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feeling: hmm...
listening to: Miyavi - Senor, Senora, Senorita
I should try to get into the habit of posting again, I guess. Gonna be starting here as opposed to LJ because fewer people read this one. And remember my little shpiel about posting for myself, not for the world? I'm trying to keep that in mind, so don't be surprised if some weird rambles come out. I won't force you to comment or even read it. I'm just re-opening my brain's cyber landfill.
So what to say? Last week, the first half of it at least, sucked. Spent almost the entire time either sleep deprived or writhing in abdominal or cranial pain, or more commonly all of the above. There were other reasons too, but I forget what they were, so good riddance.
From Thursday onward things were better though. Of course Thursday was the once-a-year day of FOOD GLORIOUS FOOD, then Friday I went up to Kitty's for the weekend. But had to leave a whole day early to go to brass ensemble and choir practices this evening. Would much rather have stayed up north. -_- I'm first to admit I need the practice though, and since I'm too lazy to practice the trumpet at home Sunday evenings are my only chance to work toward a level slightly higher than suck. Seriously, it's sad when you can't even play a D on the scale anymore after just 5 minutes of playing. Certain personages in attendance didn't make the evening any better, either. Ugh. I'm glad I never became a music major.
Anyway, I've been keeping up my Japanese practice for the past few months in the most shameful cop-out way possible: immersion in J-music and J-drama. Remember when I mentioned how I got into Arashi thanks to Matsumoto Jun's performance in Kimi wa Petto? Heh... well, as it turns out, Arashi has been hosting several of their own variety TV program series from 2001 up through the present. Remarkably, nearly every single episode from ALL of those series is available one way or another on the internet. And I don't know how much more of them my 80 gig hard drive can take. *cough*
Seriously, they're great Japanese practice, though. It helps that Japanese variety shows have a habit of displaying a large percentage of the people's dialogs as captions. So hey, I get reading practice too. It's just a bonus that they happen to be effing hilarious, and in some cases even adorable.
I still don't like much of their music. Only their TV shows and acting skills. Yay, I'm not a fangirl!
Anyway. Speaking of... that sort of thing, my most recently watched J-drama is Summer Snow. And... my God. I couldn't decide whether to be outraged or depressed after finishing that one. The series was excellent, the characters draw you in extremely well, and it honestly had some of the best acting I've ever seen, especially by Dohmoto Tsuyoshi and Oguri Shun. And I guess the ending was highly effective in that I sat there on pins and needles pulling my hair out through the entire final episode because I KNEW something was wrong but couldn't confirm WHAT. Or was denying it, more specifically. But most of all there was one major element in the story that essentially caused the ending to happen the way it did, but in itself it made no sense at all to me. Not gonna go into that at the risk of spoiling, but it ticked me off. >> The series was excellent, though. I'm currently in rewatch status while I wait for my next series, Nobuta wo Produce, to download.
Wow, I rambled on longer than I expected. Could go on even longer on the J-entertainment topics too, but I suppose I'd better quit before I get carried away. Don't want to rush things when I just got back into this habit again. Shock to the system and all that. Maybe over the next few posts I can do sporadic drama/movie/show reviews or something, just to have some nice neutral topics to rant about until I can motivate myself to create meaningful posts again. We'll see.
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dragged from Becky's stream of consciousness at 11/26/2006 10:40:00 PM
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