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[Feb. 19th, 2009|11:41 pm] |
I like bittersweet things.
Dark chocolate
Grapefruit
Honey & Clover ending
nice aching, nostalgic poetry
broken things are nice to write about
but in reality, they're just bitter
bitter bitter bitter
and I hate bitterness.
I'll take my life with a 2 spoonfuls of sugar.
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[Mar. 18th, 2008|09:47 pm] |
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Ha, why do I have so many locked entries. I forget I even wrote them because I never sign in. I like lurking. :D
From the time I posted my last visible entry to now, I still have not written a thing and I'm little bit more fine with it than I was then. It does get really frustrating when I forget lines or I read them so many times that they lose their power. I've been playing solitaire instead of writing. Really good a solitaire now. Yeah, it's pathetic.
In other news, (the most exciting thing that happened recently), I got SUPER SMASH BRO. BRAWL! It's amazing. Super smashes are sweet, even Peach's pathetic smash because the screen becomes all Peachified, how is that not win?
Did I just say win? Aww...
My favorite part of the Super Smash Franchise is still the booming "FAILURE." You want to lose just to destroy your esteem with such a cool "FAILURE." Youtube it. It's so demeaning it's great.
Yeah, and a total of 0 out 0 readers will do just that.
NOES! I'm alone on the internets!
Did I just say that? Aww... |
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| "mayama, suki" |
[Oct. 26th, 2007|09:25 pm] |
I recently finished my first animation. It was incredibly, incredibly, time-consuming. But, I want to make another one, this one with real animation, architectural scans and varying transitions. I want to write another script, do more voice-overs, and just learn about motion.
But, then, I think seriously. I don't have the luxury of time. I have college applications, college essays, and I have to keep my grades consistent (which I failed to do this quarter).
So I think that I'll write poetry instead. Except that I can't. I've been pouring through my old stuff, and I'm just amazed (in the good way) at what I have written.
"to inhale the heart that is not in love with another blood"
"catching delicacies"
"lacking the crows the chew the winter/ lacking the winter to chew"
I hate that I cannot remember the ways I used to think.
I hate that I can't be inspired by Honey & Clover, the greatest slice-of-life show.
I hate that the only thing salvageable in my latest word document is "airplanes in April" "clouds that will never rain"
Actually, this word document might be an improvement from the last.
Oh, finally, "5 centimeters per second" is coming out in December. The English trailer in online now at ADV. Watch it. (Watch the Japanese one on veoh too)
"Do you know the speed at which cherry blossoms fall?"
"It the same speed we fall in love."
At what speed must I live to be able to see you again?
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[Sep. 19th, 2007|09:09 pm] |
arg,
I think I'm running on adrenaline. Too many facts. Too many equations. Too many amendments. All which I lost in my "keep-everything-in-here notebook." The notebook also has poetry scraps and my running tab with animation.
arrrrg
mou yi! |
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| OTAKU, I've never seen one before! |
[Sep. 15th, 2007|11:13 pm] |
I've re-fallen in love with anime. It's not a good thing especially when I need to do everything involved in the college application process and all I want to do is watch Honey & Clover or Nodame Cantabile. I even made my family hide my Mushi-shi Volume 1 so that I wouldn't become distracted.
But then, when I begin my essays, the blank page wants me to write poetry, and truthfully, I can't write either at this point.
list of seasonal anime I'm watching
Honey & Clover
Nodame Cantabile (since watching this, I've been practicing piano and violin so much more)
Darker than Black (The only one I follow anxiously, all others I watch leisurely)
Toward the Terra
Lucky Star (the opening is deep-fried crack)
Maybe I should try writing reviews for anime in order to relieve my writer's block. Or not. That be a huge distraction.
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| asoubou! |
[Aug. 20th, 2007|01:10 pm] |
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let's play, "what's on l's most recent word document!"
to stop my hands from tumbling
in trembling light
speak of foreign sighs from quiet machines or the strange way a thumbprint mimics a heart remind me of osmosis and innocence
delicate balance pale lemons
and understate the distance
of abrupt eyes and tightlipped windows fill the stars with constellation, so sweet we cry natura rerum non pulcher; sic ergo est
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[Feb. 6th, 2007|02:37 pm] |
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if you think like thomas edison
can you invent a word for me
could you invent a world for me
I need to hear a symphony
sleater kinney
To say what?
there
the sun swells, as all suns do
as large
as the moon
To tell you that I really have nothing to say.
My baby loves me
I'm so happy
Happiness makes me
A modern girl
I took my money
I couldn't buy nothing
I'm sick of this
Brave new world
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[Nov. 19th, 2006|07:56 pm] |
I snap the way angles slam into lines.
I was never apt in prose. I am not flowing sentences of epic, or novels of aligned words, more like abrupt fragments, short pops of thoughts, and unconsciously alliterative.
I have awkward similes/metaphors for almost anything, even on themes I have yet to struggle through. One should write upon things they are familiar with, I write on imagined words on out-of-context foundations.
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