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I dunno how you found this, but alas, here you are. So enjoy the frightening fruits of my troubled little brain.
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wSunday, September 29, 2002 |
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feeling: procrastination...ish
listening to: girls in the quad next door are watching American Bandstand
So yesterday we went to Walmart, which is renowned among betta lovers for keeping bettas to be sold in the most horrific of conditions (they're kept in tiny, tiny little cups, fed every few days, and their water's never changed), and I kinda wanted to go to the pet section and see if there were any that were rescue-able. Heh, I've heard of people who bought every betta at their local Walmart just to give them a good, healthy home and help them recover from the sicknesses and crud most Walmart bettas end up with. But anyway, I had neither the money nor the time, so I didn't even walk by the pet section, because I knew I'd want to buy at least one if I went over there and saw them suffering. And today, we went to Office Max, which is next door to Petland, and I wanted to make a little side trip to see if they had any new nice bettas in stock. But again, I had neither the time or the money, so I didn't bother to walk into the store and risk becoming a thief or something. :P
That must mean I'm ready for a new betta anytime now, ne? I'm hearing the call everywhere I go... *3* <---(hypnotizey fishy face) And by the way, betta is pronounced BETTA, not BETA. BET-TA, not BAY-TA. It drives me nuts when people fail to see and/or pronounce that extra T.
I also got to see my nephew yesterday for the first time in 2 weeks. I missed so much in that short time. He can WALK now, for Bob's sake. T__T Well, short distances, but still. And he babbles and "dadada"s and "agaah"s and makes all kinds of new consonant-ridden noises. And he has a new 'thing' that he does: he'll raise one arm above his head and just... hold it there. o_O We don't know if he's reaching for something, or about to wave at someone but pausing instead, or what... but it's really funny. And it's even funnier when he does it with both arms. :P He'll sit there and kinda look up or lean back, and just raise both arms in the air and sit there like that... then he'll put them down and go on with whatever he was doing before. It's hilarious. *gigglesnort*
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dragged from Becky's stream of consciousness at 9/29/2002 08:55:00 PM
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wFriday, September 27, 2002 |
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feeling: ok
listening to: Simpsons is on
Well, forget what I said about the anime club showing Jungle Emperor Leo tonight. Upon looking again at the schedule upon which that was printed, I found tiny print that reads "September 27, 2000". 9_9;
And here's the Friday Five I forgot in my last post from this afternoon...
1. What are your favorite ways to relax and unwind?
Play some Playstation, fudge around online, watch TV (or anime if there's nothing on), listen to music... the usual.
2. What do you do the moment you get home from work/school/errands?
Upon returning from classes I toss my bookbag on the floor and start screwing around on the computer, usually whilst eating the lunch I tend to pick up on the way back. That reminds me, I need to go get my mail before I leave tonight...
3. What are your favorite aromatherapeutic smells?
Uh, like... cinnamony stuff is good... *shrug*
4. Do you feel more relaxed with a group of friends or hanging out by yourself?
I could confuse a lot of people by saying something sarcastic and cute, but instead I'll say by myself.
5. What is something that you feel is relaxing but most people don't?
I... don't know. There's a lot of things other people find relaxing that I don't, though. Showers/baths, long walks, and hanging out with anyone are among them.
And on a final note...
"How many times have we seen our father go under the knife?"
"One more and I get a free historectomy!"
~Lisa and Marge Simpson during Homer's knee surgery
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dragged from Becky's stream of consciousness at 9/27/2002 06:07:00 PM
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feeling: damp
listening to: Whose Line's on
I hate rain. When it's raining, all I can think about is the rain. Especially when I'm out in it. All I can think about is how wet stuff is getting, how wet I'm getting, and how dreary and gray everything is. If I'm inside it's not so bad, as long as I stay away from windows and/or keep the curtains shut, and keep myself busy. But it's still never as bright indoors as it should be when it's not raining. Rain sucks.
And for the first time in 2 years... I actually WANT to stay on campus tonight. But I can't. >< Well, theoretically I could, of course... but... stuff to take care of. More stuff I need to get from home, obligation to attend church since I'm only about a month away from perfect attendance and if I lose it now my mom will be... uh, not pleased... and such. Mostly because I need to get more stuff from home. And also because weekends are my only chance of seeing my nephew. He likes me, dangit. Mom says he misses me. XP Not to mention that he makes me happier than most other things on this planet... it's amazing how therapeutic it is just making a little baby laugh. Anyway... my big reason, besides that, is to bring back more stuff from home. Like a working hair dryer. Mine crapped out on me Wednesday. -_- Just when I was starting to think I, for the first time, wouldn't mind showering every single day. Yeah, that's what I said. :p Cause the last 2 years I showered in the mornings instead of afternoons (like now, since I have to get up too early as it is) and it was a pain competing for the only decent shower on the 9th floor... but no one else ever takes showers in the afternoons, so I have no problem getting the best shower, which has such ridiculously high water pressure, I've cut about 15 minutes from my average shower time. XP
Yeah, I'm done talking about my shower life now.
Reasons why I want to stay on campus, ignoring the reasons why I can't:
~I like my single.
~I have homework I need a good computer for. Dad's computer sucks.
~My Playstation and most of my anime are here, and I don't feel like lugging them back and forth on weekends... but without them there's really not much to do on Saturdays at home.
~Tonight's the first OSU anime club showing of the year, and among other things, they're showing Jungle Emperor Leo. I've been wanting to see that for nearly 2 years. It's the really old 70s anime that everyone says Disney stole their Lion King plot from.
Anyway... it was kinda funny. Both yesterday and the day before - the first two days of classes - I was stopped in between Japanese lecture and Philosophy by newbies asking directions to the Central Classroom building. I thought everyone knew where that was. It's the friggin' main campus bookstore. :P Also, every day of the week except Friday, I have to make ridiculously long hikes between the two previously mentioned classes. The first day, I was actually a couple minutes late, and yesterday I was just barely on time. And they allow 12 minutes between class periods to avoid that kind of lateness. u_u
In other news, I finally saw Lord of the Rings yesterday. At last I'm a human! >:3 Er, my thoughts? It was good. I liked it muchly. But it wasn't the greatest thing to grace the silver screen in the past decade or anything. It definitely got me interested early on, and kept me interested, which few movies have done consistently lately. But it felt... rushed. I've never read the book series, but I could tell, especially in the last half or so, that they were just trying to throw in what they could while they could, and it just ended up feeling like they didn't quite manage to sqeeze in as much as the original story allowed. Legolas, for example. Legolas... disappointed me. ;_; From all I've heard, he was supposed to be a fangirl's dream *snicker*... but... he just looked like another cocky, self-serving kid with pretty hair and weird lips to me. And he had, like, NO role in the movie. It could've told its story perfectly well without him. *sigh*
Frodo Baggins, however, was absolutely adorable. ^u^ *musses his hair* And I can honestly say that seeing how compressed this movie felt made me want to read the books even more than I wanted to before.
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dragged from Becky's stream of consciousness at 9/27/2002 11:46:00 AM
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wMonday, September 23, 2002 |
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feeling: a whole lot better than I usually feel before noon
listening to: Sasaki Yuko - Pure Snow.. ah, this was my intro to J-pop
Oh, something I forgot to mention here when I learned it a week ago. Remember when I said how my grandpa had been through a bunch of tests and they found that he had no antibodies and a few spots that they were sure was multiple myeloma (bone cancer)? Well, 3 weeks after that, they got still more tests results and X-rays back, and there were no bone spots whatsoever. They totally ruled out the cancer. ^^ Makes me wonder what those three spots they found in the first X-rays were, then... and what happened to them... Anyway, I think he still has some problem with lack of antibodies or white blood cells or something, but he's cancer free. *sigh of relief*
Well, I set my alarm for 8 this morning just cause I didn't want to get used to sleeping in again 2 days before classes start, and the thing woke me up, so I guess that's a good sign. I dozed off again till about a quarter after, so I decided I was still tired and re-set my alarm for 8:30 and tried to sleep just a little more. I'm not sure if I did or not though, but at 8:30 I woke up and got up and actually felt good. I guess I haven't done too bad forcing myself to get up before 11 these past couple weeks. And here I thought I'd be totally screwed anyway. Did I mention this single's much bigger than I expected it to be? It might even have the same dimensions as the doubles in this dorm. I'm not sure though. But I think we shall get along just fine this year. There's too much empty wall space though... and I only have 2 cool and different posters, one computer-printed pic (another to come), and 3 good photos to cover it. I gotta get more. Need a carpet too. Oh, and this is amusing: last night I checked my mailbox for the first time, and there were two pieces of almost everything in it. They do that for doubles. Apparently they don't know which rooms are NOT doubles. So yeah... my box was so ridiculously crammed, it took me ages to empty it, and my arm actually hurt from carrying all upstairs. Grr.
Sigh... nothing cool on the Welcome Week schedule for today, except the Involvement Fair at noon... I wanna try to get there a bit early though, so I can catch the marching band leading all the little freshmen to the Oval. Heehee. The OSU band rocks. And the anime club has a table at the Involvement Fair this year, finally. Their showings and meetings are still Friday nights though, so I most likely won't be able to go to many this year, yet again. -_- Anyway. Nothing to doooo. Maybe I'll screw around with me Playstation... since I, well, can, and all. Ohoho.
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dragged from Becky's stream of consciousness at 9/23/2002 10:16:00 AM
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wSunday, September 22, 2002 |
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feeling: slightly tired, curious, not-quite-anticipating
listening to: nothing
The dreaded Saturday could have been very, very sucky. I had to get up too early, then spent half the day at a mall looking in gobs of stores and didn't find ANYTHING that 1) looked decent and 2) didn't cut off circulation to at least one limb. All I got was a pair of shoes, a pair of lounge/pajama pants, and one *ahem*. Lousy Jeffersonville. *mutter* We ran into my favorite teacher from gradeschool, though... she's still mega nice. ^^v Also, when we got lunch at the food court, the the girl at Gold Star Chili who took my order told me it would cost "four-fitty". A similar request was made of the woman who ordered after I did: "nine-fitty", or something like that. For you non-midwesterners out there, 'fitty' in this neck of the woods translates roughly to 'fifty'. Ah, good ol' Hickville, Southern Ohio.
Anyway, yeah. Sucky time at the mall. Then we got to the Reds game with next to zero traffic or parking problems. Too easy. It's not a Reds game until Dad gets us lost at least once. Fortunately he took us several minutes into Kentucky before getting us turned around and back home. I'm skipping ahead. Anywho, we got to the stadium about half an hour before it opened, so we waited over an hour and a half before the game finally started. Then it ran through inning #11. Then the Reds lost. Pretty sucky.
BUT!
That whole, entire, lousy day was made completely worth it by the most awesome fireworks show I've ever seen in my life. It was a dedication, of course, since yesterday's was the next to last game the Red would play in that field before its demolition. 20-25 minutes of fireworks, most of them set off from right there in the outfield. By the time it was over, my mom's hair and my clothes were quite generously peppered with ashes, and throughout the show, at least two very large, still glimmering chunks of firework fluttered to their ashen deaths very literally right in front of my face. If I were 15 years younger, I'd have run screaming from the ballpark. I used to be afraid the sparkles from fireworks would rain down right onto me and fry me to a crisp. :P Dang, though. I've never been so close to the action at a display like that.
To mimic the comic store guy: Best... Fireworks... Ever.
Well, yeah. The rest of the day sucked, right up to when we finally got home well after 2 a.m. and had to get up too early this morning for church. I'm used to that, though.
And now, the dreaded Weekend is over, as I am now in my new single dorm room and pretty well completely unpacked. This room is considerably bigger than I expected it to be. I approve. Now I just need more posters and such to cover all this wall space...
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dragged from Becky's stream of consciousness at 9/22/2002 09:58:00 PM
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wFriday, September 20, 2002 |
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feeling: warm and tired
listening to: mom's TV blaring downstairs so she can hear the news even though she's doing housework or down the hall doing jigsaw puzzles on her computer... ain't technology grand?
My archives seem to have eaten themselves again. Figures.
And here is my Friday Five for today.
1. Would you say that you're good at keeping in touch with people?
Nuh-uh. I hate making phonecalls, and I'm not too crazy about getting them either. Maybe because 98% of the ones I get are either telemarketers, college/armed forces recruiters, or wrong numbers. I don't write either... and I'm not great about responding to emails unless it's someone or something that I really want (or need) to get back to as soon as possible. Even with instant messengers, I extremely rarely message people unless they message me first.
2. Which communication method do you usually prefer/use: e-mail, telephone, snail mail, blog comments, or meeting in person? Why? Email and, yes, blog comments are good too. :3 Also instant messengers when possible... but mostly email for people I don't already know well. Making appointments, contacting teachers and such...
3. Do you have an instant messenger program? How many? Why/why not? How often do you use it?
I use AIM pretty much every day. ICQ too, but more rarely, and usually only during the school year because it's how me and my mom stay in touch every day without long distance charges. Used to have Yahoo, but I stopped using it, then had to reformat and never got it back.
4. Do most of your close friends live nearby or far away?
Dumplin' lives about 15 minutes away... my next nearest friend, whom I haven't talked to in ages for some reason I don't know, lives at the other end of the country.
5. Are you an "out of sight, out of mind" person, or do you believe that "absence makes the heart grow fonder"?
Depends on how long the absence is. I do believe the latter, but if that absence is prolonged to a really big extent, you start moving to "out of sight, out of mind" whether you want to or not. Seems that way to me, anyway.
So tomorrow begins my ever so fun weekend. We leave in the morning for the Reds game, because 1) we're stopping at a mall on the way and 2) traffic, and parking, is going to be ridiculous because the college football game right next door to where our Reds game is will be ending riiiight around the time our game starts. I gotta set a tape for Adult Swim too... anyway, and then Sunday I move back to the dorm. Which means I really should start packing today... but... we'll see. When did summers get so much shorter all of a sudden anyway?
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dragged from Becky's stream of consciousness at 9/20/2002 12:08:00 PM
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wTuesday, September 17, 2002 |
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feeling: tired and... aaaarrrg
listening to: Pop Rocks fizzing on my tongue
Two days later and I STILL feel like a big sticky pile of sappy mushy goo. >_< Yeah... peruse through my previous post if you didn't get that.
This weekend is gonna be interesting. Ok, to start things off, I got a Voicemail over the weekend from the girl who will be my resident advisor on my dorm floor this year. A normal thing for all RAs to call their residents a week before move-in. But, she tells me that move-in day this year will be on Saturday. This sucks because in all my years past, move-in days have been Sundays. Therefore, since we were expecting to move in on Sunday this year as usual, we made plans months ago for Saturday, September 21. Specifically, my mom ordered tickets for the three of us to go to the second-to-last (I think) game to be played by the Cincinnati Reds in their current stadium. So, pretty expensive plans. Well, until I got that Voicemail, we were also planning to make a day of it and spend the afternoon at a mall complex that happens to fall between here and Cinci, for last-minute wardrobe updating and such (in other words, since this is ME, to buy a couple new shirts). Aaaand then, just yesterday, we learned that a college football game between OSU (my school, of course) and the University of Cincinnati had such a huge expected turnout (I guess) that they decided to move it to the stadium where the Cinci Bengals play football. This is, of course, literally right next door to the stadium where the Reds play. See, a normal OSU football game can draw close to 100,000 fans, while this Bengals stadium holds less than 70,000... can't imagine how much smaller the Uni of Cinci's stadium must've been for them to move it. Well, anyway... the football game starts about 4 hours before our baseball game starts. Which means traffic for us inbounds is going to be HELL. There is no way we can get there at a decent time to avoid it; we can either reach the stadium 2 hours early to avoid traffic and consequently have to park about 15 miles away, or we can try to arrive RIGHT when the Reds game is about to start, and risk being caught in traffic for the chance of getting a sliiightly more decent parking spot. Either way, we're pretty much stuffed.
So yeah. On Saturday, I'm expected to move into my dorm, ALONG with all that. So, two things can happen: I can get there as early as possibly Saturday to get my key and drop off my junk and then leave for the Reds game and maybe a couple hours of mall time, adding to the ridiculousness that Saturday will already be, or I can tell my RA to screw that, I can't be there until Sunday afternoon. That won't be a big problem, of course; people move in early or late all the time. Heck, I'd be surprised if any more than half the college population actually moves in on move-in day. But there's a designated day for a reason - it's a lot more convenient for a lot of people, and all the welcoming meetings and activities and such are all scheduled around move-in day. So no matter what I do, unless I miss the Reds game and put my quite expensive ticket to utter waste, I'm gonna miss something. Our first floor meeting comes to mind. It's always the evening of move-in day, so I assume it'll be Saturday this year, unless there's a reason they pushed move-in back a day and therefore plan to have first floor meetings on Sunday, which I doubt. But yeah. The first floor meeting's not something residents are advised to miss. Actually, I think it's "required". Still though, I'm very sure that missing it won't be a problem if I need to... but... err, one thing about that first meeting is, among other purposes, it's a kind of icebreaker thing for everyone on the floor. Everyone gets to know everyone else. Also, remember, I live in a single this year. Therefore, if I miss the introductory floor meeting AND have no roommate to bum some temporary buddies off of, then I'm not gonna know ANYONE on my floor. Cause yeah... all the people I even came close to calling friends from the dorm before were people I met through my roommates. Except two. One of those I happend to share a class with AND attend the same Bible study with, and the other was just an extremely outgoing and social person who happened to be friendly even toward the biggest of sideline, non-social residents such as myself. Neither of them will be living in my dorm again this year, nor will anyone else I've gotten to know over the past 2 years, except poooooosssibly one guy who might be an RA in Siebert again this year... but... I really don't know.
Anyway. Point being I won't know anyone unless I go out and meet people myself. And really, can anyone reading this see that happening? :P Don't get me wrong though... not that being social and knowing everyone on my floor are my biggest concerns about living in the dorm :p, but it has proven to be somewhat... good?... in the past. It was pretty fun getting dinner with previously mentioned outgoing and social neighbor girl last year. Not that I don't prefer hiking to the cafe a block away and getting takeout to eat in my dorm where I can eat alone while watching TV or surfing the net, but it was a nice change of pace. Cause see, not all my dining-with-other-people experiences were quite so pleasant. Some were boring, some were unsettling, some were just kinda a hassle. Actually... only that one was any fun. Well, unless you count browsing the Aeropostale sale with my first roommate and her best friend (previously mentioned guy who miiiight be an RA in Siebert again this year)... but that was a mixed blessing. He was great, but I don't think that roommate much cared for me. :3
Well, that's about it, I guess. My super fun Saturday ahead and my move-in day adventures-to-be. I gotta call my RA back soon to figure out what to do about that...
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dragged from Becky's stream of consciousness at 9/17/2002 01:31:00 PM
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wMonday, September 16, 2002 |
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feeling: ^U^ and ToT and >_< all at once
listening to: Chemistry - Kimi o Sagashiteta ~The Wedding Song~
WARNING: if you don't wanna hear me ramble about a Japanese comedy/drama series, or if you don't wanna see major spoilers for Wedding Planner, then read NOT this very long post :P
Toru and Kanako finally got marrieeeed~~~ :D *weep*
...Ok. :P Several weeks ago, some may remember my post here about watching the Japanese music/variety show Hey Hey Hey! for the first time, where Gackt was the main guest and such? Well, on that same night I also watched the show that precedes that show every Sunday night, a Japanese dramedy thing called Wedding Planner. Like Hey!^3, this show is in Japanese and not subtitled. But I watched it anyway, and was able to follow the main ideas fairly well. It's about this group of people called Sweet Bridal who do the planning and arranging and background work behind weddings... and of course, it focuses on relationships within the group AND totally outside the group, i.e. the couples who have their weddings planned by Sweet Bridal. So anyway, the next week I watched it again, and after a couple weeks I saw an episode that just... would've made me cry if I hadn't lost my ability to shed tears (as it seemed) a few years ago. T_T It was about this client of Sweet Bridal's who wanted her real mother, whom she hadn't seen since she was a child, to come to her wedding. She had a pearl necklace that her mother had given to her ages ago and asked her to wear at her wedding, and she planned to wear it and wanted her mother to see it. But her mother, who actually did love her daughter and wanted the wedding to be perfect for her (she even hired herself into Sweet Bridal to help her without her knowing), continually acted cold toward her daughter. Finally they had a huge fight that left lots of sadness and guilt and the like. Then the wedding day comes, and it looks like Mom's not gonna show up... but then, there she is. At first the bride wants nothing to do with her, and she doesn't wear the pearl necklace during her wedding. But then someone in Sweet Bridal convinces her that her mother does love her, so she goes out to the reception, wearing the necklace, and makes a big touching speech to her mother, after which they run to each other and embrace and cry etc. while the whole audience watches. While, of course, the main theme *points to title at top of post* plays as it does in every episode when something touching and weepy happens. It was too sweet. Aaaand that was the ep that got me hooked.
The next week's ep had pretty much the same effect, except it was not only sweet and weepy but adorable, because the character in the spotlight was this absolutely adorable little kid, Taku. See, Taku had a crush on this girl Haruka, and he wanted to marry her. (aww~ ^u^) But his mom, Kanako, didn't want him near her for fear that she'd lose him, because he was all she had since her husband left years ago. So Taku was all upset because everyone, literally, seemed to be against his and Haruka's relationship (except maybe Toru, but... anyway). Even Misaki, a Sweet Bridal member who lives with Taku and his mom and is like a sister to him, tells him there's no way. Then in the end Taku found out that Haruka was leaving town, and he had to kinda stand at a distance and watch as she got into the car with her parents and pulled away. But then Misaki, who feels bad for discouraging Taku, jumps out in front of the car and it stops. Haruka gets out and Taku catches up to her, and Misaki goes over and makes them join hands and close their eyes and make their silent vows, sorta conducting a little mini-wedding for them. She even has Jun (he gets mentioned later) park this huge van in front of the kids, and he opens the back doors to reveal this hige floral display which acts as a backdrop to their little ceremony. And of course, the main theme plays throughout. Then the ceremony ends and Haruka gets in the car again and rides away, while Taku runs after the car shouting "We'll meet again!" and such. Taku is such a doll~ *squee*
Anyway... so at that point I decided that this wasn't your average soap opera, and I started watching it faithfully every week.
The next 3 or 4 episodes got me more and more interested, mainly because of Taku and the growing relationship/tension between his mom Kanako and a guy she works with, Toru. See, at first Kanako and Toru hated each other, but Taku immediately took a liking to Toru early on, so they spent more time together and inadvertently grew on each other. Well, then Taku's daddy, who left him and Kanako years ago, came back to town with his new girl, and wanted to take Taku to live with him, claiming he wanted to take some stress off Kanako. This storyline took several episodes to develop, all the while with Kanako being mean to Toru every time he tried to be nice to her, which made me just want to wring her neck >~< ...and tonight's ep was the climax: when Kanako tearfully decided to send Taku off with his daddy after all, Taku got mad at her and climbed to the roof of a tall building, scaring everyone to death. Toru was the one who went up after him and talked to him about his mama's decision, and made him understand. And Taku asked Toru to become his new papa. (all together now: awwww~) And yes, Kanako watched all this from the ground. Anywho, later, Taku was just about to get into his father's car to leave town, while Kanako watched sadly from a little way away... until Toru jumped out and stopped him. Taku and his dad watched as Toru turned and made this long speech I couldn't understant to Kanako, who had had a new respect for him since the whole rooftop thing with her son. Well, finally Toru tells Kanako that he loves her and wants to marry her. At which point my exact words were "About bloody time, Toru!" 9u9 Anywho... it was quiet for a while, and I thought Kanako would blow him off, again. But instead... she accepted.
*glee*
Sooo, then Taku ran over to them, and Toru lifted him up and asked "Is it ok with you if I become your papa?" to which Taku eagerly replied "Yeah!" ^___^ Cue happy emotional smiley teary (well, teary for Kanako) moment between the 3 of them, while the show's main theme plays yet again as it does during these sappy parts in every ep. It's one of those songs that just makes you blubber like a baby when it plays behind happy scenes like that. Which it did in pretty much every single episode I saw, as I've mentioned. Sometimes it doubled as just plain sad, like the one with Mieko when the guy proposed to her on her hospital bed... *sniffle* Well, anyway. Then after the proposal scene, Toru, Kanako, Taku, and all their Sweet Bridal buddies are walking through this field talking, and Toru and Kanako are having some kind of little spat, as usual. Then everyone stops and looks off in the distance at a floral archway made of those big woody vines (or actual wood?) set up in the field, surrounded by... other wedding-y stuff. Kanako and Toru are clueless, so their buddies tell them "it's the wedding." Still clueless: "Huh? Whose wedding?" Not so clueless anymore, as one of the girl buddies holds up a wedding dress out of nowhere: "Yours!"
So they get married. ^u^
Yes, I know. It's a drama show, a sappy one at that, and I normally hate dramas and ridicule them at every chance I get. But this series is different, somehow... maybe because it has so many characters and so many things going on, none of which are your average "he loves her but she loves him and he loves somebody else" drama plots (that's always part of it, but there's always something genuinely meaningful behind it; like the ep with the estranged mother). See, I've only told, what, 3 stories here. There are lots of other characters, each with their own stories, some that take up just one ep and some that take up a few. There's more of a past to Toru and Kanako too, but I didn't put it here for my sanity's sake. Like... one other storyline that ran throughout the series and culminated in tonight's ep was that of Misaki and Jun. Earlier in the series, Jun proposed to Misaki, but she was already engaged to some other guy who genuinely loved her (mutual, twas)... but then the day of their wedding came, and... well, it didn't happen. Because her groom-to-be had a surprise visit from his still-caring ex, among other things. Misaki was upset, but then she decided she was ready to hook up with Jun, who still loved her. And in last week's episode, Misaki found out she was... carrying Jun's baby. And in tonight's episode, I thiiiink they had sort of a little pre-wedding thing of their own along with Kanako and Toru's wedding. Well... yeah. And then were was the arc of Kurumi and Shuhei, which took most of the series to resolve... sort of resolve... and lots of little individual stories that lasted an episode or two. Like the estranged mother one and the Taku/Haruka one.
Sooo, that explains the ^U^ and the ToT of my post heading above: after tonight's ep I'm so happy I'd weep if I were capable. What explains the >_<, then, you ask? Well, it's like this. I just got into this show a few weeks ago... and tonight's was so happy and weepy and awesome and got me even more hooked than the last 5 episodes individually did. The problem there: tonight's episode, only the 11th, was the last in the series.
T_____T
Noooo... and since I was watching it pretty much during its original run (i.e. it's a new series, which just aired on Japanese TV a couple months before it did on the channel I saw it on), it'll probably never repeat so I can actually see it again... and some new drama about nurses or something is on next Sunday's schedule *pounds head on desk*
But, at least I have pictures >:3
Takuuu! *squidge* uh... and Jun, too
Taku and Haruka's wedding piccy
Toru and Kanako pretending to like each other
Kurumi and Shuhei looking sad
Sweet Bridal heading toward Toru and Kanako's wedding... Misaki and Jun are on the far right... and see lil' Taku hiding back there? :D
"Huh? Whose wedding?"
aaaaand...
*kisses everybody*
And now... I'm done. Just about bedtime for meee.
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dragged from Becky's stream of consciousness at 9/16/2002 02:20:00 AM
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wSaturday, September 14, 2002 |
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feeling: kinda tired
listening to: Peggy Lee - He's a Tramp
~EDITED @ 11:00 P.M.~
I found this at someone else's blog, and since I never have anything better to post here, I thought I might try to do this weekly. Sooo without further ado and such, I present to you my Friday Five for September 13. A day late. Sue me.
1. What was/is your favorite subject in school? Why?
In gradeschool, probably English. In high school, all my art and literature classes. And in college, Japanese. I better say that. :p Actually Classics 222 (Greek and Roman mythology) comes in close behind... that class was way awesome. I wanted to major in mythology before I learned that OSU doesn't have a mythology major. ;_;
2. Who was your favorite teacher? Why?
In gradeschool, Mrs. Coffey. She was ultra nice, and when I had my evil bike wreck between grades 5 and 6, she was the only one who called me and sent cards and letters and stuff just to see how my recovery was going. Even my 'best friend' didn't do that... she stopped in the day after, because it was my birthday and she had a little gift to drop off for me. But the look of my grossly scrambled face sent her packing pretty quick. Anyway... and in high school... I don't know, really. I had a couple teachers who were pretty likeable, but I didn't exactly bond with any of them or anything. I guess I'd say Mr. Brown, who I had for a couple literature classes. He was funny. And he kept a real stuffed raven perched on a little hook on the wall cause he was a Poe fan. :P And in college, my coolest teachers so far have been Kashiwagi-sensei, whom I've talked about before, and Dana from my advanced American literature class (I forget her last name :p)... everyone else thought she was a slave driver... *shrug* we had a lot of work in the class, but it was an advanced course, so I didn't blame her. And she actually genuinely helped and encouraged us... her favorite compliment was "You're a rock star!" and she gave it pretty much every day, at least once. Yeah, cheesy, but at least she actually cared and gave compliments and encouragement and such. Teachers like that have been hard to come by in my own education experience. :P
3. What is your favorite memory of school?
Of gradeschool... probably when me and some other kids discovered a very small, dark doorway hidden in a back corner of the janitor's closet, so small that even one of us would've had to duck to get through... and one of us (not me) actually tried to go in, but we had to bolt cause a teacher was coming. We were only in 2nd grade or so... we thought there might be a big ol' secret treasury back there or something. X3 It was most likely janitorial supplies, but... they'd have had to be pretty small ones, heh. And uh... in high school... I really can't think of one. I despised high school. Oh, actually, I guess I can say my senior year on the quiz bowl team... we had some great moments. Marshmallows were one of our staple snacks during practices, and once I stuffed 8 of those jumbo ones in my mouth at once, that was fun >:3... also our trip by air to Washington D.C., my first time flying... and all the little inside jokes I couldn't even begin to list here *chucklesigh*
4. What was your favorite recess game?
I had a few. One favorite among many of us was using the "platform" (one of those elevated things with a mini jungle gym, netting to climb, a pole to slide down, a twisty slide, etc.) as a prison type thing... in 5th grade it was jumping rope... eh, that's all I really remember right now.
5. What did you hate most about school?
In gradeschool, I hated the fact that kids are cruel, because I was one of the sideline kids who was always picked on. In high school... pretty much everything. Senior year band in particular, because the teacher was a complete and total jerk. And if I ever see that moron again and he tries to talk to me, I will let him know in not the friendliest of ways just how much he screwed up what should've been my best and most memorable year of school. -_- There were a couple times when I and/or my dad outsmarted him though... ahh, those were the days.
That's it for this week's five. But you know, since I'm bored, I might as well post a few of the archive sets here. Not all of them, because there's way too many and some of them I can't really answer. And in a lot of the early ones, #5 is always the same, so I'll just run them together instead of leaving them in sets. So yeah. Here we go.
Where were you born (city or state or just country)? Chillicothe, Ohio, USA
What is your favorite number? I think it's still 7... why, I don't know
Vanilla or chocolate? chocolate
What section of a bookstore would I find you in? Comics/humor. :3 Or if it was a really big-name bookstore, I'd be checking out manga.
Laying on your back and facing the ceiling, which side of the bed do you sleep on? Well... I have single, so... no special side, really... I do tend to roll to one side or the other throughout the night though, but it's very random :P
Do you have to have covers (blankets and/or sheets) at all costs, no matter the weather? Nah... I like having a blanket, but if it's really hot I can go without
Sleep nekkid or no? Why? Heck no. Why? Because. :p
What's under your bed? Nothing, it's a waterbed
If you have pets, do you let them sleep with you? Why or why not? I would, and I have before, but my cats can't seem to make it through a night without tearing something up or yowling to be let in and out and in and out, so they have to stay outdoors at night now
What's on top of your refrigerator? A couple little painted, wood-and-clothespins covered bridges that me, my brother, and/or my mom made ages ago... and a whole lot of dust
What's your favorite meal of the day? Lunch probably... not sure why
Wash dishes by hand or in the dishwasher? What detergent do you use? We've always done it the old fashioned way. :P Detergent... heck if I know. Whatever's on sale, knowing my mom.
How often do you eat out compared to eating in? Not often. Usually just when we're in town at mealtime anyway... trips to and from my dorm, shopping days (a couple times a year if that), so forth.
Do you have any rituals or ways that you celebrate autumn (or spring for those in the southern hemisphere)? Nah, but my mom likes to change some of the decorations around the house to fit the season... and she likes to get little gourds and stuff
Do you observe Halloween, Samhain, and/or All Saints' Day? Halloween, though all I ever do anymore is help decorate my dorm floor and hand out candy. My floor's decorations won in decorating contests for the past 2 years cause Siebert 9 rocked. >:3 I'm gonna miss it this year... siiigh
Carve pumpkins or paint them? I've done both, but neither for several years.
If you observe trick-or-treating, what will you be handing out at the door this year?My parents hand out full sized Hershey bars, plain and almond... I tend to get several bags of little things like suckers and gum when I hand out candy in the dorm though... there's always a whoooole lot of kids wandering through. *_*
What's the best gift you've ever received? Mitsu. *sniffle*
What's the worst? I dunno... my grandma seems to like giving me shampoo and pantyhose though... ¬_¬
What do you want for Christmas/Hannukah/Kwanzaa this year? Not much, other than anime. I could list my desired titles, but it'd take up too much space. X3 I do kinda want a DVD player this year though, since I'm gravitating more towards DVDs than videos lately... and of course I still want a PS2... *snort*
As far as Holiday shopping goes, do you buy throughout the year or do it last-minute? Last minute, because if I do it too early the person I'm buying for might already have what I planned to give them by the time I can give it to them... and of course procrastination's what I do best.
Do you eat breakfast? What did you have today? Not usually, unless I'm up unusually early. I did today... had a bowl o' Fruity Pebbles, dude. ^u^ Best thing about that cereal is after it gets a bit soggy and colors the milk, if you kinda pull some of the 'pebbles' toward you with the spoon, it wrinkles the milk. XD
What beverages do you usually have in a typical day? Glass of juice or Koolaid with lunch, and a can of pop with dinner. I don't drink enough.
White bread or wheat bread? Wheat is preferred, but lately all we've had in the house is white burger buns...
What's your favorite kind (potato/tortilla/corn) and flavor of chip? Potato. I especially like Pringles. Sour cream & onion and pizza flavors are the best.
Name five things in your refrigerator: Pitcher of Koolaid, some deli meat, cans of Pepsi, bag of salad lettuce, and probably some leftover baby food from our last babysitting day
Name five things in your freezer: Lots of TV dinners, some frozen burritos, lots of different meats waiting to be used, and probably several containers of berries that haven't become pies or cobblers yet
Name five things under your kitchen sink: Many vases, dish detergent, the little bowl I used to keep Mitsu in when I cleaned his vase, various containers, watering can
Name five things around your computer: Piccy of my nephew, tiger lamp, printer, gobs of CDs (software and burned), and 4 Pocky boxes, 3 of which contain Pocky
What did you have for dinner last night? Spaghetti with my mom's homemade sauce... dad's favorite 9_9
Do you ever get up for a midnight snack? Nope
What's your favorite dessert? Ice cream. Just about any flavor. Give me ice cream and I'll follow you anywhere. :3~~
Tell us something about you that would surprise us. Oh geez... err... I don't even listen to American radio anymore, except in the car, and I haven't bought any CDs by artists well known in America for several years... instead I listen to my monster collection of anime and J-pop music... I think a lot of people knew that though... eh well
What did you want to be when you grew up? As a kid I wanted to be a teacher... what was I thinking...
Do you have any nicknames? uh, Dumplin' calls me Sempai... and I have more online screen names than I can count
If you could change something about yourself what would it be? Pretty much everything
Have you ever bought anything from an infomercial? No, I trust eBay more :P
What do you have your browser start page set to? Hachiko
What are your favorite news sites? I don't do news sites, really
Favorite search engine? Google
When did you first get online? Here at home, a bit over 4 years ago... at school, a few years earlier than that... don't remember
Have you ever had braces? Any other teeth trauma? No... I was supposed to get braces but never did... still don't think I needed them
Ever broken any bones? Nope, just my nose.
Ever had stitches? Yeah... 4 in my foot, 10 on my upper lip, 5 in the corner of my nose, and 3 in my tongue. Foot stitches from a metal kiddie slide, face stitches from the bike wreck.
What are the stories behind some of your [physical] scars? Thanks for including the [physical] in there, first off. :P Ok, uh... chicken pox scars on my forehead, chest, and a shin (all I know of); bike wreck scars as mentioned above; other bike wreck scars on my cheek, chest, and left knee; a couple on my hip from falling on a couple pieces of rusty metal when I was 2 or 3; tons on my arms and hands from cat scratches; and the one on my left foot as mentioned above
Hey, baby, what's your sign? Do you think it fits you pretty well? Cancer. And you know, I've heard so many different descriptions of the ideal Cancer, I can't tell you which ones suit me and which ones are totally opposite of me. :P
What's the worst birthday gift you've ever received? I really don't know
What's the best birthday gift you've ever received? Got a new TV last year... probably that.
What's the best way you've celebrated your birthday thus far? Dunno... I never really did anything really special for my birthdays.
Ok, holy crap. There are more archives than I realized there were. X_X And I must go prepare for Adult Swim, so maybe I'll do the rest later. Adieu.
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dragged from Becky's stream of consciousness at 9/14/2002 09:38:00 PM
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wFriday, September 13, 2002 |
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feeling: bored
listening to: Cover Girls - Wishing on a Star
It's really cute how much my nephew seems to like me. Every time he sees me, especially when he first arrives here or after we've been apart for several minutes/hours, he smiles real big and waves and engages in these little laughing contests we have. He'll make a really short, staccato "Ha!" sound, and I'll mimic it, and he'll do it again, and we just keep going back and forth for minutes on end. It's pretty funny~ Also when someone else is holding him and I hold out my arms to take him, he actually reaches out for me. He never used to do that... usually he'd just smile and grab the hands of whoever was about to pick him up. But he actually reaches out for my shoulders... and the other day he was awakened too early from a nap (by the phone), which usually makes him cry and stuff, but I was sitting nearby and he actually tried to crawl out of my mom's arms reaching for me. He actually fussed and whined until she gave him up, then I took him and he was happy.
*feels all warm and fuzzy*
Pardon my babbling. I'm not used to having babies like me, let alone choose me when other people are around to choose from. :P It's probably just because I look so much like his dad though, heh... his wife's dad (nephy's other grandpa) said that if my hair was short, or if my brother's was long, he'd have never been able to tell us apart. He's right... I think the only differences in our looks are in body size (he's thinner, muscular-er, shorter-legged, and older by 6 years), hair length, and our smiles. Well, not even that, really... only difference between our smiles is that I still have 2 primary/baby teeth on top and he doesn't. Anyway, everyone also says the baby looks exactly like my brother. Who looks much like me. Hmmmm. ¬u¬
Lord, this is sad. I'm too proud an aunt for my own good. By the way, have I ever posted this here? I think I have, but there it is anyway. :P
Bluh. The booming city of Richmond Dale, with all 5 or so streets that compose it, is having its annual Salt Creek Valley Festival this weekend. Which means my church along with the others in the town will be holding morning service all as one congregation, and outdoors. I wish I could just stay home. Because I can't sit out there in the broiling heat to listen to a sermon for an hour plus. I can't even sit that long in our air conditioned sanctuary without nodding off, which is why I always go to an unused back room and hide out with my folder full o' drawings and my favorite pencil. :P Anyway, since I can't sit through that outdoor service and keep my sanity - or stay awake - I have to either wander around the festival, which composes all of one street corner, or sit around in my church waiting for my parents to come back so we can go home. And usually dad wants to stay after the service to wander around, since he's very invoved with the church and the local school (he's school board president), so I usually have to wait around even longer. There's really nothing to do there except wander aimlessly around with a small group of friends marvelling at the patheticness of Richmond Dale's biggest (and only) festival... but since I don't have a group of friends to wander with, that's out for me. And if you're someone who wants to counter that statement, please feel free to leave me a comment about it. :P Anyway... I wish I could just stay home... I wish that every Sunday morning. Only reason I go to church anymore is for Sunday school, which happens to come before the worship services I can't sit through... starts at 9:30. >_< And, the only reason I go to that EVERY Sunday is because of my perfect attendance record. For several years there, either my parents forced me to go to church or going was actually fun, which led to me getting 13 years of Sunday school perfect attendance. Minus a day per year or so, which is allowed. Well, I'll complete my 14th year in November of this year... and if I don't make it just that far, my mom will go nuts. After that I'll likely slack off a little, but I'm too close now not to finish up my year.
In short... I wish I didn't have to go to the fest this Sunday morning. But I'm sort of obliged. =_=
In other news... there is no other news. As is the case most of the time, this blog is merely a ramble put together so I could work off some extreme boredom. I'm not complaining about the boredom, mind you, because in a couple weeks when I'm back at college, I'll be sorely missing this pathetic summer life of mine. :p The only thing I don't like about my "summer life" is that no matter how hard I try, I can't wake up before like, noon, without being miserable the rest of the day. No matter what time I go to bed. I mentioned that in my last post, I believe. But it really sucks, because I don't like sleeping much later than 10, and I would prefer to b eup well before that so I can get more done, but... I just can't. Even if I go to bed before midnight, I still can't successfully wake up before 11. Worst part is, I have barely over one week left before I have to get into a routine of waking by 7:30 every single morning. -_- I hate school.
No, I don't. I like college. It's not as brutal as many make it out to be. Maybe that's just because I prepared myself for the worst before I started and then had an easy first quarter... but anyway. It has its stresses, but to me, it's leagues better than high school. I despised high school with the greatest of passions. I don't even like going to my former high school's sporting events and the like because it puts me back in that Hell-on-earth environment where I was judged on the most petty of bases and had a reputation within a year that I had to keep up or else become an even larger target for judgmentality. I do like college. I just don't like all the homework, exams, lack of leisure time, and lack of available nephew-visiting time. T_T And this past year I learned that I also don't like being required to have a major. Life was so much easier when all I had to worry about was what GEC (general requirements) to take when. Now I have many required classes that are only offered certain quarters, which limits the time I have to take them along with the honors and/or advanced level GECs I have to take to stay in honors so I won't have to do a senior thesis... and I only have 2 years left to get them all out of the way. Bottom line is I'll be lucky to graduate in spring 2004 like I'm supposed to; not because of poor grades, but because of scheduling problems and classes that are only offered at certain times. And after I do graduate any jobs that I'll be able to get will be limited to the field in which my major specialized. And really, how many openings are there in the Japanese-language job market that don't involve teaching?
The good thing is, the highest math level I'm required to take as a Japanese major is pre-calculus. >:D
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dragged from Becky's stream of consciousness at 9/13/2002 12:43:00 AM
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wMonday, September 09, 2002 |
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feeling: bored and tired
listening to: Maaya Sakamoto - Hemisphere
A new song to be obsessed with. ^^ *plays Hemi over and over... again*
Ok, this is proof that my sleeping life sucks. Saturday night I got less than 4 hours of sleep, cause I was up by just after 7 a.m., right? So I was dead tired throughout Sunday and went to bed just after midnight, very early for me in summer. Then this morning I woke up for good around 9:30. Figure up the hours there. I should be rested, right? I wish. In reality I woke up STILL dead tired, AND with a headache. So around 11:30 I went back to sleep for an hour and woke up feeling better. See, no matter how early I go to bed, I can not wake up earlier than, like 11 a.m. without feeling miserable. I was in bed for approximately 9 hours last night and woke up miserable, which didn't end till after a nap that ended at 12:30... yet I regularly go to bed at 4 or later, wake up after 5-6 hours, and feel fine all day. I don't get it.
In other news, last night I saw possibly the funniest thing I've seen since the Utaban "crotch split" video: Gackt-sama competing against one of the Hey Hey Hey! hosts to determine who is the Billiard King. >u< Gackt won, of course... eheheh... with his custom telescopic cue stick that he carries around in something resembling a small, tubular guitar case... *snort* One of the funniest parts was when he was lining up a tough shot and it was all quiet and stuff, while he was concentrating like mad... then out of nowhere he straightened and flicked some hair out of his eyes X3 and when the crowd kept yelling "Gakuto, gambatte~" and he just drawled this totally apathetic little muttering "haaaai"... he's so funny on TV appearances... you can just hear him thinking 'pleeeease, get me out of here' XD
So on my last weekend before starting school, I have to go to a Cinci Reds game with my parents. Because it's like, the second to last game they'll ever play in that stadium, or whatever. Really, I like going to stuff like that... the stadium is fun to run around in, and there's nothing like ballpark hot dogs. ^u^ I dunno, I like eating out, even if it is in a stadium. Nice change from eating frozen burritos and ham sandwiches at home. Which I love too. See, I'm hopeless. :P
Oh, I think my nephew's awake now... I should go downstairs and make him happy since he likes me better than mom. She's jealous of me. >:3 He's about to start jabbering too... he's learning to make hard consonant sounds instead of just "aaaah" and "mmmmm". Yay~
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dragged from Becky's stream of consciousness at 9/09/2002 04:22:00 PM
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wSaturday, September 07, 2002 |
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feeling: decent but bored... nothing new
listening to: X Japan - Art of Life
what's your cowboy bebop theme song?
>:D
No, see... I took the quiz again, cause there's a couple questions that I could very honestly answer in more than one way. I took it several more times, changing a couple answers at a time and still being totally honest (like, changing "I'm a loner" to "I'm quiet and observant" or "I'm easygoing", stuff like that). Every single new result I got, except one, was, believe it or not, Blue. The one exception was Autumn in Ganymede, another I've never heard. Makes me wonder how the heck I got Road to the West yesterday... but I'm so happeeeehh *loves Blue to friggin death*
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dragged from Becky's stream of consciousness at 9/07/2002 09:15:00 PM
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feeling: not bad
listening to: Cowboy Bebop - Blue ;_;
...asked myself what it's all for... y'know the funny thing about it... I couldn't answer...
Lord, I love this song. I wish I'd gotten it as my Cowboy Bebop Theme Song. But instead I got this, which I had never heard before this prompted me to download it:
what's your cowboy bebop theme song?
It's a nice song. I like Blue much better though.
Erg, school in 2 weeks. I am going to really, really regret not practicing Japanese over the summer. My CD-ROM has been sitting untouched for 3 months, and only a couple days ago did I pick up daily kanji and kana practice again. Also for the first time since June. It's coming back pretty easy though... just can't let myself slip anymore. And I WILL break out that CD-ROM and do some intensive review very soon, because if I don't I'm gonna seriously embarass myself once I'm back in the classroom. It won't be pretty. I don't expect to go back BETTER than I was at the end of last year, but I really, really don't want to be worse. I was already starting to slip halfway through last year. Can't go on that way. Eh, at least I listen to Japanese music every danged day and watch non-subtitled Japanese TV every Sunday night, and before I discovered that I had lots of subtitled anime to keep my ears tuned to the language. Better than nothing, it really is... but it ain't gonna be enough. I need to get back into speaking it, not just hearing it.
I'm rambling. Stop me. Nah, I'll stop myself.
Speaking of Japanese though... I've gotten my dad interested in it. :3 Today I wore the shirt I got from that East Asian language fest I went to right before last year ended, and it has "Department of East Asian Languages and Literatures" written 3 times on the front, once in each of Japanese, Korean, and Chinese. Tonight he learned which was which, and I also showed him how the Japanese and Chinese characters were mostly the same... then he asked me stuff about order of names (family name comes before given name in east Asian languages, etc)... I dunno, I just think it's cool that my dad actually takes such interest in my major. I thought he thought I was insane for making the decision, like everyone else seems to. He probably still does... but he's interested. He says he's interested in languages in general, especially dialects and such, which we discussed a lot while I was taking that linguistics class in winter. He notices things and asks me about them and I can put a name or definition to them, and such. Anywho... he's probably just trying to encourage me, but I still think it's pretty cool that he takes interest at all instead of picking on me for choosing such a... weird... major. In fact, I think if he were younger and not busy with work, he'd probably go to school somewhere to study languages and history (another subject we discussed a lot when I took those classes).
Man, I'm really in the rambling mindset tonight. Happens when one has no life, I guess. I even left town tonight, and still nothing to talk about. :P Except, of course, that I found the most awesome CD wallet ever at Walmart. I have never owned a CD wallet before. Always just carried my CDs around a few at a time, in their own cases (or putting a couple in one case), and even that was rare; didn't help that I've never really owned that many CDs at all. Anyway, this thing... I can't describe it well... it's black, and the back side is covered with soft tiger-patterned fur, which wraps around and turns into a tiger's face that sort of lazily lies diagonally across the front. And the zipper is adorned with a tiger tail, maybe 8 inches, as a puller. I would say I'll probably never use it, but... I have a feeling I'll try to make use of it this year. Something this cool doesn't deserve to just lie around and collect dust.
now listening to: Escaflowne Movie - Sora... ah, I love my playlist ^^
Know what sucks? These past few days I've actually felt like drawing for the first time in I don't know how long... but I have zero inspiration. None. So I kinda resumed working on this Photoshop thing I started ages ago of two chibi catgirls... but... arg. My muse is the laziest little snot ever to walk the earth, so to speak. Oh, that reminds me... Dumplin-chan, remember the stupid tablet doodles you made me do when you were here Monday? I swear by all things holy that I intended to fill that page and send you a screenshot, but... then the power went out. Gomen ne. >-< It was almost filled too... you'd have liked what I did to the rhino. XP Ahh, and I have an excellent idea for your Christmas present already >:D *snortcackle*
Oh yeah... my grandma's gonna start asking for Christmas lists really soon. This year went by way too fast. T_T
now listening to: Utena Musical - Welcome
kimi o... mamori-TA-iiii... iiiiitsumaaa-deee-moooo... *sway*
I think I'm finished now. Sing, ramble, ramble, mutter, hint-hint, mutter. Another absolutely pointless blog from yours truly.
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dragged from Becky's stream of consciousness at 9/07/2002 01:48:00 AM
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wSunday, September 01, 2002 |
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feeling: good but... uh... discouraged? dreading?
listening to: Utena - Puchi Banshou no Seimei Kodoku Shi (The Solitary Existence of the Petite Universe: A History. gotta love J.A. Seazer. bow to him! booooww! I order you!!)
Ok, as it turns out the ol' family cookout at my place for Labor Day IS still on. And my mom's dad and his wife are likely to come too, and I have a feeling my mom will try her darnedest to get her grandson's other grandma to let us have the baby for the day so family can see him. Soooo get yer butt over here, Dumplin'. X3 But try not to let any cold or flu or any such nastiness tag along with ya, for my poor antibody-less papaw's sake, kay? *~*;;
Heck, I hope I haven't left any microscopic nasties lingering around the house from my cold that I just got over, like, yesterday. Or maybe even today. Cause grandpa was already over earlier today... and coming again tomorrow... blasted diseases. 'Paw was already peeved because his son, who moved today with his family, wouldn't let him help carry furniture into the new home and such, and because his kids and wife cried when they spoke with him over the past few days. He accepts it, but he sure doesn't like it. I can not picture him being inactive and careful around his family, especially when the young grandkiddies who adore him are so frequently claimed by pinkeye and strep and flu... erg, why do stupid diseases have to invade perfectly normal and happy and healthy lives and screw everything up? What are the dozens of Schraders, including those swarms of loving young grandkids with their runny winter noses, gonna do 'round Christmas time? Grr. *kicks every myeloma cell on the planet*
Grr... I'm tired... nothing to blog about really, just felt like blogging, I guess. Nothing better to do and I don't wanna go to bed just yet... and no one's online... uh... and I go back to school in 3 weeks. T_T
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dragged from Becky's stream of consciousness at 9/01/2002 11:39:00 PM
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feeling: ...interesting
listening to: Cowboy Bebop - Yuuenchi (no idea what that means)
Today has been interesting.
1~ I woke up kinda late, and dragged my butt downstairs toward the bathroom to wake myself up and such. As I passed the kitchen, where my dad was preparing lunch or something as my mom stood nearby talking with him, Dad greeted me by saying "Well, there she is, the thief. Right there." To which Mom said "Yeaaah..." and I didn't look up at either of them as I ambled on my way, mostly because I knew they were playing around, though I had no idea what about. So I got to the bathroom, washed up, put my contacts in, and braced myself for whatever interesting bit of information I was about to hear. And as soon as I re-entered the dining room/kitchen area, Mom goes into the story, trying to confirm that I remembered the last financial statement I'd gotten from the school with a summer quarter charge of $15 or some such. I had no idea what she was talking about, but I played along. She then told me she'd checked it out online, and found that the $15 charge applied to a quarter I'm not even attending OSU for is to cover a missing microwave turntable.
Yeah.
Well, here's how this past year's move-out day was, regarding that: I cleaned out the fridge, which was disgusting because of some leaked fruit cocktail juice that congealed and then became rock solid over the course of several months. And I decided to leave my roomie to clean the microwave, since she'd used it possibly every day throughout the year while I'd only used it a few times, AND I'd always wiped it out after using it myself. Well, the lady who checked out the room's condition upon my leaving confirmed that with me, and said she'd remind my roomie to clean it, since she wouldn't be leaving for a while yet (but wasn't in the room). So I checked out, locking the dorm room door behind me, even though I knew Roomie would be back soon to load the rest of her stuff. Therefore, either my roommate decided to pitch/steal the thing instead of clean her own soup splatters off of it, or someone from another room suddenly decided they could use a spare microwave turntable. Either way, I now owe the school fifteen bucks for a piece of soup-splattered glass. I kinda hope the ex-roomie contacts me about that so I can hear her viewpoint. I know she won't though. But I kinda wish she would.
2~ A bit after that, Dad announced to me that a Labor Day family cookout was in planning. But not at his parents' home where they usually are. At our home. Why? I do not know. But I'll get back to this later.
3~ Parents went to town, leaving me home alone, which isn't the point. Soon, my brother called, saying he and his wife both had to work Monday, so they wouldn't make it to our cookout that day, and that they would come by later on in the day instead. Cool with me, but I desperately needed a shower after being too sick to think for nearly a week (I'm better, by the way, besides my throat, sinuses, and occasional dizziness). But I didn't want to shower while they weren't home unless ALL the doors were locked (recalling certain events of July ¬¬), and if I did that, I think I'd have locked them out. Long story. And besides that, I figured that by the time I got out of the shower to tell them about Bro's call, it'd be too late and he'd already be here with Sis-in-law and Nephoo-chan. So I waited for them. This leads to...
4~ I discovered that our dog was free of her chain, which very rarely happens. She's lived chained up for the majority of her 12 year life and hasn't gotten much attention at all, besides daily feedings, for about the last half of that life. I feel really bad about that now, and if she weren't so old and unhealthy (she's very overweight and unsteady on at least 3 of her legs, and works up a pant just standing up and walking across the deck) I'd try to find a more loving home for her, but... no one would want her now. Poor old Lady... I never thought I'd be capable of neglecting an animal... holy crap, I actually typed 'anime' before I typed 'animal' there... *slaps self repeatedly*
Anyway, as I said, I felt bad. Especially when I opened the door and it took her close to a full minute to get to me from her shady spot under the deck (onto which the door I opened leads), whereas that trip used to take her about half a second. Knocked a little chunk right outta my heart, ya know? So I put on my shoes, went outside, and took her for a walk. Why is that strange? Because that dog has NEVER been taken on a walk. Not because of neglect, though: when she was younger, she'd just run herself ragged around our property (and a few others', the little tramp) for exercise, and any attempts to walk her failed miserably to her strength and excitability. Which was ok with us since we live surrounded by wooded hills. But today, all I had to do was walk, and she followed right at my heel, as though she'd been trained to all her life. Didn't run off like mad, just because she was no longer capable. Well, I took her for a couple rounds, stopping for a drink after each, then made my way back to the house via the door I'd come out through. And when she saw me making for that door, she kicked the energy up a notch, dancing around my feet and nipping and clawing at my ankles. She hadn't done that since I'd stepped outside. I knew why: she didn't want me to go back inside just yet.
And that walk with Lady made me realize how little I understood animals the last time I'd spent any real time with her, years ago. I kinda take pride in myself now for so easily understanding where my critters are coming from, and I've come to see that every animal has its own personality, just like people. Like my cats, like Dumplin's cats and dog, like Mitsu. But I never saw Lady's until today. She really is a good dog. Loving, loyal, patient, just wants to be with her humans. All these years, that's gone to waste, and I realized that I - ME - have actually neglected one of my own pets. Really knocked me over. ;_; So I decided, now that I know she won't jump all over me when I'm within a foot of her, that whenever she's off her chain from now on, I'll try to walk her again. Or at least walk out to visit her and pat her on the head a bit more often.
Well, moving on.
5~ Parents came home, so I told them about the phonecall, took a shower, and then found that it would take Bro and family some time yet before getting here, so I went outside again, where Dad was preparing the grill and Mom was sitting around talking with him. Dunno why I did... it was nice outside and boring inside, I guess. Dad had chained up Lady again though, since the baby would be here, so I just sat there on the picnic table for a while. Then Mom sat down across from me and told me the latest news about my grandpa/her father: he'd been through some tests which found that his blood is totally devoid of antibodies to fight off infection and the like, and a full-body X-ray found 3 areas like little holes in bone - 2 in a hip, 1 in his head. They think he has multiple myeloma. Cancer. But the results of the third test, a bone marrow biopsy, won't be back till Thursday, so we won't know for sure till then... but Mom has been just... numb. I hadn't noticed it till she told me, and she's known since at least Friday morning. So if you believe in that kind of thing, pray for my Grandpa Schrader, his wife, and my mom. Heck, throw his whole family in. He's got gobs of 'em. And even the toughest of the lot cried when the news came to them.
6~ My bro, his wife, her first son Steen, and my nephy finally arrived, and Dad let Steen crank a gallon of ice cream for later, then my bro broke out his very old beebee gun and let Steen fire at some pop cans with it while we all passed my nephew around. He desperately wanted down to crawl, but he couldn't, since we were out on the deck, which would splinter up his poor little knees. o_o Anyway, time flies, Dad cooks, Chris gets stung by a bee, and we all eat inside, since there are a few too many bees hopping around the deck for our comfort. And while we ate, Nephy-chan was constantly looking in my direction, giggling when he caught sight of me. He luuuuuuvs meeeee. My mom's jealous. >:D Then, thanks to an earlier-made phonecall by someone, Dad's parents show up along with Gaki and her age-40-something-going-on-10 father. So basically Monday's cookout was moved to today within about 10 minutes' notice. And Dumplin' couldn't make it. ;~;
7~ Immediately Gaki takes charge of everyone there younger than her, meaning Steen and my nephy. Steen wants to walk in the woods, so Gaki announces that it's ok, she'll watch out for him... and when they return, she announces that she'd told him not to go too far but "he wouldn't listen to me". I would just about guarantee that in reality she was all for whatever distance he wanted to travel, maybe even encouraged his exploration instincts. Just the fact that she thinks she's older than him grates me. She's 13 and he's 8, but she has the mentality of an 8 year old, if that. Well, then she claimed my nephew, trying to keep him in her lap or arms or at least holding her hands at all freaking times, acting surprised to learn he could crawl and pull himself up to his feet by grabbing higher surfaces. Failing to understand that he's not an infant who needs to be constantly held and cradled and kept stationary, but is independent enough to crawl around and play on the floor and let someone know when he wants picked up by climbing up their pant leg and cooing. As if that weren't enough, she just HAD to start singing to him. *removes own tonsils with a plastic spoon* He was playing with his parents, giggling like mad, having a total ball, and she claimed him and started singing her little lullabies, just tugging him closer when he gave her confused looks and whined and wanted to return to playing.
Oh, also, at one point Steen tried to start a game of bouncing a little beach ball thing back and forth with Gaki, and her response was to wave him off while saying something like "No, not in the house." Not realizing that Steen and I had played the same game long before she'd arrived, sitting on the floor and harmlessly bouncing the ball back and forth, only moving outside when his returns got a bit overzealous, but not because of anything being damaged - just because he wanted to make it a volleyball game over the clotheslines. Anyway. Just another of Gaki's "I'm the responsible adult here" efforts.
8~ Bro and family left before long, leaving us with Dad's parents, Gaki, and Gakidaddy. Grandma declared her intent to pass 2 things along to me: a pair of jeans that were too small for Dumplin' but too big for Gaki, and an old afghan she'd found while cleaning Gaki's room. I have no idea what use she thinks I'll have for my own afghan. Especially since she's already given me one or two, and some rugs, AND a comforter. Anyway, so then I decided to hide out up here till they left, since Grandma and Mom were talking at the dining room table and everyone else was watching some stupid western. Even up here, I could hear my uncle's evil-wannabe laughter at the movie about every 3 seconds, not to mention his running commentary of every freaking thing that amused him. Which was a LOT of things. I was begging for someone to remind him that all those people sitting around him could in fact hear the TV just as well as he could.
9~ They finally left, and a couple hours later, I turned on my TV to watch Cartoon Network's Adult Swim, which has 3 hours of anime on every Saturday night. I only normally watch the first hour though, and last week no anime was on at all. Anywho, I turned on the TV and checked the guide to confirm the usual lineup: YuYu Hakusho, Cowboy Bebop, an hour of Gundam, Outlaw Star, and Pilot Candidate. But tonight I see a change in the lineup. The last title has vanished, and everything else has been pushed back half an hour, leaving the first timeslot with a brand new anime title that I've never seen but always wanted to see: Inuyasha. This was very, very cool to me. >:D So I watch it, and get immediately hooked. Then I watch YuYu, the episode called "Kuwabara: A Promise Between Men", and marvel at the shounen ai slashfic fodder provided in this episode. 9u9 Then...
10~ Finally, I watch Cowboy Bebop. Episode #20, "Pierrot le Fou". And for some reason I cannot explain for the life of me... it was one of the saddest things I've ever seen. T_T I think it was the cat symbolism... the maniacal laughing... the totally appropriate, yet also totally inappropriate, carnival atmosphere... and dude, the music... yeah. So friggin' sad, and I'm not even sure why.
Oh, and one more interesting thing that happened a while ago but was still interesting: one night, I was sitting up here fooling around on the computer, when I heard a loud and somewhat unnerving noise outside. I hear a lot lately, it seems. Stupid incident in July robbed me of my sense of security. Anywho, I looked out, but couldn't see anything in the dark, so I went downstairs and told my parents, describing the sound as similar to... a tree falling. But they hadn't heard anything, so then we all kinda dismissed it and went to bed. The next morning, Mom came and woke me up, telling me to look out the window. I did, and what do I see?
A huge tree has fallen across the driveway.
My mom was impressed. :3
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dragged from Becky's stream of consciousness at 9/01/2002 02:16:00 AM
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