Friday, June 16, 2006

This post is like a Bond movie
*waves*

Hey. Did the week treat you all well? Welcome to Friday, everyone.

I had a pretty sweet night last night (Thursday). I had dinner with two Brits (One being my godfather and the other, his visiting friend) and the dad. The one Brit who was visiting was a lot of fun to listen to. I mentioned before he looked pretty much like an older Hugh Grant. He did. Very much so.

We all went to this deli place and ate a lot. Then the Brit and I drank a lot. In my case not too much because dad was around. Otherwise I would've stayed until the early hours of the morning, to drink and chat my ass off about whatever and whatnots.

We had a spunky tall redhead waitress who was.... a fuckin' ditz but she was fun anyway. You see, Hugh (Let's call him Hugh) is a super big-shot head manager guy of stewardesses for British Airways. (I say big-shot in the nicest way, of course) He was telling me how he's got a slight advantage over being the captain. He gets longer breaks, he doesn't have to sit up at the front of the plane all bloody flight, he gets to interact with the passengers AND his army of stewardesses (who he's pretty much got command over) AND he flies where ever he wants and stays there for longer than an pilot... Why? Just because.

He also has quite a hefty worth... And to top it off, he's got that charming Britishness about him. He's an awesome guy, that Hugh.

Apparently, I've met him a buncha time before but I was too young to remember... Well.. 14 isn't too young but then who remembers 2 hours visits from people? So anyway, that was an awesome dinner. I wish I could've gone drinking with just him because having a job that include flying allover the place and a charm that attracts just about ANYONE, he's go quite a few stories to tell.

*nods* That went quite well..



Oh shit yeah! I got kimchiiiiiiiii!!!

I bought a good amount to last me for a long time... or so my dad says. *laughs* It's good, okay? What do expect from me?

bananafish suggested I should find someone who make homemade kimchi. Honestly, I don't think I'd run out if I had those kinda connections.. Besides, I wouldn't stop at kimchi, if ya know what I mean! *wink wink nudge nudge* Eh? Eh? Eh?



. . . .



Tough crowd.


I'm so diggin' my updated hair. Honestly, it makes me feel really good. I had some fun with it when I went to buy the kimchi. I went to hit up my favourite Asian supermarket "T&T". Maybe you've heard of it, maybe not. Anyway, they have everything there. EVERYTHING, damn you! So I grabbed a cart and went inside.

I don't think I've ever felt so uncomfortable entering a supermarket before.

All these eyes just zoomed on me. Okay. There's a perfect sound effect for the moment and I can't exactly let you hear it so I'll try to spell it...

"So I walk in then...

*wsssssssssssssssssssssshhhhhhhhhhhhhhh*"

Yeah. *laughs* Time stopped or something. So the first thing that pops into my head is "Oh fuck. I look weird, don't I?" I was also wearing a black and white striped shirt so that might've caught some attention as well. But then I thought, "Oh fuck. Maybe it's my hair.." I was torn between the two thoughts but was hoping for the latter. It could've been a combination of the two, but who knows? In any case, it felt kinda cool.

I took my time walking up and down the aisles thinking "I'm getting kimchi and seaweed and my hair is all swishy... How do ya like dem appos?"



Okay. I hope I'm not coming off as cocky to you guys or anything. I'm just really happy about my hair. It's pretty much been a boost of much-needed self-confidence for me and after that colourful fit of madness I suffered awhile ago, I bloody need it. But that all ended when I stopped giving a crap about Kanon.


Speaking of Kanon, I forgot to mention that she's got friggin' spies. Yeah. Kanon has spies. You're probably thinking I'm overreacting but just hear me out for a sec.

When before return to the salon to wait for my sis (and eventually get the trim), I ran into some of Kanon's friends. I said my hellos and chatted with them for a few minutes. The next day, Kanon sends me a message saying "So you were in Chinatown yesterday?". I replied "Yeah, how did you know?" She explained to me that as soon as I ran into her friends, some of them phoned her and told her where I was.

And when I thought about it, it couldn't have been more obvious. I actually recollected one of the guys saying hi to me then going straight for his cell to dial someone up.

Is it just me or is that a bit fucked up? I mean, why on earth would they call her at the sight of me? It's a bit strange to say the least but i'm not gonna go nuts over it. I'm definitely still weirded out though. She also kinda wants to make plans with me sometime soon...


...it's too bad I stopped caring.



I've blabbed a bit too much this time 'round. Now go off and enjoy your weekends, everyone!


I'm gonna whip around in the other direction and walk away in slow motion now. Cue the music....

*laughs like a dork*

Okay. I'll stop with the hair thing.




Cheers.

- enin -



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Wednesday, June 14, 2006

Just a trim
Good evenin', world.


You caught me in another good mood. Good job!

*laughs*

Well... A good mood to a certain extent. You see, I mentioned in my last post that I'm running out of my current crave, kimchi. I actually skipped watching Full House tonight because I'm out. Honestly, it's so delicious and addictive... If you have any, please send some this way. I'll thank you with a kiss.

(Alright. I'm probably going to buy a whole fridge full as soon as I get a chance. However... you don't need kimchi to get to these lips... Haha.)


Now before I begin with the happenings and such, I wanna tell you about magic water. Okay. It's not really magic. It's those flavoured water beverages designed for busy people who just can't stand the taste of regular good ol' H2O. I tried a strawberry one recently and let me tell you, it was a trip. It looked like water and was even in a water bottle-looking water bottle. But it tasted like strawberry stuff! I don't know, man. You can deceive a lot of thirsty people out there. Anyway, it tasted alright, but I still prefer regular water over that flavoured stuff. But then, I prefer tea over water. So... Yeah. Bite me. Gently.


So let me ask you something. Do you have a good memory for people you meet only once or twice? Like, if you meet someone then see them and recognize their face a month or so later, would you remember their name and where you met? I sure wouldn't. I'm honestly shit with matching names to faces. It can sometimes be quite embarrassing but at least I'm honest.

I was eating at a restaurant celebrating my grandma's 77th birthday with my family and several more relatives. Three or four tables next to us were occupied by a bigger group of family and relatives. I happened to recognize one of the girls walking back and forth from the tables, making sure stuff was alright.

Now for the life of me, I couldn't remember her name and it took me awhile to remember where I've seen her face before. I came to the conclusion that I first met her at a house party back in February and possibly could've seen her for a brief moment at Anime North. I was never one to walk up to people because.. Well, I'm friggin' shy. You should know that by now. So I waited for her to make eye contact with me and see if she recognized me. I kinda doubted she would but lo and behold, our eyes caught and she spun around to check again. She mouthed out "Josh?" so that our dinners and chatting families wouldn't be interrupted. She started mouthing out some other stuff, but I didn't catch any of it. I got up and so did she.

She greeted me and asked if I remembered her. I admitted I forget her name and she just laughed it off (Thank goodness). Her family was celebrating her brother's graduation. I was wondering for awhile what they could've been celebrating because everyone was nicely dressed and they were drinking wine and stuff. Now this is normally out of the ordinary for most restaurants, but for me it was. I usually go to this particular restaurant for a tasty fill for a very good price. It's a casual palce for me to go and to see such a refine group kinda took me off guard. Anyway....

She told me her name and I faked not hearing her so that she'd say it again. Just so it would stick, y'know. We eventually exchange cell numbers for future reference sake. Now I CAN'T forget her name.. *laughs* We were both greeted by "Ooooooooouuuuuuuuuuuuuuu" by our families when we returned to our seats. It was expected and pretty amusing. Good times.

I'm happy to report I had a rather unhealthy dose of baby bok choy that night. I'm surprised I'm not green. *laughs*


Yesterday (Tuesday), lil sis had an exam and afterwards she asked me to come along with her downtown so that she could get her hair re-coloured by fine-lookin' Chinese boys in Chinatown. It was a pretty day outside so I took the offer.

I dropped her off at the salon and went for a brisk walk around Chinatown. I wasn't planning on buying anything but I paid a visit to a bank machine for a $20. Bad idea and good idea at the same time. I'll explain why.

I walk pretty fast. I think it's because I tend to take long strides. I usually look like I really have somewhere to go and it's impossible for people to catch up to me. Anyway, because of this, I pretty much cleared Chinatown within half an hour. So I returned to the salon. They weren't even halfway done with my sisters hair so I decided to just sit and wait there, listen to some tunes and browse the pictures of pretty hair in the available magazines. I've had my hair trimmed there before (April 2nd to be exact. Just a simple trim because my hair felt "heavy". Some of you know what I mean. Nothing too fancy.) so I chatted with the one guy who did my hair last time. there were four people working that day, two girl and two boys. His English wasn't as advanced as everyone else’s. His skill with hair, however, is the most phenomenal.

He had just finished with his client and I think I sighed a bit too loud. The head guy turned around and asked if I wanted a haircut. He noticed I was waiting for my sis and said I could pass the time with a haircut. I tried throwing him off by saying I couldn't decide but... at that moment it seemed like such a great idea. And it was.

So I took off my shirt (had my black tank underneath though. Sorry girls... *laughs*) and they escorted me to the washing sink. I got to be serviced by the awesome guy again. He washes hair like a god. He used a really pretty smelling shampoo and conditioner and he also massaged my scalp while doing so. You can tell that your hair is really long by the amount of water it can hold. He took quite awhile to towel-dry it and even then, when I got up, it dripped a lot.

So I sat in the chair, and he found my part and asked what I'd like. I told him 5 inches off, layered, and give me some sort of bangs. Nothing too short but just enough so that when I tie my hair up, I don't have forehead festival. He tilted his head and one of the girl stylists working beside us explained everything I said. He smiled and went straight to work.

The way he worked was fascinating to watch. He was very quick yet took his time. He even hummed and sang along to the Chinese pop music playing on their sound system. It was quite a way to "pass the time".

It was really good timing on their part. My sis and I were finished at about the same time. The haircut felt great. Like, not only did it feeling lighter and stuff, it just felt like one of those breath of fresh air things. I feel new and shiny. *laughs*

I didn't tie my hair up on my way home. I decided to let the wind take it. I did tie it up when I arrived at the house just to see how it would look. Now my hair does this "fountain bun" thing out of the back of my head. Oh! I now have bangs! Like, real ones. Not just strands of hair I catch flying loose. Very cool stuff.

I'm quite happy with it. Have a look:


This is my hair loose. Neat little layers and oh my goodness, it flows like silk...



This is my hair tied up. Can you see the sprouty-thing it's doing there? I look like a sea creature warding off preadtors... *laughs*

[Note: You can also see my new necklace in those pics too. It's sharp and made of bone. I thought it looked pretty...

...pretty dangerous. Hahah.]


I suppose that's all for now. Today (Wednesday), lil sis and my mom are shopping. I'm hoping to get some cash before they go so I can wander off in my own direction and perhaps do some shopping myself..

..wait. Scratch that.. I need my fucking kimchi.


...and shopping too. Augh! Decisions...



Alright, the parents like kimchi too. Maybe I can convince them to buy it on their own. Yesss. Good plan.

Have a great day, everyone!



Cheers.

- enin -
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Monday, June 12, 2006

Pretty days are now
It's official. That was the ugliest mask I've ever put on.

A few of you were probably concerned about the... change. Well, I'm with you all on that. I was just as freaked out as you were. But everything is obviously much MUCH better now. Yes, I ate and no, I didn't hurt myself or others so it wasn't that bad... I just turned into this... smiling thing. Ugh....

Thank goodness that's over.



You know what else is over?

Kanon.


Yeah, I gave up. It's not that I don't like her anymore, it's just that I know where things are headed. With her, I'm feeling an emotional deja vu, so to speak. What happened at Anime North kinda triggered it all. Basically, I went with her and some friends and... we pretty much didn't speak for most of the time. I felt really left out and we all know how shitty a feeling that is. Of course, she didn't do it intentionally but there's nothing I'm gonna to do change that.

I'm still going to be her friend. It's just that now if we hang out or whatever, I won't be as shy or hold myself back anymore because to put it bluntly, I don't really give a fuck about what happens between us.

I'll always treasure the times we spent together. I'm just glad I ejected. Crash or not, this was a safe move on my part and I'm happy about it. In fact, I feel awesome.

So that's that. Damn, what a short story, huh? *laughs*




Speaking of anime North, it wasn't a complete loss. Little sis, Mr. guitarist came along too. We all saw really awesome cosplays and that alone made the trip down there worth it. A few people recognized my POLYSICS cosplay and I was glad. Just in case everyone didn't get a chance to see it, I'll whore it out on the net as much as soon as I can get a camera. I'll see if I can get the pics of all the cosplayers we took shots of up soon as well.

[EDIT: I really want to show it off. Here's my POLYSICS cosplay with a picture of the actual band for comparison. The wristband is what Yano (The drummer) wore at the live in September so I put that on and you can't see it in my pic but I'm also wearing my black & white chucksorz.

I'll get more pics as soon as I can. This pic is crap but it'll do for now. Can you tell I'm proud of my cosplay?]



I think little sis enjoyed herself the most. I'm really glad too because I was the one out with friends. Methinks she just got caught up in all the excitement.

Since I had to go off and have lunch with people, I gave Little Sis a handful of cash and told her to enjoy herself but to also get me something neat. She gave me a suspicious look because of the uncommonly large amount of money I gave her. I then handed her a bit more and said, "Alright. This certainly won't make up for me ditching you but I really want you to go nuts here... Get me something REALLY neat too."

And she did.

She bought a backbreaking amount of mangas for herself, some mangas for me, annnnnnnd...

A bokken! (Wooden practice sword)

Heh... I keep it by my bed for safety reasons. Fortunately, I haven't had a chance to fight off my dad or his fits of jolly madness yet, but I'm sure there will be a time when that bokken of mine will serve me well. So far, I've been using it for changing the track on my new CD/Record player from my drumkit...


OH right! I got a new record player/CD player! It's so cool. It's very retro-looking. Nice black finish with chromed-out grill speakers. The sound for the actual record part is fuckin' out-of-this-world! The bass just pumps like crazy and it's all from this compact box thing. Enough of me talking about it, just have a look for yourselves:

RECORD PLAYER

That's my Beatle's "Best Of" record in there, on track 5 (I think), my favourite song, "I Wanna Hold Your Hand".

Now the mention of this record player branches off into two other things I wanna tell you about.

The first has to do with the person who gave it to me, my godfather. He's a Brit so he rocks automatically. I've mentioned him before. He's the Gandalf of the family. Anyway, he and I are going to meet an old friend of his for lunch. He works for British Airways and apparently looks exactly like Hugh Grant. I'm pretty excited about that.

The second has to do with the fact that my stereo is retro looking. My old high-school, (also my sister's current school) put on Grease as their play/musical this year. I've never been in a drama class but I AM a part of the acting and play history of the school, along with some friends/family including my sister, my cousin (Mr. Rhythm Guitarist), Mr. Vocalist and others. We've all known the school to be a decent school for drama, but not necessarily good for musicals. We all thought this production was gonna bomb. The cast didn't seem like the musical type and.... it was being led by that guy I hated. Remember the one who came into my house, who like Pixie, and who just annoyed the shit out of me? Yeah, he was Danny.... So yeah, I had the lowest of expectations for this but I went to see it anyway.


I was fuckin' blown away. First of all, they sang. They SANG, dammit! They sang well. Very well. Even the dude who played Danny. I was so stunned. And the dancing was awesome. The choreography made out for the self-admitted "bad dancer" cast was incredible. And the set was just effin' brilliant too. It was designed and constructed with the help of Mr. Vocalist, who had extra time on his hands. A little too much extra time. How much extra time? Enough to play Teen Angel... *laughs* He graduated and he had a role in the musical! He did awesome.

The intermission was pretty sweet too. 50's style snacks and stuff were being sold. I talked with a lot of my old teachers and convinced my favourite art teacher (who was organizing one of the snack tables) to give me a big spoonful of whipped cream. It was delicious. *laughs*

So yes, I truly enjoyed it. My sis WAS going to be in the cast but she declined. A lot of her friends (including Danny boy) starred in it though and after the show, we went backstage to congratulate them for blowing my mind.

Joseph is the guy who played Danny's name. He went up to me and my sis and asked what I thought. I gave him a whole mouthful of praise because there was no denying that it impressed me. The reason I earlier described him as "the guy I hated" is because... I can't hate a fan. Apparently, he really looks up to me as an actor, a fellow twisted-humourist, and.. just in general, I s'pose. He felt really good about hearing ANY praise from me so that kinda made me feel good in return.

That was certainly a good night. My sister, Mr. Vocalist and I went to Timmy H's to toast a kick-ass show.


This is going to sound a bit strange, but I find that at the mention of certain people that I don't like, I tend to feel very sick. To the point of vomiting actually. It happened recently when I was having a casual chat with Kanon. For some reason she sent me a song she found funny. It was about Celine Dion. Yes, my fellow canuckers, that skinny thing... It wasn't BY her. Just ABOUT her. About having a crush on her to be precise. The thought of that alone made me very queasy. Honestly, it's not natural to like Celine Dion. Seriously. Even if the song was a joke, I puked listening to it. Literally. It wasn't very nice of Kanon but she didn't know any better...

I know that didn't have any relevance to anything but I thought it'd be fun to let you know.

My youngest sister and I have been getting along nicely lately. I know why. Nintendo DS.

Earlier this year she let me create a character for her Animal Crossing game. I chose a female one because the boys look like retards and I named her Jaden (probably my favourite name for a girl or boy. Should I choose [or be lucky enough] to have children, that's what I'll name one. *laughs*) Anyway, I didn't play the game that much until a month and I half ago. ever since, I've been tapping away at the thing (with the stylus, you pig.) every day while my sis was at school. It funny how serious she'd get over it. "Did you water the garden?" "Yes yes... I caught some fish and donated it to the museum too.." "Good. Keep it up.", she'd say. What a nut. Both of us...

Speaking of which, I accompanied my youngest sis on a field trip to a textile museum and a clay workshop thingy for their ancient civilizations chapter at school. The textile museum was more interesting than I thought. The tourguide was a cutie, I saw a really trippy piece of dyed fabric and I even gave the class a laugh by setting off multiple alarms. Everyone on the trip made a quilt square reflecting something about themselves. I made a cherry blossom tree (My fascination with the Japanese culture and my obsession with Arizonas). Yay me!


I was the youngest supervisor on the trip and so I kinda felt like a grade 5 too. Especially when we went to the clay workshop. We were to sculpt figures with a similar style to the statues of the Maya civilization. the kids had a lot of fun and I got a chance to mess with clay after such a long time. I wasn't paying attention to ALL the instructions for the Mayan style so I winged it in a "Check this shit out" fashion. Baha.. The kids loved it.

Little sis felt especially proud to have me come along. Probably because I made us both bento boxes. She had chicken on rice and salmon maki (which I had to buy because I had no time or patience to make it myself this time). I had a simple unagi on rice box with extras. She had fun showing it off to her friends and even more fun inhaling that food down as if it were her last. Ehh.. She's a hungry kid. *laughs*

A good day for all!

[EDIT: Not quite a good day afterall. I almost busted up my hand trying to keep a snack away from my youngest sis. How exactly? Two words: Ceiling fan. Thankfully, despite my bitching that night, it healed faster than I thought and I can drum again]

A good day even for my other sis. She received a phonecall from her beloved boy-crush. She got all girly and giddy and... yeah. Good for her. *laughs* She's lucky everyone was in a good mood that day because I was planning on kicking her ass for what she did to me the day before.

Our family went out for dim sum and during the meal, I was annoying my sis for... whatever reason and that clever little turd said out loud "At least I didn't tell mom and dad you're gay..."

Oh the table went silent. The way she said it made it very believable and yeah they started questioning me and because of the ridiculousness on the situations I kept laughing and now they're keeping an eye on me... Stupid sister. Clever sister. *laughs*


Speaking of laughing, I went to Yuk Yuks with some friends last Friday and it was great. The main act was awesome but I really liked the 2nd and 3rd act the most. the second act was a really chubby guy with long hair and a beard. Think "Obese Aragorn". There ya go... Some good drug jokes here and there and even an acoustic song. Fuckin' brilliant. the third act was just insanely funny. He even had poo jokes! I broke a rib laughing at that bastard. Fuckin' brilliant times two.

Yesterday (Sunday), I cooked pancakes for a pancake breakfast/fundraiser at church. there were pics taken so you might see me in an apron and hairnet. Yeah....


I'm sure I've missed something but I've gone on long enough. I'm hoping to do some shopping soon. I'm starting to dig tank tops and open shirts, despite my hopelessly skinny drummer arms. *laughs*

The weather has been really great recently. Just enough wind, just enough sun and nothing but pretty bright blue skies the whole day through. I also finally made a jrock/various Asian music minidisc. It's about time too... I find that I often air-guitar, air-drum, air-bass, air-synth, and air-sing often while I'm out in public. But I don't care. It's fun and I love my music. (Note: There is such a thing as air-singing. It's not lip-synching. Lip-synching is just moving your lips whereas air-singing involves the same breathing, timing and projection of REAL singing, just without the sound. Try it. You'll feel neat...)

I'm indeed a happy human.

To make me happier, I need to shop... And get more kimchi. I'm addicted to the stuff. It's the perfect late night snack. I like it really spicy. It goes well with my tea. My current craves have gotten me to watch "Full House", the popular korean drama for the third time this year. If you haven't seen it yet, I really advise that you do.

Well, that's it from me for now. Things are good, dude. Things are gooooood.

I hope you all have a great week!



Cheers.

- enin -



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Saturday, June 3, 2006

Things that bother you never bother me!
Oh yes. Things will pick up they says. Y'know when you pick something up? Like a refridgerator? Y'know. It's off the ground and all. But you can't only hold that thing up for so long. Anything in the world counts. You can't hold anything up forever. Your arms, your hands, your muscles will get tired eventually. That or you'll have no reason to hold that thing up. There are other things to do. Works with other stuff too.. I'm telling you...

Things will pick up... Sure they will. But tell me... Who's to say that they won't drop to the fucking ground again?

But remember! Keep it up because what you're carrying might be very important! Like an ice cream! What good is an ice cream if it's turning into a flavoured puddle of sludge in the grass? Haha!


I did carry a fridge yesterday. To grandma's house. She threw her old fridge out. And her stove. I was told to destroy the doors so that neighbourhood kids won't use it as a spot for hide & seek, then get trapped inside when the garbage man comes to collect it then die a disgustingly horrible death being crushed by the demonic jaws of a disposal machine.

I broke those doors. Whee! I broke everything. It felt good, it did. Destruction is never a good thing. But it is beautiful. I think so, at least. Imagine a tulip. A tulip as red as the blood running through your veins. It's beautiful, right? Now tear off the petals. What do you see? Petals scattered like puddles of colour below the very stem that held it up high. Do you see the same beauty as I do? In this case, they are scraps of metal but that's not the point. Haha!!


Something else happened yesterday. It fed my joy, it did. I returned my electric drumkit for... my electric drumkit. Hahaha! When I made the purchase in February, they gave me the floor model because a new one in a box wasn't available. The floor model had some dried salt on it because of all snowy days and all the fuckers who tested it. But it's gone now! Yay! I now have my new one in a box. Double yay!! The box itself is quite lovely but I enjoy the contents even more. Shiny new kit inside that box. Not a scratch, speck of dust, or dried sweatdrop has stained its perfection yet. Very pretty. Very functional as well. Manual included.



How does the weather outside look for you, friend?

I don't know what I like more. A clear, cloudless day where the sun scorches our planet with its blazing heat, drying us into dehydrated complaining machines... Or a sky filled with grey, humid air so thick, you struggle to push through it, leaving you out of breath and covered in a sticky layer of your own filth. Summer is so lovely. Be fucking thankful for it. There are those living in year-long icy winters, wondering what the fuck a beach is.


Everything's so peachy! Have a great weekend everyone! I love you all!


<3 enin <3
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Friday, June 2, 2006

Mits of fadness
So...

I should probably explain the... colours. (They're temporary, by the way. Don't get used to them.)


Ever feel so saddened, so angry, so depressed... that your emotions take a turn into the opposite direction?

Picture crying tears of joy... reversed. What you'll have is called the laughter of sadness. I'm sure many of you have experienced it before.


So, everything may appear dandy as candy... But you wouldn't even begin to imagine how terribly fucked up things can be behind the lollipops and sunshine.



It started at Anime North. It's hard to believe a day filled with such excitement could end up making me feel so fucking worthless....




....but nevermind all that! Be happy! Happy happy happy happy happy happy!!!!!!!!! EVERYONE! LET'S PUT OUR FUCKING SMILES ON!!!!




Oh happy day!


<3 enin <3
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Thursday, June 1, 2006

I really need help... . .. . . . . . .
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Saturday, May 27, 2006

Anime North 2006
I'm panicking from nervousness and excitement so I'll make this short.



Anime North 2006 is now...



...and I AM POLYSICS





First convention ever
First cosplay ever

And a good possiblility that I'm:

The First POLYSICS Cosplayer ever.



My visor is on. All systems go!

Cheers!

- enin -



P.S. Pics to come!
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Thursday, May 11, 2006

Wake up...
I shouldn't have had all that spicy squid. But I cannot even begin to describe how tender it felt and how each little peeper piece exploded like firecrackers of flavour in my mouth.

I knew I had a lot to do the next day. I've been putting off my errands for far too long now. First thing that had to be done was clean the house. I can't function in such an unorganized environment.

I knew it was far past my bedtime. Eating so late in the night, or should I say, so early in the morning wouldn't allow me to enter a resting state yet. It pained me to even lie down.

The green glow of my bedside clock/alarm battled the glow of my lava lamp of the same colour.

1:26am

"Alright." I told myself. "I'll just play some video games to past the time until it's possible to lie down and attempt to sleep."



2:04am

You know. I never realized how cool Crono's hair looked. Even for SNES graphics (which were happily emulated thanks to a program or two). It bounced as he walked. I was indeed impressed.



2:48am

Ah, into the future now. Our dear friend Robo was coming up. I thought it would be best to leave it until another day. I decided to play some music instead. Something soothing to perhaps tire me out.



3:40am

I'm finally lying down now. Wide awake still but at least I'm not sitting on the ground. I played an air piano while lying there, trying not to picture an actual piano hanging over me. I'll turn off the lamp then.



4:13am

Lying in the darkness isn't helping much. It wasn't really that dark either. The laptop still filled the room with a faint bluish white light. It's time to turn that off too. I think the silence would be a good idea.

C'mon, Josh. You have a busy day ahead of you.



4:50am

I hate you clock. I close my eyes for two minutes and you skip ahead by half an hour. I hate you so much.

Maybe I should just keep my eyes closed and stop looking at it. Goodness, it's a warm night. I'll just stick to hugging a pillow. Forget the blanket.



5:11am

Why..? Why did I look at the fucking clock again?



5:30am

There's a nice even number. Thirty.

Dammit. Alright. Let's start pre-dreaming. What would I like to dream about tonight? How about something that doesn't involves the stupid sun coming up and the stupid birds singing their stupid song? Screw you morning.


6:01am

People are on their way to work early. Suckers..

Okay okay okay.... Pre-dreaming...

Umm.. Superpowers. I want superpowers. An online quiz once told me my superpower would be shape-shifting. I can look like anyone or anything I wanted to. That would certainly be a lot of fun. I'd prbably first change myself into an employee at random stores so I can set aside or take home free merchandise, like clothes and electronics.

*laughs*

Now if I really wanted to be mischievous, I'd transform into Mr. Bassist or Mr. Guitarist and say something to cause some commotion between them two. Just for kicks....


Ooh boy, this is a good one. I'll set my alarm for 10:30am. I don't need that much sleep. Just enough drive to get my ass out of bed.



7:14am

Dad, why must you hum so loud?







~sleep break~







10:23am

Fantastic! I woke up before my alarm. I'll turn down the volume then. There's no need to let music blast when I'm already awake right?

I suppose I can let my eyes rest for a few more minutes before getting up.



11:45am

You've got to be joking. I close my eyes and I travel into the goddamn future.

It's only 11:45 though. Okay. 15 minutes and I'm up at noon. Promise promise. I'll set my alarm for then as well. I have to get up this time.

But damn, I'm comfy.










4:37pm


"Josh? Have you been asleep the whole day?"







FUCK!








Cheers.

- enin -
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Monday, April 24, 2006

Lavaaaaa
So Monday is here. Let us welcome him.

Hello Monday. I love you. I want to embrace you. Let us hold hands, Monday. Together, we shall watch the grass grow.



Despite the still-crappy weather, I'm feeling a bit better from yesternight. Haven't really chatted with her yet but it's okay. I know something will work out soon.

Much thanks to the comments the last post. Totally turn my day around.. Erm.. Night I mean.. I'm not alive during the day. The sun burns my flesh.

Sitarose brought up a point that I haven't really thought about before. she's right. I AM pretty comfortable posting about whatever. Specifically what bothers me. It usually feels good after letting it out. When it comes to your own life, there's only so much you can bitch about to certain people. Here, at MyO, I can just go on about anything and everything (If I choose to do so of course). It's better than scribbling junk in a diary or whatever because here, I can get advice, opinions and whatnot from all different directions. Not so that I could follow them but to use them to my advantage and further think upon the situation at hand. What diary can do that, huh?

No. I don't have a diary. Shut up.

But yeah. You guys are the outside party. Perhaps yo've experienced the same problems. That helps too. So that's why I can feel easy about posting here. It's an escape. A pixelated escape into the world of the internets, but an escape nonetheless.

And yes. I ate 14 mangos.. When I crave, I really crave... There's no stoppin' me.




Anyway. I remembered I had a giftcard to Walmart early yesterday morning. And since I was having a pretty sucky weekend, I decided to buy something stupid at Walmart to cheer me up.

The lamp in my room is on the fritz. What I mean by that is that it spits sparks. Not cool, right? I needed a fast replacement. Anyone in their right mind would use their giftcard for something of use. I am not anyone. The split-second I walked into the lighting aisle, I was attracted to a spinning red siren light. I've always wanted one! What for? Who cares. It's neat, okay?

While carrying the box down to the other end of the aisle, I spotted a lava lamp. So I picked up one of those as well.

My new lava lamp is green with yellow blobs in blue liquid. The green base makes everything look green anyway. It makes this eerily trippy green glow in the dark so I can kinda use it for a lamp. The red siren light is completely useless in every way. But I like it. My room is very porno when it's turned on. *laughs* I said "turned on"...

My parents didn't say much about my new purchases. they just shook their heads... I say that's a good reaction!




So... I promised you guys a little something from my Easter escapades, correct? Yes, of course.

Below you'll see a bunny. That's me in the costume trying it out for a test run. I cannot stress enough the fact that it was bloody hot in there. But it was all for the kids and their easter egg hunt on Sunday. Little babies rock.



The video was taken on the Saturday before. Pixie was over that day so you can hear her laugh a bit in the background. Little sis was the camera girl. And I starred as Mr. Bunny.

Listen to them scream! Good times...


ENJOY!



Click to see----->Mr. Bunny!







Well, that was dumb, eh? Costumes are fun though. I'm happy. Let's keep it this way..

Enjoy Monday, everyone! Let's take his hand again and sing him a lullaby...



Cheers.


- enin -
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Sunday, April 23, 2006

Don't get me down
Hi again. I'm going to enjoy writing this post a bit more than usual. I got a new pair of glasses this weekend. They're nice and simple black framed Kio Yamato's. I'll be wearing them a lot more often because the lenses aren't falling out like my old pair. I still look dorky but it'll be nice to see the world FOR REAL this time. *laughs* No. I'm not THAT blind.

A big special thanks to Miasmamoon and Yamchaa for climbing the CN Tower and writing their names on the wall. By "climbing the CN tower", I mean reading through my last post with was incredibly stupid and long... Like a climb up Toronto's landmark eyesore. I didn't mean for it to go on that long but whatever. Yeah, whatever...

Since buying the entire series on DVD for $15 on Monday, I've been watching Fruits Basket all week. It's so adorable. I love it to bits.

In Pixie news, I heard she's been wearing my hoodie a lot. Twice to school and elsewehere. I find that kinda neat.

In Kanon news... There is none. She seems busy with stuff lately. *sigh*

I think all the extra time I have is making me go a bit insane.. Yes. Only a BIT. Almost everything else I've done lately is normal.

I've been having mango cravings this week. So my parents bought a box full awhile ago. The true crave kicked in on fateful night while on MSN with some buds. I decided to grab a mango to snack on while online. On my way back to my laptop, I cut up the mango and ate it. So I ended up only bring a mess back to the lappy. I decided to grab a few more. I think I brought 4 on the way back. I waited until I actually sat down to start eating them. I did started cutting them up though. I went through those four pretty quickly. I decided to just stop telling the folks online that "I'm gonna get another mango". With a couple of hours, I had nothing to bring back.

I had finished the box.

3 things bothered me.

1. The fact that I finished a box that was bought a couple of days before.

2. The fact that my parents (also mango lovers) didn't have any yet.

3. The fact that I didn't have anymore to eat that night...

Fellow MyOers Red and SomeGuy warned me of the upcoming danger. Mango-hungry parents and the natural disposal of 14 mangos. Yeah.. I ate fourteen that night. Stage one of my expected execution started promptly after.

"Where the fuck are all the mangos?" was heard from the kitchen. It was lil sis and she was a bit upset but moreso concerned about how many times my parents would stab me after finding out I inhaled the boxfull.

Thankfully, I convinced her to shut up about it so I can buy a box or two the next day. So I did. I bought two boxes to make it look like I didn't touch one and just got another. The parents didn't find out and were in fact quite happy I was considerate enough to buy another box because they know how I eat mangos.... *nervous laugh*


Enough about mangos...


So... Other than stuffing my face full of tropical fruit and smiling giddly at lovey-dove anime, I've been doing some writing. What KIND of writing, I can't exactly say just yet. Could be poetry, could be a story, could be a seperate personal journal. Could be all three or something completely different. It's been awhile since I've written anything but the urge just.. came. So I spend a lot of my time in my backyard with my laptop just coming up with ideas and whatnot. The nice weather helps.

I guess that's all to report. Days have been slow lately. I was hoping to spend some time with friends or 'friend' but they've been busy.

For the time being, I suppose I'll just watch more anime, eat more mangos and write more pointless shit in the backyard like a lunatic.


Fuck... Not cool..



Okay... I admit. As I was typing this, I started to get kinda bitter.


I've been wanting to see Kanon for the longest time now but that's not working. She probably has better stuff to do.

And the fact that Pixie came back and is being all weird out of nowhere isn't comforting at all either. She could just be playing a trick on me. A sick, twisted, heart-crushing trick.

I can't go to my band because they're still pretty stupid. They wouldn't understand much.

My job is still trying to get me back despite the fact that they're paying me less an hour than my youngest sisters age.


The gloomy weather we had today didn't help either..

But whatever. I won't let this crud get me down. I have nonsense to write... Yes.. Writing...


*cough*



I'm fine. *laughs* Oh yes. I'm doing great now.

You take care of yourselves, 'kay? Wipe your feet before you leave.


Cheers.


- enin -



Wow... Totally going nowhere now.... Fuck fuck fuck.
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