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wSunday, October 19, 2008

feeling: annoyed
listening to: Roxette - The Look


When I actually own a car in my own name, remind me to NEVER, EVER let my brother touch it. Nothing against the guy, but honestly, somehow he manages to destroy every vehicle he operates. That first Escort, the two Thunderbirds, his Jeep... and now, possibly, my Toyota.

What happened: a couple nights ago he showed up here with his Jeep making disturbing noises (again), and dad deemed it unsafe and loaned him the Toyota again. And conveniently, this morning he was supposed to hop in that Toyota and head off to Atlanta to spend a week training for the new job he just landed. And remember how this Toyota burns oil, but otherwise performs perfectly as long as it's kept topped off? Well, apparently my brother didn't feel the need to top it off when the light started to flicker, and the engine broke down. The parents just left to pick it up somewhere in Tennessee and tow it back.

So now I might really be without a car. Like, indefinitely. Have to see what the verdict is when he gets it back here and gets to look at it.

Just another reason I should be looking for work and a way to finally afford a car myself... but things keep coming up and swaying whatever resolve I manage to muster up. I'm kind of at a crossroads now. As if I wasn't before, yeah. But this one... I dunno... is bigger? Has a differently timed traffic light? Is actually a crossroads instead of a big empty desert of emptiness? Too much to think about... too much here, too much there, too much not here and too much not there...

*sigh*

Fortunately, when I need to just laugh for a couple minutes and forget about everything, I have retardery like this. Ah, escapes.

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dragged from Becky's stream of consciousness at 10/19/2008 01:17:00 PM


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feeling: good question...
listening to: Dreams Come True - Thank You (sort of >.>)


HaHA! I have disk space again! And of course the first thing I do is fill it up with Maou, Ryusei no Kizuna, and the Hana Kimi special! *pets brand new spindle of 100 DVD+Rs*

Yeah, this is weird... there are three J-dramas on this season that I want to see. Only actively watching one, though. I had missed the first episode of Room of King by the time I heard of it, and I could've started watching Bloody Monday but it was on at some yegads-awful hour like 8:00 in the morning in this time zone. So I decided to just download them later and focus on Ryusei no Kizuna, which is on the exact same channel and schedule that Maou was. Of course, I got up at 9am Friday to see it, and the channel wasn't coming in on my streaming player... so I had to download it anyway. Oh well, hopefully it'll work next week.

Anyway, yeah, no one cares~ So here's a review of my most recently completed drama...

Yoiko no Mikata

A short drama (9 episodes), and a simple one; also cute and happy and fluffy, which is something I've needed recently. The title means "ally of good children," and it's about a young guy named Suzuki Taiyo who has dreamed since childhood of being a preschool teacher. He finally achieves his dream by landing a substitute position in place of a teacher who's gone for maternity leave, and he has three months in which to win the hearts of the kids and the all-female teaching staff of his preschool. Yes, apparently in Japan it's expected that preschool teachers are supposed to be female, and at least in the world of this drama, there's a HUGE prejudice against male teachers like Taiyo. But though he lacks maternal instinct, he has something just as important: a heart that sympathizes with those of the children.

As I said, it's a simple drama, obviously not as high-budget as newfangled stories like Hana Yori Dango and Hana Kimi and etc... and sort of overly cheesy and exaggerated and more than a little predictable... but darn it, it's cute. I don't even like kids and I still found it cute. More because of Taiyo than because of the kids, though... he's just so bumbling and eager and bright-eyed and bushy-tailed and *cough* played by a young shaggy-haired Sakurai Sho. Who, by the way, performed MUCH better than I expected in this. And the actress who played his fellow newbie teacher has always annoyed me before (i.e. in Bambino and Yamada Taro Monogatari), but in this role I actually liked her. Oh, and three of the other Arashi members made little pointless cameo appearances throughout the series. >.> The best was Ohno... "Depressing... so depressing..." Ahem, anyway, that's pretty much all there is to that.

I should go to bed considering I have to get up in 5 hours...

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wSaturday, October 04, 2008

feeling: stomach hurts
listening to: nothing


Wasn't sure where to put this so it would only be seen if it was specifically sought out, but I went with here just because.

I used to be the exemption, but this time I know I'm part of the reason, if not all of it. So I won't interrupt or try to add any pressure. I'll wait silently and out of the way until you invite me back.