say, I can't write a decent one. Hence so, I recommend her work, but I think I am well-aware that a lot of Mai-Hime SS readers have already read her on-going work.
Indeed, I am lagging behind.
Oh well.
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I planned with Major, that we will meet sometime this week, just to see each other after quite sometime. I realised that I heard the wrong date and thought it was early this week, to find that it was to the end of the week then shall we meet up.
I checked my diary and realised that it clashed with another date I had set up with A.K and Lala. I snickered, much to find that A.K would be in for the surprise of his life upon finding Major joining the both of them.
Oh well, the more the merrier.
The more the enjoyment.
The more the unlikely of the unlikely trio of us can get.
It was then, I remembered that Major had taken a photo with me and Lala, not to far back when I was still somehow alive with the both of them. Here it is:
I'm lazy, one can say.
Well, all I hope that I can take another with all three of them together. This time, maybe I won't feel as dead as I felt the last time.
For my dear friends, you are my last friends.
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Then again,
Cheers!
My passport
to everywhere
but you.
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*I haven't done anything here for a long time and I think it will be for the best if I gave everyone a long post to read; to catch up with what exactly has been happening to my writing, the reviews, the reviewers and certainly some illustrations/sketches I would to share with readers and all. (If blogger doesn't fault on me like always)
Written especially to misachi, who always tells me to update this site.
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First things first, to kill something that I have been wanting to do for a long time. I had planned to do an illustration for 'To the Ends of the Galaxy' ever since Cyberano had finished uploading on FF.net. However, with alot of things happening here and then, around and within me, I never had to chance to do up a decent illustration that would fit what I have thought about the SS.
Yet, seemingly, I made it through that little rough phase of mine and did up an illustration for Cyberano. The below link is to where the final product that Cyberno will use as the cover page for 'To the ends of the Galaxy' pdf format of his Macross Frontier SS.
http://j-crusader.deviantart.com/art/To-the-Ends-of-the-Galaxy-132844712
Those up for some Sheryl and Ranka fun, feel free to head down to FF.net to check it out.
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Onward to Mai-Hime shall we?
To start off with something exciting:
'Paper doll' had kicked off with the first 10 chapters of the Kyoto arc and now followed by the intriguing chapters of the Ise arc. With the second arc coming to a near end, the third arc will be promptly follow the 20th chapter of the second arc.
With Shizuru and Natsuki having their chance to tell their tale within the two arcs, who will be the special one that will tell the tale of this whole fiasco?
That is something everyone will have to guess and certainly wait for what is in store in this twisted story.
Apart from 'Paper doll', 'No title' and 'Innoncent starters' will have their following chapters uploaded as soon as my work load has given off. The much awaited results of the poll will be finalised, that means those who haven't voted for your favourite Mai-Hime one-shot, you have little time to do so!
Judging from what I have now, I say, I am quite surprised by what the readers like.
'Companion' chapter 5, will be put on hold with 'Perfume Jukebox remix' for the moment. Maybe I should do a poll on which story I should be writing on, since I can't seem to decide.
Pardon my indeciveness; I apologise.
A new one-shot is planned along side the release of 'And I was the concierge.' However, I think that would be put on a hold with everything, since the final chapters of the second arc of 'Paper doll' is making me nervous.
I'm in distaste; right beside an awfull dilemma.
Ugh.
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I've uploaded 'Night Flight', a new one-shot as part of the Mai-Hime one-shot series and I say that I am impressed by the amount of reviews I received saying that it could be part of the Mile High Club. I was struck at first since I had no clue of what in the world was Mile High Club. I checked it out since I kept on reading the same words over and over again in reviews and I realised what the club was.
Geez.
It makes me sound as if I have experienced it first hand on a flight.
I haven't and I swear that I'm still innocent!
I sleep like a log on flights and I only wake when the food arrives. I hate the turbulence in the air, and I wonder why I like the wind as much as I like sailing; that's seemingly the weird part of me.
Aside from the very matured theme in 'Night Flight', I've had my mind on a particular review that was written for 'No Title'. It wasn't like any normal review, it was seemingly a very good review that rendered me speechless for a good minute or two, before I could get my mind functioning on replying this reviewer.
From a fellow FF.net user, anonymous-n-faceless wrote a review that made me realise a very huge flaw in my writings, and I am beginning to feel restless.
He/She wrote and I quote from the review:
'Sometimes it irks me that you have to completely alter Natsuki's appearance into something that resembles a male. Altering heights are one thing but tweaking to the point where she she gets mistaken for another gender? At this point it just stops becoming Natsuki LOL. You have no problem keeping Shizuru in her feminine form and while I understand that Natsuki does ride a motorcycle, she's still very feminine.'
At this point, I personally get irked. I continue quoting,
'I don't know if I could read any more of your stories because you are changing one of my favorite characters into something I don't recognize anymore.'
At that I realised that it really hurt. Then again, critism makes everyone stronger, whether you want to embrace or not. I was stunned as I said and I replied earnestly and apologised profusely to He/She that I had not meant to butcher up Natsuki into someone she hardly recognised as Natsuki.
For that and to anyone that agrees so, I am really really, terribly sorry.
This is my reason:
I had already written 'No Title' to match Natsuki's masculine side than to her feminine side. In 'No Title', it hits hard on Natsuki's and Shizuru's personalties seemingly because, everything in this one-shot is completely set in an Alternate Universe where the characters are OOC. Not only that, for Shizuru in this one-shot is new to the world and everything that embraces her and Natsuki.
That was the underlying problem to 'No Title', but if I were to changed it, then 'No Title' wouldn't be the story I wanted it to be.
I reflected on the review again and I realised that He/She said 'Sometimes it irks me that you have to completely alter Natsuki's appearance...'
I was completely baffled, seemingly so, since it implied that I do that to my other stories too.
Do I?
I perfectly understand it if was for 'No Title' but for the following:
Phantasm Finality.
Photos of only you.
No red.
No limitations.
Paper doll.
Akeome the longest battle.
More than Fine.
To be continued.
Innocent starters.
Companion.
Night Flight.
You, all, have to tell me! I hate to say it, but now, I am really terrified to write anything and anymore. Since I don't like to butcher and turn Natsuki and Shizuru into something out of the world and into someone unrecognisable.
Using OOC...Shouldn't we all have eyes to look out for that too?
It scares me, very much so.
It does.
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I was moved from reading reviews to reviewers and their conversations they have with me. I get reviewers talking to me over chat and two reviewers, I realised, love to have their way with me.
I'm not complaining, I certainly enjoy the entertainment they give me. Indeed.
One shares with me her moments of life; how she chases to be in a relationship and seemingly in every possible way gives me as much amusement to make me laugh in response. Dry or not.
The other however, calls me an adorable cute grunting fuzzy wuzzy plushie lion and teases me endlessly that at the end of the conversation, my face is burning in embarassment and I lose in scoring any points to tease back.
It relieves a great load of stress and tension, all just for some attention.
For that, I am grateful to have reviewers that support me in the most unique ways.
To Rachelle and Chloe,
You make my day, in the uncanniest ways.
Thank you.
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Sometimes we compare what we have experienced to something that we have not experienced it. Sometimes, we pick on people and categorise them into assorted groups for the majority of us think how these things are suppose to be. Sometimes, We assume and presume that things are like that for what we see, hear and conclude from. Sometimes we imagine that everything is just facts blinded by hearsay, that is blown along by the passing wind.
Sometimes we don't realise, that while we think and act so, that we are crushing views from true sight. Sometimes we do not understand that we are not like manufactured cans in a factory line. Sometimes, we don't realise that every one of us is unique and different, very much different even if we think and act in manners alike.
Sometimes we just can't accept the fact that we are wrong.
Somtimes times we just can't say that there is no 'we', for there is really no 'we'.
There is only I.
And sometimes I wonder why things are meant to be.
Sometimes why I act this way.
Sometimes; don't you?
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Then again,
Cheers!
~Once again, I want to thank all those who wished me a happy birthday. Since I don't really celebrate it, it really makes my day.-
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For example,
Should I say;How should I say?
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As irresponsible as I can ever imagine; I am a very terrible author.
The above illustration is none other for the up and coming new one shot that everyone has been waiting since 29th June. It is still a pity that I still can't upload anything on FF.net.
It is not as if I have violated something.Stripped.
Another mean of getting it uploaded awaits...Anyway:
To ease the wait, since I too can barely wait, 'No Title' will be released on a new opening date of the 16th of August. A day later to celebrate someone's birthday; that I hope all Mai-Hime fans know whose birthday I'm celebrating.
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For all those awaiting 'No Title', 'Companion', 'Paper doll' and 'Perfume Jukebox~Remix'. I have something for the entertainment and the fun.
I use to do this with my siblings when we were young and I have found out recently that it is still as enjoyable as it always had been.
Here is it:
I have done up two comic pages of a very small segment from a Mai-Hime one-shot that I have been writing recently. So there are two pages...where is the entertainment? This is how it goes:
'Fill up the speech bubbles of both Natsuki and Shizuru, and the black panel with anything that you want.'
Easy isn't it? Give it go and let's see who can come up with the most hilarious or the most fitting dialogue the two can have with each other in the span of two pages. I will post up the original dialogue of the two pages on another post after everyone has their fun and entertainment in wracking those two up.
Feel free to get out of the box.
Indeed, there are no limitations.
*One can leave your created dialogue by posting a comment for this post; no worries, anyone can leave a comment. Feel free to do so. A side note, the comic page is read from right to left.
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Magical Girl Lyrical Nanoha presents: Fate T.Harlaown.
She's has that X factor that makes me go insane that sometimes I wonder why Nanoha grasp the fact that Fate xxxxx her. Well, maybe she does, maybe she doesn't. The series doesn't explicitly tell us what happens between the two.
However, it itches me to find out what exactly happens between A's to Strikers. The NanoxFate interaction makes me shiver in anticipation.
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Onto something else, shall we?
The memories of something bring about the ideological conflict between the mind and the body, tempting oneself to do the extremes of an end and sometimes nothing at all.
The conflict however does not disappear once something like such is done and gotten over it. That is how some things reoccur, due to the memories that are once again jogged our system, to wage a war between the mind and soul.
Then again...
What was I talking about?
Pardon my drag, but I haven't been mentally sane and physically healthy to do and say something coherent.
Break.
Period.
Oh well...-
Sometimes, life just makes things unexplainable, so much to like what I experienced on the train not too long ago. I was caught staring through a reflection; well, it wasn't really my fault that the person sitting on the other side of the train was something to ogle at. I'm not a pervert or anything, but anyone or anything with exceptional beauty should be respected.
Properly.
After all, I wasn't the only one that was staring.
The train jerked, jolting me up from my light snooze. I eased back onto my seat when the nasal announcement for the arrival to the current station sounded overhead. I heaved a breath, watching the people that entered the train through weary eyes.
I didn't notice her when she step into the carriage; it was only when I turned to look at the hard plastic panel I was leaning on, then did I notice her in the reflection.
My eyes widened slightly and I turned around casually, in order to steal a glance at her beauty. Indeed, she was a wonder. It's so rare to find one sitting in a train.
Geez.
I turned back, noting that staring wasn't much of a polite manner. Instead, I choose the option to look at her through the reflection of the hard plastic. Yes, it is mighty cliche and cheesy, but let me just say that her beauty was like that of Shizuru; a mix of elegance, grace and a unique air of individualism.
It wasn't long before my stop was the next to come, with that I stole one last glance at her through the reflection and I was taken aback when she was looking the other way.
The other way meant looking at me, in person.
Caught red handed.
Ouch.
However, I didn't know what brought me to turn my head around and look at her. As expected, I found her looking at me in the eye. Yet, what was unusaul was that she was looking at me with such fervour that I found it hard not to smirk.
I did, eventually, when I got off my seat when the train arrived at the station. To my surprise, she passed me a warm smile and allowed a sparkle to settle in her eyes.
I felt my cheeks burn when I exited the train.
So much for the unexpected.
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I was caught in a cross fire of words between Aki and K', much to my dislike when I was trying to figure out something important at the very moment. Terry wasn't being any help either since he settled himself on his seat while he watched the two bicker, literally over my body while I tried in vain to shut the noise out:
Aki had herself latched onto my side, like always when she wanted my help, while K' on the other hand, much cold and stoic like ever, just narrowed her eyes on me.
Her gaze, certainly, could not be ignored.
'Why won't you say anything?'
I looked up from my page and arched an eye brow,
'I have no say in this?'
'You do.'
I motioned to Terry that leaned over her knees to look at Aki that moved over to get something from her bag,
'He is the peace maker, by all means, go to him.'
She frowned and folded her arms across her chest, there was a second of silence before she asked me again,
'Why aren't you trying to get involved?'
I passed her a smile,
'History repeats itself.'
Aki flopped herself down on the space beside me, and I looked back down at my page,
'Much like Man and his mistakes.'
Don't we all fumble and tumble, pick ourselves up and strive forward? Yet sometimes don't we also forget to learn from our fall, that we allow the same things and problems to bite us back in the face; again?
Don't we all learn through mistakes?
If we make an effort to.
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Then again,
Cheers!
