first of all, why i have been inactive for one month.
i think by now you should be able to tell that when i'm inactive for a month,
it means i'm having fun somewhere else, or in manga hell. i hung around in
manga hell for 3 weeks. i was considerably neater this time. my room wasn't
a horrible place to live in because i didn't do any of the pages at home.
i went to school/library to do it because they have free heater. this time,
i only hated my story at the stage of adding in text. i guess this is an
improvement from previously where i hated my story since the draft. i hope
there will be a day when i can not hate my story. and people can not hate
my story. and when i will be pleased to tell people about the story. sorachi
said in one of his author's notes that publishing your own manga under your
own name is like showing your bare ass(hole) to the world. he says it's
very embarrassing. he is so right. because of this manga and my presentation,
there were a few times i slept at 3am to complete my work, an act i have
never needed to do before. because lack of social life= more time = i can
finish everything before 12am.( by lack of social life i mean a true
lack of one - no gatherings with family/friends, dinner is always 30 minutes
of anime, no channel surfing, no time used to talk to people outside
of school...) but, my presentation was over last tuesday, and i sent
my manga 2 days ago, and yet yesterday i broke my record and slept at 6am. this
brings me to topic number 2.
天才与白痴只有一线之差. just how do we determine who is a genius, and who
is the fool? is the fool truly the one who sees the truth or is he the
one furthest away from the truth? this is a question that i suddenly feel
is very in need of being answered when i recently had to work in groupwork
with my korean classmate whom i usually stay away from. the reason why
i stay away from her is because i think our personalities clash very badly.
she has the what we call an "artist's behavior". meaning, she is very untidy,
likes very weird and ugly things (like barbie doll in pieces, or pigs
having sex, etc) and she loves philosophy and has many of her own theories
on why things are the way they are. she has very strong convictions and ideas
and always want to share them with others and sort of stress them out to the
point they have to agree with her. this is the type of personality i stay
away from the most because i hate the things they like and they mess up
my life rhythm. i hate it when people mess with my pace. this groupwork
turned out to be a nightmare. because i believed we were clashing personalities,
i let her work separately from me. i will organise and assign the tasks
and make sure everything still goes at my pace and also that her hurricane
like character doesn't blow mine into disorder. i also believed that
she was really an artist inside and could create sparks of genius. it's just
that our methodologies are so different its better they don't mix. that
doesn't mean that if she comes up with an idea and can convince me of its
validity, i wouldn't accept it. and everyday of the workshop, she will
come to me and tell me these very STUPID ideas. they are not even crazy.
or strange. or bizarre. yes they probably look bizarre and crazy. but
underneath all that, these ideas at the very core are stupid. i could tell
in one look. i did not like these ideas. but due to my belief in her artistic
"talent", i always gave her chances to explain why she wants it to be
this way. and she always replies my questions of "so what do you really
want to show here" with a stupid explanation that is so idiotic i cannot believe it,
followed by "you think it's stupid?" or "why? it's not good?" or "so
you think it's ugly?", in a manner like she cannot believe i think such an out of the box idea is
not acceptable. she can blame it on her luck for meeting direct choo.
even my mom says that 我的话很难听. i hate being dishonest. so my replies
are always "yes, i dont like it." or "you are not convincing me", i find
it very thoughtless, like something a grade school kid came up with." or
"this solution is too easy." and she she's like "okay." and goes on to
come up with more stupid ideas as if she didn't listen to my input at all.
her lack of care for details also made her unable to complete the simple
tasks i gave her, EG TESTING OUT COLOUR SCHEME. i told her to be ready to do
it once i was done with the form. when i gave it to her, she was shocked to
find that she couldn't find the file in which she saved her work in. my expression clearly s
said: wtf. and i tried to ask her if she was sure she saved it. her reply was
"ALMOST. I AM ALMOST SURE." WTF IS ALMOST SURE WTF DOES THAT MEAN????!
SOMEBODY ENLIGHTEN ME! HOW DO YOU BE ALMOST SURE YOU SAVED A FILE? and she
looked very stressed and kept mussing up her hair and being apologetic
and worried and shocked and kept repeating that she was ALMOST sure she saved it
and rambling on about how could it have disappeared and it was still there this afternoon.
i almost burst an artery. i HATE IT THE MOST, when people DON'T TRY TO DO
ANYTHING TO SOLVE THE PROBLEM THEY CAUSED and stay there looking helpless.
hey, I AM NOT THE FREAKING MESSIAH! i'm not here to erase your sins and
solve your problems. WHY SHOULD I SAVE YOU WHEN I HAVE NO OBLIGATION NOR
WANT TO? i told her our schedule is very tight and she needs to do this before
school closes so she can give it to me so i can carry out the next step. i left
her alone for 1 hour and when i came back, nothing was done. she was trying
to find out how to place all the letters together. i almost screamed.
really. in my head, there was a million things to be done running past like some
slideshow and the order in which i should do them and the time needed.
and then i calmly told her to give me all the files and that i'm going
home to do it. she was so shocked and then started blabbering about how
she will get it done on photoshop (when we were doing typography) because
she doesn't have illustrator and then come round to my place later to give
it to me. i'm like "no, i'm not going to wait around for you to finish,
i'll do it myself" and she was horrified and said how in this way, she
didn't do anything! so i told her to do whatever she wanted to, and i will
do my own work. and she was like saying how the next day she would surely
get it done and we can work on it together. i said, no, i said i'm doing it,
i don't care what you're doing, but this is my own work now. i don't care
about you. and i left. i think this was the first time i have been so rude
to someone i dont know well. i didn't even try to dress it up so it was
less offensive. she really needs to wake up from her delusions. about
how she is a great artist looking down on the small worries of normal people.
and how she considers greater things. the worst thing is, she has somehow
manage to fool everyone into believing, she really has the capacity and talent
to do great things and it's just the world that doesn't understand her.
even i thought that for almost a year. seriously, what makes the fool a fool
and not a genius? who can tell? who decides? what i thought was brillance
turns out to be idiocy. but then again, that was what society
and culture told me to think. am i just so stupid i buy everything society says?
or am i so stupid i cannot tell the real brilliance that society is referring to
and instead mistook idiocy for it? how many people have actually mistaken
idiocy for genius and found out later? what if they never find out? what
does find out actually mean? in other words, i hate this korean girl now because
of her stupidity and ignorance and inability to listen to others. i told
my other korean friend that i hope she falls into the sea and never gets out.
my other korean friends says: please do it, i will help you. it also sucks
to do groupwork alone. like the share of two people now falls on one person's
shoulder.
thirdly, presenting the world of animanga, the greatest friendships!
#1: gin-san and zura
i like how they like to abuse each other like true friends will. zura
frequently goes to look for gin-san to get verbally or physically abused,
because they are friends. gin-san abuses zura because they are besties.
they like to hang around, do nothing and say bad things about takasugi.
this is really true friendship.
#2: ace, sabo and luffy
three words: all my tears.
(... ... I MUST HAVE THIS MODEL ;____;)
#3: tiger and bunny
internet, i don't care what you say. they are best friends, stop twisting it
out of shape.
i complained to my other korean friend about gross korean classmate.
my korean friend cheered me up like a true friend. at that moment, i thought
of all my friends in high school. i know you guys all have your own life now,
and new friends in university. without me, you all still have other friends of
your new social life. but without you all, i have nothing. that is how
important you all are to me.
to end off, here is a song for you to cry your eyes out to:
don't tell me how it is not sad. don't say how i'm obsessing too much
over ace's death. watch this video and tell me, who will not be touched?
every one piece fan calls this the most emotional op ever.
if you can't cry over this, then go cry over this:
this one makes me feel happy though. it reminds me of my happy trip in
mtv-lovin spain. where they play mtv in every diner, café, hostel...
9.39pm
311211
i just came back from my awesome backpacking trip with cheng munyi. i think
ms cheng might be my most intellectual travelling partner yet. i learnt
so many new things about buildings and about their materials. it really
was an extremely productive trip for me. even though everyday we set alarm
at 8.30am and only wake up at 9.15. i really enjoyed this trip very much.
and here i am, on the last day of 2011, alone at home, unpacking my stuff.
this being the last day of 2011, means there should be a highlights of year
2011! but guess what, there isn't going to be one this year because my
slacking ability has reached new heights and i am going to sum it up in a few words.
2011, the year of
darkness, despair, injustice, depression, otaku and ace's death (for me! okay
for me! it was a terrible tragedy)
i know i sound like i am a sec 2 teen going through the emo-no-one-understands-me
stage. yes so what? i have 中二病. and i like it. i like how all these
negativity makes me productive and have ideas streaming forth. i am
no longer the optimistic choo of 2010. no more optimism. we are from dust
and will end up as dust. our corrupted flesh will return to the earth
so that it can be cleansed. i won't say there is no point in living. but
i hate it when people give me that shocked look when i say i have desires
to go and die. and i also hate 励志 shows now. please give me my horror
and depression where no one is happy. because that is reality. and i now
have new views on feminism and female rights after reading 武士道. it is
a rather enlightening read, despite it being extremely one-sided and
nationalistic. 女人顾家是没有错的. feminism and burning bras is stupid. the
world should just burn up in flames. then we can all become the fire we
want to be so much.
this is such an incoherent last-day-of-2011 post. it is now time to catch up
on the gintama and hunter and un-go and paranoia agent that i have not
watched for 10 days. i will spend the last day doing that, like a true
otaku.
9.42pm
181211
i sometimes wish i could have a quick mode in addition to zombie mode
and ideas mode. ideas mode is great, i like the things i come up with in
ideas mode, or at least i don't hate it. however, ideas mode is also
very very slow. i can spend days on the same project doing the same thing
because i have a new idea and i want to try it out. it also means i will
be date for my semester presentation. because it is 2 weeks after the holidays.
and i don't want to zombie mode any more modules. 3 out of like 5 is enough.
the library will be closed tomorrow. i am sad. where will i go to for
my free heating! the school is also closed because its the holidays (i
wish we could be like every school in hongkong where students are encouraged
to go to school even during holidays). i have no where to run to for free
heating unless i go to the supermart. and i don't want to do that because
it encourages me to spend on things that make me fat. it is not as if i'm
not eating enough now. so i will, freeze at home tomorrow, under my blanket.
while trying to finish up my projects.
8.29pm
151211
i dislike french parties, where the only thing they do is drink, get drunk
and dance (and make-out in their drunken-ness). since i don't do any
of these activities, i usually avoid them like the plague. today at my
school's christmas party, i suddenly found a reason to attend. when i
arrived, everyone was semi-drunk and all the drinks were almost gone. but
you know what i saw on the table? bread. glorious bread. lying scattered
and unwanted on the table. some untouched. because i didn't eat since morning
and it was like 10pm already, i hesitantly broke off a piece from a seemingly
untouched baguette and ate it. it was...fresh. OMG FRESH BREAD. tons of
them! in a party where everyone is too busy being drunk to notice them.
i spent 30 minutes at the table eating the bread. i know i don't have a life.
but together with me was the gintama classmate who told me he hadn't eaten
since morning either. and we were busy recommending each other the best tasting
bread on the table. and then i went home when people started coming over and
blocking me from the bread.
11.55pm
131211
i realise that when i zombie-state a module, i will come up with more new ideas for the other modules i am not in zombie state for.
and these are ideas that i don't detest. it is amazing that i am not
hating what i am coming up with. i have no regrets for zombie-ing modules
video, photo and writing. they are useless. or rather, i am useless at
them. i can find no inspiration for them at all after 2 months. so i
have given up on them. zombie-state is very useful here because zombie-state
is called zombie state because a)you just do whatever is required and
don't think further like a brainless zombie b)you are immune to all
harsh criticisms, like a true living undead. when my video professor
(who i dislike the most) shows a look of frustration upon looking at my work.
for some twisted reason, i feel extremely pleased inside. its the pleasure
of seeing the person you dislike in agony. i think my soul has become very
ugly. like how i sometimes wish my siblings or best friends can never find
their soulmate so that we can all live together and grow old together.
and be each other's most important person until the day we die.
okay, i shall not disclose any more of my twisted thoughts here. please
don't hate me. i still wish for all of you to be happy. yes i do. really.
this tune is very nice. it captures the 雨过天晴 feel very well. not dramatic,
very peaceful, like a breeze passing through a wide plain or rice fields.
i am not trying to be poetic here, it is really what it sounds like.
also this is the most recent op to eat my brain
one of the lines go: the children are like a mushroom cloud in the sky.
when i watch this opening sequence, i think: ah this is what the world
infested with humanity is like. i want to laugh with them at our sad existence
and our stupidity and idiocy.
i should terminate this post before i really scare everyone away. i really
think the cause of this is my failure to defeat cynthia. frustration building here.
they really should sell max revives in the pokecentres.
oh let me end off with this. one night i dreamt that i was in the backseat
of a 9-seater car/limo thing. next to me there was baojia and kenghoe
and kerina. there was a space of at least 2 people in between each of us.
kerina said she hated what she was studying. and kenghoe said: excuse me for
having the face of a comma.
10.46pm
121211
i do not like typing the date. it reminds me of how fast time is flying.
it also reminds me of my mortality. i don't want to die without achieving
anything. yes i want the world to end. but i don't want the world to continue
when i die. this is the arrogance of man.
i have finished translating my stupid story about a human devouring town.
it is full of shit. but i don't care because i am on zombie mode for this
module. i also don't like the tutor. she likes to blab on about her own stories
(yes she is a real published writer) and how wonderful she finds them and
how she goes through her creative process. i usually like to listen to how
creators find inspiration for their work and how they go about developing it.
i may hate them in a loving manner for being geniuses (oda). but this teacher
is the very 虚伪 type. she believes she writes excellent stories and that
people who don't appreciate it are too uncultured to do so. everytime she
critics our stories, i get the feeling she doesn't care about it at all.
because in her mind, she is the best and no one can be better than her except
the literary greats. i don't know if i'm imagining all these because so far
she has not said or done anything to reveal that. but well, i like to live
in my depressed little world where humanity is evil.
speaking of evil humanity, i am sad there are only so few people i can
recommend ito junji to. it usually goes like this:
me: omg this story! it's so screwed up! go read it!
other person: but...but i don't like horror.
me: oh.D-:
and i can't even press them to go give it a shot. because i don't want
to be responsible for any mental traumas it may cause them. it's not
like recommending 少女 or 少年 or slice of life or adventure or moe moe
or bl. with all these mentioned genres, i can press the person to read it.
with "persuasive" statements like "this one is different!" or "it will
make an impact on you!" or "it's very interesting!" even though ito junji
usually fulfills all three statements, when the person cannot take horror
there is really nothing much i can do except ask them to go read earth
bound, the only story without any horrific images. i find it terrible i cannot
tell people about how funny soiichi's wife and kid are (who are people
eaters by the way), or how amusing i find intersection pretty boy and
how he goes around making girls stab penknives in their throat, or just the
whole of spiral in general, or the one with the people being splattered into
pancakes. all these weirdly humorous happenings and i have no one to
share it with. it's not like i don't think they will understand the humour
in it. it's more like they don't want to be haunted by his horrific images
and are thus unable to even go read a page of it. and here i can't even
paste images of ito junji's mangas because well, you know. mental traumas and
responsibility.
i see many status updates on fb going "5 days till home!" or "miss you guys
see you soon!" or "packing up and home soon!". i feel like shooting them.
KEEP YOUR JOY TO YOURSELF. sad depressed little soul in countryside here
not pleased. even though i still wouldn't go home even if i were swimming
in money during winter break. it still irks me a little to see people happy.
come on! where are you depressed updates? you know, those lovesick ones, or those
about school killing you? yeah those will do. i am a sad little person who doesn't like to see happiness. i think i may
be transforming into a grinch or something. it must be because i was
defeated by cynthia twice already.
anyway to end off, here are some amazingly useful tips to survive
in a temperate country in winter WITHOUT heater and WITHOUT falling sick. written by amazing choo
who is once again going to embark on an endurance test against the cold:
#1: eat more. please don't diet. nobody bloody diets in winter. winter is
eat all you want season. pack up those fats. they will come in useful.
#2: hot drinks are key to not dying. milo, tea or ginger soup. anything you drink
warm it up first. including milk. it warms your whole body up. it really does.
#3: take long hot showers. the heat will remain with you for at least an hour
later on. yes. it is that amazing. trust me.
#4: drape blankets over your bedsheet. bedsheets are too thin and flimsy.
if you have extra blankets, sleep on them and under them (ie be sandwiched
between blankets). this is so you don't feel like dying for the first 10 minutes
you lie down on your cold bed to go to sleep.
#5: what heating packs? heating packs are the most useless inventions ever.
use a hot water bottle. or hold your mug containing hot drink in it.
#6: wear long johns all the time. especially for your legs. so you don't feel like
jumping out of your skin every morning when you change into jeans.
#7: exercise. people this is key. don't give me bs about how the weather is
too cold for you to go out and do some sport. doing sport warms your body up
anyway so you won't be cold by the time you're done. if you really don't
want to do it outside, do it indoors. there are many videos on youtube
about doing indoor exercises.
#8: make sure your shoes don't have holes. there really isn't a need
for boots. i mean sure they can make it warmer but sneakers really do fine
too. but your shoes cannot have holes on the soles. you will die when it starts snowing.
#9: close your shutters if there is no sun. the only purpose of the window
is to let your house have free heating when the sun is strong. if there is no
sun, close those damn shutters if not you will feel like your room 漏风.
#10: this is the most important point of all. listen carefully. the trick
to not freezing in a room without heater is ... to not bloody stay in the
bloody room. get out of your bloody house and leech on the heaters in other places.
school, library, supermarts, friend's house. all of these places are excellent
for you to stay warm without feeling like you're burning a hole in your pocket.
and nobody can say you are not taking proper care of yourself and neglecting
your health, because well, you are not.
i think winter this year is also less cold than last year. i get an
average temperature of 6-8 degrees. as compared to last year's -2 + snow.
10.32pm
101211
i almost hyperventilated when i typed the date. TENTH OF DECEMBER. WHAT
THE F. TIME Y U FLY SO FAST. i haven't even completed my story for tongli
competition yet. i really almost had a cardiac arrest when i checked
the date. like my chest felt very tight as if something is squeezing
my heart tightly in a fist.
for the first time, this is not going to start off as a 宅 post. it may
descend into one. but my main aim today is to complain.
why do i have to write everything twice? please tell me. why am i not
godlike in french so i can just write everything once and not having to write
once in english and then translate the whole chunk into french? for the
assignment for my writing module, we all have to write a piece of fiction.
each week, we will be given a random image or word to be used as a tool
to develop the story, like we have to incorporate at least one element of
it into our text. it does not help that every week, i am given some ultra
weird image/word. my first week, i got the beginning of kafka's the prcocess.
that passage describes how this dude called Joseph K was arrested one morning
for no reason. my second week, i got a photo taken from the interior of
an abandoned house with shattered windows. my third week i got the freaking
carcass of a goat. my fourth week i got the photo of a fat asian woman
who looks like a mamasan lying naked on what i presume is the table in a
room. my fifth week i got the word cobblestone. seriously, WHAT THE F.
how are these elements supposed to even "help" me to get a clear idea
of where my story is going? so every week, i did what i do best. don't think
too much and just dump everything in and try to make everything as short
as possible. and this has resulted in a story that my professor calls a "nightmarish world". i think she thinks i am
insane. well because every week i make it as short as possible, this has
resulted in missing links all over the place. and now that i have rewritten
it, it is 1914 words. and now, i have to translate them all to french.
1914. one thousand nine hundred and fourteen. mille neuf cent quatorze.
that is a hell lot of work. that is meaningless. i have to waste time
translating things back and forth. why please tell me why am i doomed
to such a fate. it also does not help that my knowledge of grammar for the past stops at
imparfait, passé composé when the french have what feels like 10 tenses
to talk about the past. which leads to me currently butchering french grammar
like a boss. i have better things to do, seriously. like defeating cynthia.
this assignment is also due next week.
11.55pm
041211
dear google, please tell me why, when i search for
leorio, you give me this?
why google why? 9.07pm
011211
today i found out one of my classmates watches gintama. you know how rare
is that? someone from lv-land watching gintama! gintama that sometimes
i don't fully understand because of its cultural references and here
is someone who is half the globe away from asia watching it. i was so
amazed and so excited. i think he realised that because he said only
watched the anime and didn't read the manga so as not to get my hopes
up too high. but that didn't do anything as i am also from the 动画党.
so i excitedly asked him if he watched everything. and he said no, he only
watched until... guess where? he said he only watched until where the
"duck-thing" revealed itself to be a human under the costume. that is...
the...pet competition episode. that is...light years away. he hasn't even
met takasugi yet. not even sa-chan. my excitement died down in an instant.
he then proceeded to say he watched it only because he wanted to find out
more about samurais. and i told him: this show is not at all about samurais.
and he said: no it isn't. not at all. haha -__-;
i miss my korean friend who at least watched to episode 50.
11.24pm
261111
i love japan and it's politeness and efficiency! a week ago i went online
to buy screentone. because i am going to descend into screentone hell
again this coming january and my previous useful tones have been used up
in previous screentone hell. all the useful ones anyway. all the useless
shoujo ones that people give me remain intact in full sheets i don't know
what to do with them. so chip, if you are contemplating entering shoujo
manga competitions, please tell me, i'll send them all to you. back to
buying screentone. i went to deleter's website because stupid i-c screen
doesn't ship outside of japan and bought like 2 types of screen tone.
then the confirmation email came to tell me i can now track my parcel
on the japan post office website. so i proceeded to do that and then
the website comes and tell me no parcel matched the tracking id provided.
okay. that is alright. but just to confirm, i sent an email to ms. ichinose
who is the person from deleter who sent me the tracking id. and being
so used to french service, i totally expected her to reply me 3 days later
or something. i sent it in the afternoon and by the next day morning,
she has replied me. and her email IS SO POLITE. she kept apologizing
and saying that maybe it's because the day before was a holiday in japan that's
why they didn't upload the status yet. and she said she will check with the
post office again and get back to me. and apologized again for making me
worried (which i totally was not. if i were worried over something like
that i would have gone insane from the admin procedures i have to deal
with in france). yesterday she just sent me an email to say that she has
helped me check the status and that it is up on the website already.
and she apologised again. i was so touched. NEVER HAS SOMEONE APOLOGISED
TO ME FOR CAUSING ME INCONVENIENCE. in lv-land, everyone is like huh, inconvenient to you?
deal with it, everyone is facing the same inconvenience. and everyone
shows the i-am-not-working-for-you-i-am-working-for-myself attitude.
which i understand, and i don't disapprove of. but i feel SO TOUCHED
when a service personnel does his/her job all the way to the end. IT HAS
BEEN SO LONG SINCE I HAVE RECEIVED SERVICE LIKE THAT. japan, i really
like you. even though some people may think you guys are too restrained
and how that is not healthy and think that you are very picky and anal
about small things like social conduct and customs and rituals. i think
people who think that are full of bullshit. as expected of the land which
gave birth to the samurai, they really hold to the code of bushido and
the 礼 of it. i really respect you for it, 武士之国!
8.36pm
181111
"this post is turning into an otaku post. oh my. i better stop it soon
else i turn into one of those freaky gals from my ex-class ("CHINA CHINA. I LIKE
CHINA AND *insert country name*" or "light light! mello and and near 4eva!")
" said the me 2 years ago.
"i want to marry takasugi." says the me now.
oh how time flies. i am just two steps away from turning into those
people i was complaining about then. fanfics and bl. i hope i am never
bored enough to go and check these 2 aspects out.
8.58pm
161111
there has been so many times where i was feeling very down ever since
i came here. whether it is due to loneliness or dissatisfaction with
myself. and everytime i would think to myself, if only i could explode
to somebody and had my dear friends around to cheer me up or at least
just be around. but when i get home,i get caught up in eyeshield reading.
and then i forget what it was that i was so upset about and am too lazy
to actually try to remember. i don't know what is this lousy slacking
attitude of mine.
and i finished eyeshield. the ending, wasn't great. but it wasn't that
lousy either. at least it was properly finished. and well, it doesn't matter
if in the end the deimon founders 3 went to different universities (saikyoudai
is a bloody BUG team) or if seina didn't join nfl. it was still an okay
ending. everything was tied up properly. (except hiruma's father. the mystery
shadow person. even more mysterious than the mystery shadow killer in kindaichi)
my favourite character is always sena. even though in the america vs japan
match he didn't do anything. even though he is a little wimp. he is still
no pushover. and sena became, such a handsome dude in the panel of the last
chapter! even though we all agree that enma university is more or less
screwed because of their terribly fail team (with only idiots except unsui who
anyway isn't that smart either), it is still the team i will root for because
it has SENA! and KURITA! omg. i like kurita too. number three favourite.
i think my favourite line in the whole series has to be from sakuraba,
when he was talking to sena on the hotel balcony. where he was asking
the question that i'm sure we all ask ourselves. how can an average guy
rival a genius of effort? what should an average man from birth do...?!
and then he said the answer to this question will only be seen by "a man
that kept struggling until the end". this line, made me feel so touched.
and makes me not want to commit suicide (more things from stopping my
suicidal thoughts other than lack of guts and fear of pain). too bad sakuraba lost
his wimpy appeal after he cut his hair and became a man. oh and also
second favourite line, coming from demon quarterback hiruma:
enough of the stinky pre-cum.
and he said that to mohawk man musashi. it was a very horrifying and
shocking moment. i do not understand how musashi was not horrified by it.
i notice how both
my favourite lines and favourite panels don't even feature sena. well,
thank you eyeshield for being so motivating. i don't regret having read you
even though you were a little draggy at the end and focused too much on
stupid characters like takami, yamato and hawk taka and also the most
irritating of the lot it-is-sad mr don.
10.57pm
141111
this is my favourite panel in eyeshield21:
when mizumachi says he likes high places and being at the top. it is not
exactly a touching panel. but it is such an amazing panel. seeing the
night scene from so high up and saying things that reveal a character's
ambition and zeal for sport. i love this panel so much. as much as this
one:
where sena shows his love for american football and his keep-on-trying
spirit.
and this one is the most sad panel:
T________________T
sports manga always have the most memorable panels. just look at slamdunk.
look at sakuragi's "i love it very much. this time i'm not lying.":
or mitsui's "i want to play basketball":
or that hi-five between the 2 biggest kids of shohoku at the end:
all these panels make me feel like running outside to play sports. and i am
a little sad i am born without any 运动细胞 and the only sports i can do
are sports that test my endurance, like jogging. that is all. i wonder
what life would be like if i could play once in a sports game in a team,
wearing a uniform (not including those inter-class or within school games
because those are only for fun and don't have big things like school pride
at stake and love for the sport and determination to win.) i wonder if
everyone who played sports in dhs was as hotblooded as this. and did they
love the sport as much as sena or sakuragi, did they have ambitions as big
as akagi or hiruma or was the sport always part of their life like rukawa
or kurita. i would be so disappointed if everyone of them though: this is
just a cca that makes me popular.
8.22pm
021111
this blogskin. is to show my love for dear boyband super junior.
i was planning to start on my new story idea today. and guess what?
i got distracted by eyeshield 21. AGAIN. i spent my whole free afternoon
(earned from cancelled classes) reading deimon devil bats VS shinryuuji
nagas. the only way i can describe this manga is a 害人不浅的东西. i remember
when chip was whining to me about how she read it until 3 am the day before
our hike at lamma island, i scoffed. just how good was it that she can
read it up to 3 am? and at that time, i was a little skeptical with regards
to miss chip's recommendations. because just prior to that day, she was
going on about how 好想告诉你 is such a refreshing story with refreshing
characters and 纯纯的爱. and for that series, i gave up after 4 pages. i think
i never would have started on eyeshield if not for dear typhoon 8 which made
me stick around hongkong airport for a longer period of time than expected.
and then, from the panel with sena's trembling legs while telling hiruma
he wanted to win against shin, i couldn't stop. i am addicted to this series.
freaking addicted. everyday i must get my daily dosage of it. if not i will
die. i must see how sena perform his devil bat ghost. i must see how monta
screams about catching the ball. i must see how kurita shouts funuraba. i must
see komusubi and his power-go talk. i must see the HUH-HUH brothers
and their HUH HUH?!! i must see hiruma and his firing of guns on the field.
i must see agon calling everybody trash. i must see them if not i will feel sad
and this mangaka's style. i officially name it my favourite style. he
has overtaken oda's style in my heart. (although oda still remains my
most hated mangaka) WHY! WHY IS THIS SERIES SO WELL-DRAWN!
you will also never guess what it is about. eyeshield 21, is, about,
bloody, AMERICAN FOOTBALL ok. AMERICAN FOOTBALL!!! a sport i have
absolutely no interest in. if you're talking about basketball, soccer,
volleyball, badminton, baseball/softball, swimming or even floorball or
tennis, i actually have an interest of at least more than 0% in all of them.
but american football is...no. the only time i come across it is from
movies about teenage bitching in high school where all the bullies come from
the football team. i don't even know the rules of the game. but eyeshield
21 is just too captivating. all the characters are so lively and intriguing!
and this manga is about guess what, my favourite theme: normal people
who work hard to catch up to the extrordinary. (on a side note, my
other favourite theme is darkness and despair of the worst kind) team spirit
is of course important, but i think team spirit is actually shown better
in one piece. eyeshield really makes me feel that even someone like me
can achieve great things if i try (which i am not doing).
as someone with main-character-syndrome, my favourite is of course dear
trembling legs sena. followed by there-should-be-22-of-me-agon.
look at his face. he is calling you trash. oh agon. you make me smile.
i was actually planning on a whiny, emotional, complainy and depressive
post. but i got too carried away talking about dear eyeshield that i
completely lost the drive to be depressive. it probably had something
to do about how i am always being dealt with the hard card in life. but
that will be a story for another day. one where i'm not actually too
distracted by eyeshield.
hiruma says "YA-HA!"
more agon! who has god-speed-impulse that can CRUSH you. and unsui who has to
deal with the crap his brother pulls all the time since birth.