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• 1983-08-05
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• Vancouver, BC
Member Since
• 2003-08-02
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• Writer; Part-Time Hero
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• James
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Achievements
• Visiting eight different myO friends in person thus far
Anime Fan Since
• Winter 2001
Favorite Anime
• Neon Genesis Evangelion, .hack//SIGN, Naruto, Bleach, Beck, Peacemaker Kurogane, Ranma 1/2 (the guilty pleasure)
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• Visit the myO friends I've missed thus far; complete a cosplay from 300
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• Writing, Gaming, Kung Fu, Movies, Acting somewhat strange in general
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• Can recognise most quotes from almost any movie/show on first listen; Can recite the entire 12 days of Christmas by memory
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Wednesday, May 25, 2005
THE ROOM: The Rest of the West, and a Touch of the South
At this point the room slowly gets less interesting - all the gadgets are on the other half of the room. Here on it's just more posters and where I sleep, which is probably less interesting than it actually sounds. Ah well . . .
The bottom shelf of that "shrine" shelf that I REALLY need to work on . . . so yes, here are the CDs in my room, as opposed to the ones above or in the car. Now that the aniki has moved out, I guess I have more reason to buy CDs that he had, like all those U2 CDs . . . somethin' to think about . . . so yes, you'll notice that they're divided by cassette tapes (again) into three sections: music-by-artist, music-by-soundtrack (including those created by myself), and comedy CDs (I need to buy Adam Sandler . . .). So yeah, I love soundtracks. And, now that I know of a great place to get anime/VG music, I think I'll be getting more! And yes, don't forget that FFVII's on the desk . . .
Here's the last of the west wall, including the beginning of the south wall. That cabinet-thingy is where the fuse box for the house is - maybe the room was originally not meant to be a bedroom, but meh. This is probably the best time to talk about that night table (which has maybe half of one drawer used). The phone on it is connected to the house's second line - complicates my life a great deal, seeing as I rarely use the phone for extended periods of time. My brother used to use it a lot . . . me, not so much . . . . . I say that it'd be cheaper to cancel it, but my mom feels it's useful and stuff . . . complicates my life, though . . . anyway, the red safe thing has . . . I dunno, a few US bills, some Pesos from my Mexico trip . . . the rest is of old notes from "the third crush". Why those are still in there, I dunno . . . probably too lazy to move 'em anywhere else . . .
My incredible, amazing certificates. They don't have my middle name, so I may rest assured that stalkers still have a ways to go seeing as there are probably about 5000 James Leungs in Vancouver alone. Heh. Anyways, let's see . . . top left says that I have a Canadian Scholarship Trust plan that my parents had paid into for the past seventeen/eighteen years. Top middle says I've graduated high school. Top right says I was a good band student in grade 9 (first person of my year to get one when they first started implementing this thing, so hey). Bottom left says I kicked ass at that Fermat math test (remember the medal?), probably for being in some top percentage of people or something. Bottom right says that I was an after-class tutor in grade 12 and clocked in at least 10 hours (though I clocked in many more). I dunno, I liked tutoring, even though half the time it was for courses that I sucked at . . . still don't think I'd make a good teacher, though. And yeah, there's probably other less-cool certificates underneath those ones, but I didn't have any more frames (not that they were worth showing anyway).
And here's the pulled back full shot of the south wall. Heh, I think it's cool how the mirror on the east wall reflected the camera flash, since the open closet door probably blocked off that one half of it - it's neat to me, anyway. So let's see . . . going by the placement of the blankets and pillows . . . . . there isn't a whole lot one can say about my sleeping habits, other than that clearly it's just me in there at night in bed (saddening, I'm sure . . . psh).
And we'll end today's tour with the beginning of the wall-crawl. At the top right of the wall is an old "Canadian Armed Forces" poster I probably got in grade 3 or 4 when some people came to school. Well, back in those days I wasn't quite as interested in the military as I am now (I should really do something worthwhile with that interest, perhaps . . .). So yeah, it sat rolled up in my closet for years and years, and the crumples in it show that fact. I think the silhouette directly to the left of the world there is a Bren Gun, for those in the know. Other than that . . . I don't think there's an asian on that poster, which is a shame . . . there's the guy in the red hat, I know, but he's probably first nations more than anything . . . ah well. Hehe, guess that gives me more incentive to join the reserves or something, ne? Hehe . . . . .
Jikai: Missing posters, a night table, and a spear-like device!
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