Wednesday, December 30, 2009
I love my new bamboo pen tablet. And my new eensy computer. And my nifty gps (Named Winifred..She's Bridget's long-lost cousin ;p), and all the cute clothes and the nifty purse and the cool (like, seriously) calendar thing. Awesome Christmas. For realsies.
With my new Tablet and my eensy computer, I have been making ARTS!
So, I will share!
And if you have a Deviant Art, click this link and follow me, or at least leave me comments XD
Here's a rough sketch of Bou (the finished is through that link I mentioned earlier. XD
Tuesday, December 8, 2009
Thursday, June 11, 2009
She just got me in a horrible mood this morning because she woke me up after a nightmare...toooo eaarrrlllyyy
Monday, June 8, 2009
Sunday, June 7, 2009
I luff you with two x's, even if I don't get to see you as often.
And I miss you guys.
Saturday, June 6, 2009
Now, I'm as pale as a ghost, so I like to use a little bit of blush to create a more...life-like effect. Otherwise, I look like Sunako* with light hair!
Thursday, May 21, 2009
Wednesday, May 20, 2009
When you get the site, enter the 4-letter captcha thing and click "DOWNLOAD"
to hear my-and-Dalia's poem about a hard time in her life.
This was for a project for Comp, which I'm not a part of.
I did, however write most of it and read/record/mix it.
The background music is from Everything Is Illuminated
Wednesday, May 6, 2009
I typed this in response to a comment on an article about the magnet schools being gutted (and reduced--that's a bit harsh of a word--to being a regular public school). The article suggested that we were to cut down faculty to an ungodly low number (absolutely impossible to achieve) and many of the responses were, to say the least, a bit brutal. Many attacked the new principal (who, in all my years as a student, has been the most involved, caring, and dedicated principal I've ever met), attacked the new cluster head (which was a bunch of baloney) for Theatre, and even the students. Many generalized to the point of excessive simplicity, stating we were all "pampered," "middle class" and "straight out of Plano and Highland Park" suggesting we all have money to burn, and thus are being treated much too well compared to other schools. Though I could get into a tangent about how these statements are so far from true it hurts, I thought I'd share my comment posted on the blog.
(This opening is a response to a commenter who felt that out-of-district kids were 'taking DISD's money' and that their attending on a tuition-free basis was unfair to in-district students)
"As an out-of-district student, I do not feel it is unfair to in-district students for us to attend a school where we can have access to the highest education available. On average, the out-of-district student is rejected in favor of an in-district student. (example: I was placed on the waiting list for BTW the summer before my freshman year to make way for in-district kids.)
Please do not assume that schools like BTW deny out-of-district kids to get more money...in fact the state money for the student is sent to their home school no matter how you view it, so how is BTW gaining anything from either 'type' of student?
I also regret that so many people are misinformed of BTW's faculty quality (which surpasses supreme) and the absolute blessing the new principal has been. It's a shame that many do not view arts as a career-oriented school but as an ego-blower (which, I daresay it is not). The environment of the school does nothing but motivate students to do their best and achieve their dreams. I, for one, will be (willingly) balancing 6AP courses with my cluster classes (which are both intillectually stimulating and character building, as well as educational) my SENIOR year! How often do you find a motivated senior at ANY high school (be it Magnet or Otherwise) thanks to the nurturing environment provided at their school?
Perhaps it takes 4 years of "not fitting in" and 5 years of teasing and being pelted by pizza to fully appreciate the community BTW and the growing Arts district have built. I, for one, have never felt so motivated, encouraged and accepted as I have in my 3 years of attending BTW."
Thursday, April 30, 2009
I ought to be past this whole "holy crap what do boys think of me?" phase, don't you think?
I mean, it never mattered much to me until...
I was one of those kids that dated steadily. I didn't do casual dates, and I often looked down on someone who changed boyfriends like they changed their underwear. I would have these serious, possibly-going-somewhere-after-school relationships that lasted for years at a time. And then BAM.
I meet Zark.
Things get messy.
I date (sort of) Zark.
And things get messy.
And we split.
And all of a sudden I care.
I care what Chaz and John and Ben and Davis and Freddy and all those other boys in my grade think.
Not because I'm crushing on them, no, but because something in me clicked and said "Oh. Hey. I forgot. You're supposed to want to impress the other sex."
Now I want to dress up and wear nice makeup to get a compliment from a guy. I want to gossip about boys (which is decently unheard of. I gossip about ...well, nothing. I'm pretty out of the loop, so I never had much to say. But all of a sudden I'm sitting in a gaggle of girls saying "Oh my goodness. Did you see his shirt? He's so cute when he makes that face! EEK!") I need to ...I want to come to prom and have the boys stare....
I'm becoming what the freshman and sophomores are. I'm degenerating or something.
Actually, no. I don't digress.
I never had a point to this blog.
I just...I'm just...I feel so...I'm confused about this sudden self-interest.
Hell, what happened to me wanting to be one of the guys?
Maybe it'll pass once Prom is over.
Or maybe he'll notice that I do, indeed like him and I want to do something.
Or maybe I'll just date casually.
I'm tired of long-winded relationships.
Where was I getting with this?
Guh, I need to start giving myself an outline.
Sunday, April 19, 2009
Saturday, April 18, 2009
Sunday, April 12, 2009
(Miyavi at the hotel in Houston, taken on April 11th by his people, posted on his myspace today)
I saw Miyavi yesterday.
I cannot seem to adequately express how amazing he was live. So, I'm going to recap my day--April 11, 2009...actually, I start from the time we got to Houston.
After checking in Yaya and I whipped out our blank white t-shirts and sharpies and began thinking of what we were going to write on them. She showered and I decided to write his name (kanji), the date (kanji and numbers), one of his tattoos (on his right arm, both in Japanese and English) along with various songs and albums that have influenced me over the years. On the back I wrote some of the lyrics to the song that originally turned me to Miyavi (Jibun Kakumei). She couldn't decide what to do, so I ended up just doing a sort of matching-but-mixed version of my shirt on hers (seperate colors, different albums, etc). Went to bed at 3 AM. I was...DEAD. XD
Next morning: Woke at 9..ish. Dressed, Ate, and registered by 10. Wandered around the con with Yaya for ...an hour at most, and noticed a line of Miyavi-Shirt-Sporting people around the Main Event area and thought, "Well, if there's 30 people here NOW, we may as well sit so we can get a good spot," and joined them. Less than half an hour later we were moved outside, and then moved again inside...and then told to disperse. Being the smart conners we are, we all sort of...hovered. XD We got moved various times when other fans spotted our clusters and the groups got too huge. Around noon or 1, Miyavi began sound-checking. We could hear him. It was ...pretty exciting, actually. Everyone got an extra dose of being pumpage. Again, the group got big and we were in the way of some autograph session, so we moved. By now Miyavi's 'people' were waltzing in and out of the main event on a regular basis, so the few that remained hovering got to see little glances of Miyavi before the show--talking, directing, singing, walking around in a slightly confused fashion....you know, the works. Every time we saw him, we got a little more excited. (Now, remember. We got here at 10, began waiting at 11. It's now...3 o'clockish). Now the Miyavi fans begin to get organized. We were frustrated with constantly being moved around, and wanted to preserve the 'better places' for those of us who had been waiting since 11, so we began numbering and 'symboling.' The symbols were for superpassers (hearts first, dots second, etc) and the nubers were for general admission. This was the doing of the conners, not the con staff. Everyone, for the most part, respected it. It was nice. We got a little bit of time to ourselves, so Yaya bought two mangas (Fruits basket for me and Love-Com for her) and a shirt/poster, and I got a shirt/poster as well.
Around 5 the line was officially started. Yaya and I got jostled around and ended up around the 50-person mark, which wasn't too bad. We heard rumors that not everyone in line could make it into the event, seeing as the room was so small. We were glad we were smart enough to head out early. Again, we would see glances of him, his guitarists, his bassist (who's birthday is today) and his dj and various points of time. At one point the guitarist and dj went the wrong way to the restroom and ended up being surprised by the huge crowd awaiting Miyavi. The concert was being pushed back. The soundboard was fritzing and the lighting was being a pain, apparently. Originally, the doors would have opened at 7, but two hours went by before the line began crawling. It seems as though most of the MYV fans had forgotten there was a gamer challenge scheduled before Miyavi, and many were taken aback when we began the challenge before Miyavi came out. It was pretty fun--the first game bored me, and the second game didn't get exciting until the "Legendary Otaku" stepped up to the plate. He was...in a word, adorable.
FINALLY. The time came for Miyavi to come out. "What's my name?...Eh? What's my name? I Can' hear you! I SAID I CAN'T HEAR YOU!"
Of course, he's a ham, so he pumped us up by striking poses, speaking to us and being an all-around goof. "It's fuckin' chilly here in Texas...but it's hot in here, ne?!" His English has gotten MUCH MUCH better. He sang MANY old songs including Girls, Be Ambitious and Osan Osan Ore Nanbo, both of which are on his earliest albums put out as a single artist. He stopped the concert for a few minutes to talk to us about many of the bigger moves he's made lately-including his starting of J-Glam Inc ("J-Glam stands for Japanese Glam Rock...which is visual kei"), his new wife (Melody) and his expecting of a child. He dedicated a ballad-esque version of Kimi Ni Negai Wo and Ku Ku Ru to his unborn child, which was beyond moving. He was actually almost crying by the time he ended his speech before singing. It was...very sad, but very sweet. To cheer us up, he looked out to us and said (very sweetly) "Let me see you smile" and then, after observing the audience, he got the biggest grin on his face. Then someone yelled "I LOVE YOU MIYAVI" during the semi-silence, so he could really hear it, and he seemed a little taken aback and looked out and said "I love you too."
At one point in the concert, Miyavi decided to do a little fanservice (no, not kissing) and jump over to MY side of the concert and jump up on the table (in front of me, no less!) and sing there for a few mintues. I touched him. Twice. It was...well, anyone who's ever touched their musical idol before understands the feeling I experienced.
You could tell Miyavi was nervouce at the beginning of the conert. He was stiff, and was pushing himself a little harder than he probably ought to have (he ended up half-stripping because he over-heated and his voice cracked once). But by the middle of the concert, he had completely loosened up and became really, really fun. He played around with the audience and became very human. He actually dropped his mic...at least four times. Once when he pulled the jumpingtomyside thing (which was awesome), once while spinning around in order to pull attention to his guitarist's side of the stage, once while trying to start a song (which was hillarious. He looked at it, blushed a little and then began clapping while making this really cute "Ho'shit I just messed up" face), once while trying to move to our side of the stage (the cord was wrapped around the stand, which got him hung up) and another time while he was gesturing out into a sort of cross (it like, flew out of his hand XD). I'm sure his manager guy was out of breath by the end of it...chasing the mic around the entire stage. He constantly thanked us and told us he loved us, which was nice. And it wasn't a hollow "I LOVE YOU." It seemed very heartfelt--he really cares for his fans, which is really quite nice.
During the second half of the performance he had changed outfits (into this cute white long-sleeve shirt layered over his band shirt that was being sold outside), and became even more personable. One of the funniest parts of the concert (spare the "Imessedup" face bit) was when he realized that the camera had closed in on his chest as he was talking about his shirt "Look! It's my name. I wrote it myself...haha!") and he began thrusting his chest out (mimicing a heartbeat..the kind you'd see on a lovestruck cartoon) and then doing something equivilent to Mime Troupe's chest isolation excersize. He had this really goofy, excited smile on his face while he did it--he was really having a load of fun. And he continued to pull down his shirt as though it was too small (probably) which made watching him an even more adorable experience.
During the last two songs (Be as you are(/were?) and What a wonderful world and Girls, Be Ambitious) Miyavi was ALL OVER THE STAGE! (And off too, actually. He ran around to our side again and I got to high-five him as he ran by, which owwwwnnnsss.) He was jumping up and down, having us jump with him. He was headbanging and appointing times for us to headbang too, when he saw we weren't joining him. He was laughing and goofing around. It was....awesome.
I was so happy by the end of the performance, I honestly couldn't contain myself. When he walked off, everyone was like "NOOO!" and seemed to have not noticed his turning around and saying "Baibai," as I was the only one (as far as I heard) to return his g'bye. He waved at meeeeeeeeee
Less than five minutes later my back gave out, my knee suddenly had sharp, throbbing pains (Yes, I know. Those contradict, but that's how it felt) and I had that stone-bruised feeling on the bottom of my feet. I began shaking due to lack of nutrition since 1pm (He didn't start until 10, and didn't end until midnight) and was, well, ready to go home.
Inspired, I bought the shirt he was flaunting during the concert (Yeah, yeah. It was total product placement, but it was so adorable, and I had wanted one earlier when I had bought the tanktop).
And promptly left for the hotel (I was beyond dead. As was Mom. So was Yaya, XD)
I had a load of fun.
I honestly would do it again. Everything the same.
I got an amazing spot--right up front where I could see/touch/benear him.
I had an awesome friend with me to experience the whole thing.
I saw my musical idol of around 4 years.
I'm a pretty happy child, to say the least.
To those who attend school with me--I'll be wearing my Miyavi concert shirts on Monday, Wednesday and Friday...so you'll know what the shirts looked like (including my home-made one on Wednesday). I had a load of fun, and ask me about the concert if you want to know any more :D
Saturday, April 4, 2009
Saturday, March 28, 2009
My Dad and Linda were going to seperate. Apparently they've settled their differences.
My grandmother died last Tuesday and I attended the funeral yesterday.
Yes, I'm fine. No, I'm not exactly the happiest person on the planet.
I've got a show in 6 days, and another (bigger) show in 2 weeks.
I'm psyched for both, and I think they'll serve as good distractions from some of the BS life has thrown at me lately.
If you know me personally, and want to attend either shows, let me know and we'll get in touch.
Iyou live in the Metroplex area and have a student attending BTW and would like to attend, let me know and I'll give you the details as well.
Otherwise, you'll be hearing from me as to the progression of Lucky Stiff (the bigger show).
Sorry to be so buisness-like in this letter. That seems to be the only way for me not to sound like a driveling fool right about now.
I'll type latah.
Wednesday, March 18, 2009
I'm not going to include the ones that -come- with the Phone such as notes, stocks, SMS, etc
Here's what I've got (and a blurb on what it does)
SMBC (www.smbc-comics.com) It's more of a bookmark than an app
Explosm (www.explosm.net) Same
QC (www.questionablecontent.net) Same
Apple Geeks (www.applegeeks.com) Saaame
Wasted Talent (www.wastedtalent.ca)
Myspace (An actual app! Easier to navigate than the mobile website)
Facebook (Nice app. I dislike how I can't check group updates, photos etc)
Twitteriffic (TWITTER. It's good. Go follow me: www.twitter.com/tsuki56)
BeamMe (I can send my 'card' to anyone)
Sextuple Word Lite (Word scramble game. Timed, and my favorite app to boot)
Fingerific (A 3-finger challenge that tests reflexes)
Sally's Salon (Very fun game, like Diner Dash but hair instead of food)
Mancala (Self explanitory)
BubbleWrap (Timed popping of bubblewrap. My friends like to team up and beat my score)
iSoda (One of two paid apps on here. Amusing sight trick)
Bubbles (Silly. End of story)
FreePiano (Tiny piano that helps me find pitches when I'm not near a piano and am reading music)
Metronome (Self explanitory)
Sol Free (Solitare. More than 3 types of solitare to play)
HJ Lite (Japanese-learning ebook-thing. Easy to use, and I'm relearning Hiragana as we speak)
Phozi (Photobooth-like app. I can put stamps and frames etc)
Shotgun Free (Uses accelorametor to load and shoot a gun with silly sound fx)
iBonzai (Grow bonzais with nice music. Very zen)
iZen Lite (One of those rock gardens)
Sound Box (A remote-looking app that works as a soundfx machine)
Wallpapers (By the folks who do the stuff for Gelaskins. Very awesome)
Shazam (Tags songs)
HearTest (App that tests your hearing capabilities. Pretty awesome)
Pandora (Self explanitory)
Photo Daily (Photo editor)
GraphCalc (Graphing calculator. Useful for Precal homework ;) )
QuickVoice (Voice memo deal-y)
RDP (Remote Desktop thing)
Tap Tap (Like DDR for your fingers)
Cube Runner (Minimal graphics--dodge-the-boxes game)
Hanoi (That game where you move 3 rings to the other side of the screen, without putting bigger rings on top of smaller ones)
IFound (Adds my name and a secondary number should I lose my phone)
Wallpaper Labeler (Another thing that does what IFound does)
iJiggles (Sort of like wobble, but free)
AIM (self explanitory)
Zippo Lighter (uses accelorametor to strike, light and 'burn' things with the zippo)
Take me to my car (What it says)
B.Button (Benjamin Button ebook)
Grimm Tales (Collection of Grimm stories)
Romance (Collection of Classic Romance novels)
TheSecret (The Secret Garden ebook)
WikiTap (Wikipedia/dictionary/other web sources thing)
reMoveem free (Blocks-like game)
MatchFree (Matching game)
DressChica (For my stepsister, it's a dress up game)
SeeChange (Nifty, but useless see-the-difference game)
PopPopPop (Pop a bubble, then pop the smaller ones from it, then the smaller ones, etc until they're gone)
B. Touch Lite (haven't played it yet. I suspect it's another blocks game)
:D That's it!
If you have an iPhone, suggest some of your favorites or discuss one of the ones I've posted!
Thursday, March 12, 2009
I feel betrayed by my (now) twice-broken family. I wonder what Jillian will make of this? I doubt she can comprehend the magnamity of the events unfurling around her.
The curious thing? I'm hurting more over the possability of losing Jillian than I an over the split in general.
I s'pose I saw it coming, so I'm just upset as opposed to surprised.
Either way, I want to fade away for a while-become an opaque figure for whatever remains of this week.
Perhaps friends will force my spirits to remain high....perhaps he'll see me? Perhaps I'll become a 2-day hermit? Who knows...
Saturday, March 7, 2009
Sunday, February 22, 2009
To Angelina Jolie haters, this film ought to change your mind about her acting skills. The character she portrayed (Christine Collins) was a refreshing change from her usual portrayal of the usual sex-goddes-with-a-machine gun.
In all honesty, I did not recognize Jolie as Jolie until about 2/3rds of the way into the film (due to her infamous lucious lips, no less) as I was so engrossed in her character. Not to be overshadowed, of course, was Jason Butler Harner, who portrayed the "horrible, horrible, wonderful person," Gordon Northcott. His portrayal (okay, I need a thesaurus. What's another word for portrayal? O.O;) of the 'slightly crazed' serial killer of 1928 (Killing around 20 boys, total. Oh yeah, I forgot. The entire film is based on true events. So, yes, there was a crazy pedophile killing/molesting boys who almost got away with it in 1928.) was so disturbingly well done, that I got chills from the moment his character appeared on the screen. He was able to succesfully find the middle-ground between Charles Manson and your run-of-the-mill pedophile. I literally grimaced each and every time he appeared, from fixing the car to his desperate singing of "Silent Night."
Eddie Alderson, a boy who I did not recognize at -all- played the character of Sanford Clark, Northcott's accomplice/nephew. This unknown actor definitely impressed me. In all honesty, I can see a bright acting career looming ahead of this one.
All in all, this Clint Eastwood (That's right! He wrote the music AND directed!) piece of cinematography is definitely worth taking a look at. For Jolie fans, for 20's enthusiasts (guilty as charged) or anyone looking for a moving film to enjoy with -most- of the family (little'uns ought to be left alone. And anyone with an attention span less than 3 hours. Whew!) without convulsing in sobs (*cough* Seven Pounds *cough*), this film is definitely worth a look-see.
I also recommend: Seven Pounds, Yes Man, Last Chance Harvey and, believe it or not, inkheart
Books-turned-to-Movies I haven't seen but want to VERY Badly: The Curious Case of Benjamin Button and Revolutionary Road
Saturday, February 21, 2009
And I wish that my hormones didn't hold the reigns-of-life.
I also wish that ...relationships were easy.
Easy to get into, easy to maintain...all around easy.
Alas, I am a teenager (16), I am a female (all-around) and my hormones do own me.
Relationships will never be easy, coming nor going, and I will probably never be completely content with one of these high-school docudrama relationships.
I'm glad I'm single and available, don't get me wrong, but I just can't get over feeling something is missing.
Perhaps my over-dating in the past few years has conditioned me into some Pavolovian-style need for a special someone...
The thing that gets me, though, is that I've friends who constantly comment on my dating habits. And my (in their eyes) 'perfect' dating past.
They speak as though I can get any guy or girl (whatever :/) I want, just by talking to them.
To paraphrase, "You break up with someone and, two weeks later, you've got another boy begging to be with you."
Too bad that "two-week-later" guy tends to be a nub. A nub with a lack of manners or lack of respect for women (though they claim they do. And no, Z this isn't about you. This is about any relationship I've had that I jumped into way too quickly).
I completely forgot where I was going with this blog...
I'm tired of having directionless blogs.
One day, I'll plan it out to the end, rather than just the opening.
Wednesday, February 11, 2009
I've just put a relationship that has been causing me so much pain in the recent past up on a shelf for a while.
Many of my friends are "proud" that I've recognized that this "mess of an affair" is what it is, and that I've chosen to end it--at least temporarily.
It's depressing, though.
The fact that they've been trying so hard to make me happy...
and the fact that I've done nothing but shrug their advice off..
and the fact that he refused to do anything about it besides mumble "I'm sorry..."
and the fact that everyone's secretly been rooting for me to do this anyways?
A bit saddening.
But that's okay.
Because I'm refreshed.
And I'm giving him a second chance in a few months....maybe?
I don't know.
At least I don't constantly feel guilty anymore. And I don't hate myself for putting up with...stuff I oughtn't to have been putting up with in the first place.
I'll be fine.
Monday, February 2, 2009
I love you.
More than I can say really.
I know I seem like such a loser sometimes, and I contradict myself on occasion.
I know that I'm complain-y and utterly weird.
And I know, in the end, you'll be there for me.
I just want to let you know, I'll be there for you too.
You've done SO much for me in just these past few months.
More than I can account for in the past few years.
I've finally found a group of people I love and don't want to lose. EVER.
I say we make a pact to keep in touch, seeing as Senior Year is approaching, and with that, graduation.
I appreciate everything you do for me, to me and at me (xD) and I love all our stupid inside-jokes.
One day, maybe, I'll be able to pay you back for the load of awesomeness you've all dumped upon me.
For being there.
For being you.
For loving me.
For having me.
Sunday, February 1, 2009
Nor anything to draw...about?
Grammarfail is fail.
I finished a comic (huzzah) but I've yet to hear back from comicgenesis...maybe they didn't find it so amusing *sigh*
I'm beginning my host-search again.
Anyone have any suggestions?
I can't pay for a domain, so I'm looking for a free hosting website. (I have no job, so I can't pay the rates :O)
Comments with sites are awesome!
Comments with ideas of what to write/draw are even awesome-er!
Friday, January 30, 2009
Sorry for such a short post, my computer is elsewhere and I can't find the mac :(
On the other hand, I recieved my Gelaskin today! (Little Red, gelaskin.com) it's beautiful. :3
Definitely recommend this to anyone looking to turn their iPhone/iTouch/iPod/Laptop into a gorgeous work of art! iPhone and iTouch users, get the Gelaskin app for free for beautiful and unique wallpapers! (okay, done with my spontaneous ad. I'm just blown away at my satisfaction.)
Wednesday, January 28, 2009
Usually I think blogs should be specifically text-based, but that doesn't seem to please the public XD
Well, I've finally updated A Day In The Life (you can see on my DeviantArt - Elegantmiyabi.deviantart.com). I colored it, to make up for lost time....but that's really no excuse. I've got around 7 more to scan/edit/possibly color...I think I'll end up making a new blog dedicated to the comic and updates about it. What do you think?
Only downside would be the fact that users would have to scrooooolllll back to see the eldest comics once I get myself into a systematic schedule sort of thing :/
I've got to get back in the grooooove!
Anyways, here's a teaser and the direct link
Wednesday, January 21, 2009
Tuesday, January 20, 2009
My old self was:
Had leadership qualities
Knew what she wanted and got it no matter how
Was constantly mistaken for a Japanese girl
Wasn't double questioned about things she liked
However, my old self was horrible, selfish and lost me a lot of friends. I got too assertive, too fast. I lost respect from old aquantances and was constantly in trouble with my dad.
But for some reason....I want it back.
Not the ruthelessness, not the over assertion and definitely not the school-wide loathing, but the quirkiness and a bit of that assertion wouldn't be too bad right?
At least I -looked- cool then.
Maybe I'll change my make-up style again
and I'll dress in loud colors again
Maybe I won't then :/
I don't want to be the old me.
Old me was a b**** :D
I may dress normal and wear less makeup, but at least I'm nice.
Monday, January 19, 2009
About to fall
their loud clacks and clangs
their drilling and screwing
hammering and pangs
destroying the silence
creating the wall
of blue-tained glass
one thousand feet tall
Higher and highter the new building rises
Blocking the sun, erecting the towers
a lightheaded feeling
the building must know
from nothing to giant the baby must grow
Steel rods, metal hooks
glass windows, tile floors
new lighting, new wires
new paint on the wall
about to fall
years later, much older
the building still stands
metal rusty, no mother to care
the building withstands
the building's cradling hands
life in pieces
knows the one true escape
Huzzah. Lyrics with no music?
I'll work on it later.
Edit: Decided that this will be a sort of half-sung rap. I'll come up with another chorus to sing...or have Niisan translate a bit to Japanese and sing that?
Friday, January 16, 2009
I hate artist blocks, don't you?
They're painfully unproductive,
and you end up hating yourself until it's over with.
And then you hate that you hate yourself
but can't do anything about it
until you get that bit of art
(crappy as it will probably be)
squeezed out of your cinderblock brain
and put onto paper or...somewhere
Saturday, January 10, 2009
He's beautiful. His name is Yun Xiao, though technically he is a Dollzone Megi, fullset 2 (so, he'd be listed under Megi-2).
You can find him via this link. :3
He arrived on Friday and is absolutely amazing. I'm so excited that he came! He's about 45 cm, making him almost two times the size of my first doll, Emma (at a mere 27 cm lol).
Absolute win on Doll-zone's, Junkyspot's and My part :D
Sunday, January 4, 2009
Even video games are victim to the advertisement wave.
From widely viewed tv series such as Smallville (Stride gum) and iCarly ('pearphones'-iphone) to Guitar Hero III World Tour (coke and KFC).
And it's not like this is a new development, either. Remember Cat in the Hat? (Though theirs was more of a joke).
Share your experiences.
Saturday, January 3, 2009
Last night, I had a series of dreams (per usual) with seriously odd plotlines.
One stood out.
I was with my friends in some sort of field. Perhaps at a mall courtyard or something. It was daytime, and the sun was very, very bright. (I remember this, because Eddie* made a comment about how he was being blinded). Nadine* and Marolyn* were also complaining about the heat. Anyway, Eddie and I began to play-fight in our ubergeeky way ("I have a forcefield, so your shot didn't get me!") when we got carried away and ended up in a more secluded area of the courtyard/field/whatever. I finally managed to touch the target-spot (our noses) he suddenly kissed me. Naturally, I covered my mouth and turned away really quickly and got -really- embarassed. Nadine trotted by (having seen this) and rolled her eyes, laughing. She said something along the lines of "Now that that's out of the way, let's go back" or ...something. Either way it wasn't angry, confused or anything. Just...passe. By now Eddie was laughing, but noticably embarassed. We returned to Marolyn and Aaron* (Another friend) and resumed our geek-fight.
End of dream.
What the heck was that about?