Friday, November 12, 2004

An Almost Vacation
Before I start, go ahead and listen to the song I've got up here. I'm in a very waltzy mood. *sigh* I need a partner though.

Well, since I've been busy ranting and plotting against the yearbook committee, I guess I haven't told you about my week long house sitting job.

My aunt and her family have left the country for a vacation. In doing so, they've given me an almost vacation too. I'm basically being paid to live in their house for awhile and take care of the dog. Kick-ass! I seized the oppurtunity to bring my drums and guitar over so I can play any time of day or night. Mega-jam session anyone?

The freedom simply feels smashing! Since I 'moved in', I've started singing songs from the 80's and 90's while wearing my top hat, dancing around like a mindless fool. Oh the joy! I seriously needed this.

If you want an update on the yearbook status, scroll down.

"Don't make me hug you!"

Heh.

OOoh! I can't wait for my trip to New York. The art department at my highschool (where I also teach) is having a New York trip and I'm coming along to... Well officially supervise the kids. Personally, I just wanna get away for a few days. My friend and my anime buddies (who also teach) are coming along too. I'm so not going to get any sleep. We're insane enough when we spend a day together. I can't imagine what we'll be like after four days straight.

Alright, enough typing. I'm going to buy a flower and give it to someone. I don't know who yet.

- nine -
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Thursday, November 11, 2004

Conscience? What conscience?
Today was Remembrance Day. Some students I teach in art class were dicking around during the minute of silence. I didn't anything about it becuase I know Karma will come around to punish and correct these unfortunate souls. Too bad for them. 'Karma' is what I named my kendo stick.

I was supposed to have a meeting with the principal about the yearbook. I didn't. Instead, I went with the librarian to lunch. We had udon. Heh..

I was never into cars. My friend on the other hand is a car expert. Apparently, two students on the yearbook staff own very nice cars. One is a lemon yellow sports car and the other a black luxury sedan. Both cars are parked in an unsupervised parking lot near the back of the school.

Now I ask you...

What is a boy to do?

Two individuals who were partly responsible for ruining my only little section of my senior year book leave what I know are very expensive vehicles unguarded and vulnerable to.... ME.

On one shoulder is a devil. He's telling me to clog their tailpipes, put sugar in their gastanks and stick dogshit under their doorhandles.
On the other shoulder, is an angel. Unfortunately he's been bound and gagged by two more devils. They're telling me the same thing. In fact, they're handing me the sugar.

*grinns*



- enin -
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Wednesday, November 10, 2004

..by any means possible
I spoke to my teachers and a few of them were also outraged that they made a mist-- actually, big fuck up in the yearbook. They talked to the vice-principal to assist in correcting this. I (and my friend) have a meeting with her tomorrow. Unfortunately for the school, "sorry" is nowhere near enough.

I have yet to correct such stupidity. My custom yearbook is only the beginning. I swear, I'm going to make them wish they printed the correct name the first time. TOO LATE ASSHOLES!

- enin -
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Tuesday, November 9, 2004

....
If you just heard a profanity echo to your side on this planet, I apologize. I'm not in a greatest mood as you can see.

I've finally calmed down a bit. I'm still pretty pissed though. During my hour-long fit of rage, I "customized" my yearbook to look a bit more appropriate.

You will most likely need to Copy & Paste:
http://www.geocities.com/enin_nine/6661.JPG

http://www.geocities.com/enin_nine/6662.JPG

http://www.geocities.com/enin_nine/6663.JPG

Yeah. I hate them that much.

I've been trying to direct my excess energy to an activity less destructive. I played my drums. I played for 2 hours straight and never stopped the beat. I broke 3 drumsticks in the process.

Those yearbook assholes owe me. I'm going to make them pay by any means necessary.

I understand that most people would think I'm overreacting. I honestly don't give a fuck about those people right now. I've been screwed with time and time again. Circumstances like this only make me remember those moments and add to the list. I don't wanna hear anybody fucking say that that's the past and I should forget about it. I'm different, you asshole. It's just not that easy to forget bad memories for some people. That's includes me so fuck you.

Please do some smiling for me, will ya?

- enin -
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Monday, November 8, 2004

enin is back
If I were ever given the oppurtunity to take lives without consequences, I would gladly accept.

I just recieved my yearbook from my graduation year. Guess what. UNder my grad pic, THEY PUT THE WRONG FUCKING NAME!!!! Those fucking assholes wrote my name as Mathew instead of Joshua. Who the fuck makes a mistake like that?! MY NAME IS NOT MATHEW!!!! Guess what else? The person in charge of the grad section is none other than the first ever crush. She made one bad fucking mistake. She knows me. She knows me fucking well. So I don't know why she allowed the book to be printed with the wrong name under my pic. It's bad enough she rejected me 3 times in a row, now she FUCKS UP MY MEMORIES!! I swear, I'd be more than happy to fucking SLAUGHTER the whole yearbook staff, starting with that bitch who fucked with me for the fourth time. Why did they fuck up with my goddamn name!? Why not some other jackoff who actually deserves it?!

Not only did they fuck up my name, they also forgot to add my friend (Saturday's birthday boy) to the grad section. He went to that piece of shit school for four fucking years and they don't even recognize him?! Those fucking assholes have got to be hanged. I don't know if they understand the fact that these memories are important to some people.

The whole school is pissed off at these yearbook fuckers. They honestly don't know how much they fucked up. FUCK!! I just realized they didn't add anything about the fucking play I did in my last year!! We worked FUCKING HARD for the play. FUCKING LOSERS!!!

I tried to be nice. I was never a school spirit kinda guy. I never contributed to whatever. But in my last year, I thought to myself "I might as well gofor it all". I became a school photographer. I acted in the play. I volunteered for numerous events/activities. I gave it my all...

What did I recieve in return? What reward was I given for my efforts?

Something must be done...

- enin -
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Sunday, November 7, 2004

Revolution Therapy
Last night, my friend celebrated his birthday with two others and myself. It wasn't much of a celebration though. We played video games and drank litres and litres of hot and cold teas.

There must have been something in the tea because at the same instant, we all decided to choreograph something on Dance Dance Revolution. Within an hour into our ridiculous attempts, we actually had something for a few songs. Since there were four of us, two of us would dance on the dancepads and two of us would be off. Then during the short pauses in each song, we'd switch. Pad to floor, floor to pad, criss-crossing back and forth. Damn... We were awesome.
(enin's note: What a nerd.)

After 4 straight hours of amateur choreographing and strange dancing, we switched to Kareoke Revolution 2. Thus began 2 hours of surprises. We each had no idea that we had good voices. "We should start a band." my friend said. I looked at him and said, "We already did..."

Such behaviour would normally cause concern. We each have our own reasons for completely losing our minds.
Subject #1 - The birthday boy recently was kicked out of his house. His girlfriend of 2 years broke up with him. He was also robbed of his mp3 player and cellphone.
Subject #2 - Half an hour before coming to our little gathering, his girlfriend broke up with him too.
Subject #3 - Has never had a girlfriend before. Currently goes to a college where 800 nurses-to-be are studying. Unfortunately he has been turned down by a notable percentage.
Subject #4 - Ummm. Me. I'm a nut to begin with. I too have never had a girlfriend before and with the way things are looking, I doubt I ever will...

We are official Revolution Therapy Patients. Feelin' down? Seek local treatment at arcades and/or a friends house with the required equipment (dancepad, mic, PS2).

- nine -
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Friday, November 5, 2004

Bongos? Ohh, I get it.. (I think)
I wish a decent birthday to my miserable friend, Taku. He's turning 18 today. Unfortunately, his life isn't at it's best at the moment, so I hope he enjoys what he can. We should play Risk soon.

I had the strangest conversation with one of the cutest girls I know, Krystle. She's a year younger and she thinks nonsense like I do. The only difference is she's the happy-go-lucky 100% type of girl. She has such a cute smile. We were chatting about whatever topic entered our head at that instant, like instruments, horoscopes, wacky songs that we can't get out of our head, etc. I told her about my thought of serenading a girl with a drumset. She smiled and said that personally, she wouldn't mind it if I played bongos outside her house. At first I thought bongos suck. Then it hit me. Could she be giving me a clue? Well, I'm gonna find some bongos just in case. (Uh-oh. I need green tea.)

And nooo, I haven't ditched my dreams of Pixie girl. She's floating around in a fantasy somewhere in my mind.

The symphony last night, was simply brilliant. The pianists concerto was impressive as well. Throughout the evening, I kept an eye on the Timpani drummer (emphasis on the drummer bit.) and a celloist who resembled a Hobbit. Every stroke of his cello, he'd bob his round head and fling his Hobbit-like hair all over the place. Heh, what a guy. That wasn't as amusing as the crazy conductor. I fully understand the reasons for his movements but he just looked so jolty during the symphony. He's really into his job. The whole orchestra had such good timing and rhythm, I thought they were programmed. They were all coordinated and synchronized, I simply got lost in the movement.

Before I go, I'll end with my favorite threat.

"Don't make me hug you!"

Heh...

- nine -
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Thursday, November 4, 2004

"Keep it down! They'll wake up!"
It's kinda late to be singing out loud. 1:00am to be exact. I simply can't get enough of this song. I've told you about it before. Poppins - Happy Cosmos. When I hear this song, what goes through my mind includes a bright blue sky, bubbles, colorful stuff... Well, I could go on forever. It's just so happy!

I'm off to a piano concerto and symphony presentation tomorrow. It should be quite interesting. I've always been asked what there is to like about classical music. Umm, how about the instrument perfection and skill? Is that enough for you? And I would be more than happy to add more pieces to the soundtrack of my life.

I've been feeling a bit guilty lately about a secret I'm keeping from my friend. He doesn't know I've had a drumset for 3 months and he's been wanting me to get one and play with him and 3 others as a band. The thing is I simply loathe his other bandmembers and refuse to have anything to do with them. So I fear if I reveal to him that I have drums, he may lose his trust in me. I would rather that he keeps his trust in me but ditch those other fiends for our original band (which is comprised of him [the bassist], myself [the drummer] and another friend [the guitarist].) I'll most likely tell him soon (perhaps tomorrow). If he flips out, he's overreacting. Yeah.. That's what I'll say...

I'd like to make a toast to my pixie again. I haven't seen her for quite awhile now, so I hope she's safe and warm (because I'm freeeezin'!). Here's to you my darling.


- nine -

[EDIT] I told my friend about my drumset. He didn't really mind at all. In fact he'd rather stick our original band himself. (Yeeehah!) Let the jammin' begin!

Piano Concerto and Symphony Orchestra in 4 hours! I can't wait!
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Tuesday, November 2, 2004

Beyond Mellow
If such a feeling exists, then I'm feeling it. My eyes are half open, my limbs are limber and I'm grinning for no particular reason. So I'm sitting here listening to happy romantic music and drinking (what else?) hot green tea while watching the colorful leaves outside blow in little swirls in my backyard. Life is sweet.

I'd like to someday serenade a girl with music. Unfortunately, I play the drums. I can play the guitar too but I'm not good enough yet. *sigh* That would be really sweet though.

Speaking of sweet, I haven't seen my pixie lately. That doesn't mean I've stopped thinking about her. *exhales* What to do...?

As I just finished that last line, Ritsuko Okazaki's "For Fruits Basket" played in my winamp playlist. I love this song so much. I just got really teary listening to it. If you've heard it before, you probably know what I mean. If you haven't, try to find it somehow.

...let's stay together itsu mo...

- nine -
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Monday, November 1, 2004

Post Halloween Giddyness
Is giddyness a word? I think I've heard it before but it could be my imagination.

My halloween:
I dressed up as a Harlequin Psycho again. Met my friend at his house then walked to a buffet(he was dressed up as a new age vampire). Before we left we bought a couple of devil forks for 50 cents then we took off the fork bit so we were left with plastic tubes for a walking stick and cane. We then met up with another friend (no costume), went downtown to see the freaks. On our way there we heard the original Batman The Movie theme Some Japanese tourists asked to take a couple of pictures with me.(Yay!) Went to an arcade and played DDR in costume with my vamp friend and choreographed a kickass dance on the spot. Walked around downtown until 1:00am then went home. I had such an great night. Everything was a laugh. and I felt so unreal in my costume. I promise I'll put up a pic soon.

Ooh! I'm so happy!! I'm addicted to this song called "Happy Cosmos". It's so cheery and upbeat. I love it! It just makes me feel so... giggly! *giggles* I feel so good! I feel so lovey-dovey too. Guess why? *giggles again* Ooh! I want cool green tea!

High five everyone! *high fives*

- nine -
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