神聖-Dignity.

神聖!


It's always for Shizuru, but now this year round, I think I can handle the both of them. So for this month of January, Natsuki makes her round first. (Oops! It looks that I wrote the 'sei' wrongly. Sorry about that!) For that, I think there's some dignity in posting a bad oekaki. Cheers once again to me...

I hold the four leaf clover.

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The lovely Aki dropped by today to say a hello to me. Well, that one short hello became a whole day stay of staying in front of my computer and reading practically all my fanfictions; whether be it complete or in-progress.

How lovely indeed.

Then right after she finished reading my latest one, we had a conversation that went like this:

She asked what kind of impulses do I get in my bed. I kept quiet for a while and then she took that as a dirty thought and laughed it off with me grumbling behind blushing badly.

That's how it ended.

Then again, there's nothing to think dirty there...In the end, I still didn't tell her what 'impulses' I get in bed to be able to write such stories. Therefore I'm going to write a few examples of my 'impulses' for my lovely friend, since how badly she can blackmail me anytime with that knowledge.

But, then again, the lil' nutcase I know, know what exactly are my 'impulses'.

I'll do a brief one, don't expect so much.

How 'No Limitations' came about:

I sat on my dorm bed, talked to lil' nutcase for a little while about Macross and then laid back to try to drift off into my 30mins of trying-to-sleep state. This is when my impulses start. Behing my closed eyelids, my mind of black imagination just simply puts different things together and wah lah! Well, that goes on and on randomly with different scenes until I drift of to sleep after 30mins.

The next morning, I go up to lil' nutcase and say,

'I have a new story. Do you want to hear it?'

I get it through and together. Wait, I've gone at around the bush, I haven't really told you what actually are my impulses...Ah sorry really, now that's a secret, I can't tell anyone. That's dignity for a SS writer like me.
So to simply put it, my impulses are actually the simple work of my semi-conscious mind. I love you.

That's how a mind works, I'm impressed again.

Now you hold the four leaf clover. I laugh and scorn along with you.



My dear fellow friend, I shake hands with you and say,


何かが神聖であるとするならば、人体こそ神聖である



That makes you special.

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Then again,

Cheers!