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CONVINCT'S DATA NAME: Pixie Bell AGE: Nineteen HEIGHT: 4'11 NATIONALITY: Brazil PROFESSION: Student MAJOR: Japanese ADDRESS: Boston ACCUSED OF:
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Saturday, August 11, 2001
Take your time to read this. It's worth it. I hope to someday be able to write so well. If, however, you're not in an introspective mood, Tin-san has a treat for you. Oh, dear. *smothering with giggles* Oh my very precious dear. This is how I like ccs. Just plaing WRONG. XD
On another tangent (actually, it's not too far off, it's his page that provided the pictures), anybody who wants to practice their Portuguese, head over to Dhann's blog. *squints* Damn, for someone who claims to be fluent in their native language, I sure don't read well. >_>
That does not stop the Berserk song 'Forces' from being awsome. [And just received confirmation that, yes, I lost my job. ;_;]
Friday, August 10, 2001
I'm surprised at how upset I am about it. While it was good for me, and I'm glad I did it, it was often annoying. I disliked spending five hours of a Saturday night getting films and books for people, or having to run from the library to my next class because I only had a five minute interval between my class and my shift. I originally started working at the library reserves/technology center for experience (it was first job), for a bit of extra money, and to learn more about computers. I was there for a single semester. In other words, I didn't need to do it. It was purely for myself. Next semester I'll be taking five courses, plus one (or two) gym requirements, AND I'll be preparing for my year abroad in Japan. So I didn't have the extra time. Well, actually, I'm sure I could have done it all, but I don't see the need to give myself extra stress. Plus, I'm meant to concentrate on my studies. So I quit my job. I'll miss it. I was so proud of myself.
Now to answer the less-er entertaining emails. >_> I'd blog more, but.... *tired* I've already spent the whole day writing!
I want to marry Mr. Rochester. ;_;
Thursday, August 09, 2001
In other observations, Janaki-san is a lean-mean writing machine. o_O;;;
Again I am inspired to write [the computer virus made me irritated]. Unfortunately, I'm inspired to write a completely different section of the story, leaving the first part 85% unfinished. Oh well, I can get back to that later. I'll write where my whims demandit. XP Also, I'm being tempted by Evil thoughts. I'm being tempted-- hah, tempted! I'm writing it already!-- to do what I swore I wouldn't before. >_> Damn me.
On characters changing sex.... Subaru could work as a woman, but then I would like him (her) anymore. Seishirou would make a sekkushi woman-- mystical and freaky and all powerful. I'd totally go for her. Raar. Female Fuuma doesn't work. It just doesn't. Neither does Sydney. My god, if any doujinshi ever sticks a pair of books on Sydney or a fanfic writer makes him pregnant (!), they'll hear my wrath. They will. Preferably after I've chopped off their heads. Suu is a lot like Subaru when I think about it-- I bet if there hadn't been a Hokuto to give him more heart, he would have ended up like her. Suu would work as a male. In fact, it's sorta disturbing how much the ideal appeals to me. But then that'd mess up the delicate balance of friendship/hero worship/attraction she has going with Oruha. Make Suu male, and then suddenly all the subtlety would be removed, and the romance would wack you harder than a floppy fish corpse. Yucky. To remedy that, you could make Oruha male, but then Oruha would be the biggest Drag Queen you've ever seen. And while I love drag queens, but somehow I don't think Kazuhiko would be attracted to one. The main problem with this game of changing genders is that it destroys delicate relationship balances. o___O;;;
As for the Technomancy shirt-- dude. Why not get one of Pokey, our favorite penguin? ^_~ Kate-chan! :D [I swear I'll write you a reply and critique before the End of the World arrives, but I have a headache. x_X Plus I'm lazy] Isn't the Princess Bride a dear? I love that book to pieces. He uses more parethenses than I do! That takes talent, it truly does. As for Michael Crighton-- I've read a few of his books, but not that one. He's a failure as a writer, but I enjoy his science fiction. Or at least the ideas he bases his books on. But be careful-- he's probably xenophobic towards Japanese. x_X (if you want evidence, ask for it). I know enough Spanish to pick up a phrase here and there. Plus, I'm fluent in Portuguese, which is Spanish with an accent. So no need for translations. It's December 09. Don't worry, I'm a birthday slut, so I'll announce it several times before the day arrives. ^_~ $50. Wow. What a sweet guy. And you've never seen him before? About the boots-- are you sure you're not my future roomate g-chan? If you're not, give me the address of the stores. G-chan would be thrilled. *grin* One last note-- *puurs* Raaar.
The point of this? Yeah, I'm using 'whore' but that's because it's a strong word that still makes me laugh. It's frumpy! Plus I've used it mostly in refrence to Clamp so that I can call them Capitalistic Whores. And it's true.
(In a month's time, I swear I won't be so desperate for blogging. I'll be back in college and busy again. With life and work.)
Wednesday, August 08, 2001
And "janaki, proud rocker of Pikkushii beeru's world! XD" sounds wrong. I'm not sure why. It's like there's an innuendo hiding in there, but won't admit it. Instead it keeps making faces to taunt me. >_< Damn innuendos, I read you when you're not there, and I can't grasp you when you are. I'll admit to liking 'pikkushi beeru.' Yeah, I was the one that came up with it, but here: anybody who wishes to call me that is welcome to do so. ^_~
Unrelated to Chinese (but associated with the Japanese University I'll be exchanging with next year), I went for a medical check-up today. The doctor was sweet-- since I did most of the testing last year (x-ray, tuberculosis test, urine test, etc) she let me get away without having to do it all again. ^_^ It's was the other doctor there that pissed me off. :P We never make appointments with him anymore because he gropes us. Not in the normal sense-- you know, a handshake that lasts for too long, a pat on the back-- no, serious groping. Like, hugging, arm squeezing, and head rubbing. Which is damn scandalous for a Muslim country. He's technically not even supposed to shake our hands. Just because we're Westerners doesn't mean we're whores! :P So while waiting for my appointment, he sees us in the hall. Hello, how nice to see you, how are you, etc. He shakes my hand (with both of his) and wrist tightly, and I'm sure he would have done a lot more if he had the choice. But in the five years that I've known him, I've developed a lot more confidence. I yanked my hand out of his. He became embarrassed, and tried to say something like, "Are you warm?" Well, duh, I thought, I'm not a corpse! Turns out that I was a bit warmer, because I had just taken a bath. Okay, one point for you-- you're not a dumbass-- but you're still a pervert. >_< Lest the reader think that I hate all the men here, I'll list a couple that I really liked to balance things out. One was the librarian in my high school, aka Librarian Dude (based on the song 'Liberian Girl' by Michael Jackson). He was a sweet guy in a dorky way, always smiling and friendly. I liked him a lot more than I did most of my school. He left, however, because the other kids were all brats. >_> The other was my orthodontist. As an orthondotist and dentist he sucked (I should know, I suffered for it), but I was still fond of him. Again, very sweet, and he respected me as a human being (which is more than I can ask of most people here). Unfortunately, he's dead now. He opened the door one day to his house and was shot. He wasn't meant to be killed-- the shooters had the wrong address. o_O
After having read Perferct Works, I know that the Xenogears production team loves females, but they still need male characters. Kos-Mos, your silicon implants have seriously fucked up the rest of your body. Please consider having them removed. Aside from that, your character design is cute yet spooky, and very much Xenogears-y. I think you're the character I may fall in love with in this game. Then again, maybe not. You need better underwear than that. Meanwhile, Shion resembles those freaky Russian dolls I hated so much. The ones where if you tilted the doll back, the eyes would close. And those in-human eyelashes! *shudders* Never liked those dolls. I think Shion will be low on the love list. Unless everybody in the game suffers from dry eyeballs. o_O In which case I suffer. GYARGH! Elly look-a-like! Elly look-a-like! Somebody get her AWAY from me! x_X Wait.... or IS that Elly? o_O Knew I should have stayed away from the screenshots. But I love Xenogears, I want more. ;_; Give me Xenosaga now, I don't care how crappy a game it looks like it's turning out to be! *throws tantrum* Okay, let's list the things wrong with this picture. One, is the red-haired thing (named Jr.) male or female? Second, white haired man should look sekkushi creepy. He looks pixelated dumb creepy. Bad. Third, red-haird-thing doesn't look as though s/he's the victim of a loli-con man. S/he looks like s/he's being offered a vat of ice cream but is too dumb to know what ice cream is. Momo-chan kawaii! *heart* But, uh, sweety, you're too young to be flashing me your thighs. And here you look like one of those Japanese anime soft-porn computer game characters. But this is what scares me most of all: this was used as an advertisement to recruit people to work on the game. o____O;;;
Tuesday, August 07, 2001
I'm pissed off because now otousan won't use the computer to write, which is a CRIME, because it's one of the few pleasures he has left here. All because of okaasan's nagging. Gyargh!
And I'd also like to call Yue-san a pouty bastard because he's NOT being a good team member. Co-operate, damnit, you're nothing but a fictional character! You should be dancing at my command. *blinks* Hey, that's another Chinese word I know. Yue. Is it Mandarin, Cantonese, or some other language?
I am, however, disturbed by their ventures into shounen ("what do you MEAN, you'll be writing only heterosexual couples from now on?! YOU hooked me onto yaoi, so feed my demands! Do you want me to pay you or not?!"). I still have faith in Chobbits, but all hope for Angelic Layer is gone. It's such a... boring series. Boring characters, boring art, boring story. I'd rather read Angel Sanctuary. Because while I can't understand what the hell is going on, I can still drool at the drawings. I shall now silence myself.
Remember how I said I gave up Otakon so that I could try to get something else? This is it: I-onee-chan and I are going to China! :D XD ^_______________^ Beijing specifically, for four days. Why four days? Because my dad thought we'd get bored. o_O;;;
neechan: C'mon, what could there possibly be to do in a place like that? Lots of museums, more temples than you could count, Chinese culture up the wazoo... bell: One time he made us spend a *month* in a beach house! neechan: In the WINTER. bell: With nothing to do but watch Brazilian soap operas. neechan: And catch colds. bell: And eat bag after bag of peanuts. neechan: I didn't. That was you. bell: Shut up. neechan: But, bell, Beijing! bell: *nikoniko* neechan: ^__________^ bell: But, really, bored! neechan: I know. x_X
We're very excited. *bounces* Extremely so. Does anybody have any suggestions? Places to go to, what phrases I should know, where to get anime merchandise? ;)
This entry is aimed mostly towards kate-chan, who's kakkoi enough to blog. ^_~ That's awsome about Japan. *beams* You'll enjoy yourself a whole bunch, I know. Nagoya loves foreigners. Take lots of pictures, and write a lot! Suggestions: go to Nara (oldest capital of Japan! lotsa cool stuff, including deer), take a photo in one of those photo-booths, get lost in the mighty Nagoya subway system (^_~ the main station has a MAZE of stores), watch the X tv series (is there any hope that you could record it for me? x_X), museums, and walk around. A lot. Hotmail shouldn't be a problem, I had an account while there, and used it daily. 33 days, though? Thought you were leaving the 10th of this month? I am, as always, confused. You're a friend. You can call me whatever the hell you want. I shall ask you to refrain from calling me 'monkey brain stew,' but aside from that the sky is the limits. I'm just wondering why strangers, instead of looking at my signature, look at my email address for my name. And please, please, please don't confuse Consulates with Embassies [sp?]. An embassy will be only in the capital of the country-- in your case, Washington D.C. An embassy deals with international matters and individuals (ie, giving out visas). A consulate deals only with the individuals. I would have never guessed that Alabama would have a Japanese Consulate, but I'm wrong at times. ^_~ But I can tell you with full certainty that Japan does not have an embassy there. And no, I don't expect most humans to know this. [actually, I'm blanking out on the precise definition of a consulate. it's a lot more specific than 'dealing with individuals.' But it's 1:40am. I have an excuse. *grin*] Can't find the email, kate-san? x_X Can't remember most of it, but I'll try to piece together the bits I wanted to remark on. Damn me and my empty mail-box policy! Share with us, okay? *niko* Share your creations! :D Even if you don't feel like scanning it all in (it sounds long x_X), a bit will satisfy the ravenous curiosity. ....Some might say I should have written kate-chan an email instead of blogging. I say screw you. ^_^
(I think there is something slightly wrong with me. I'm not sure what.)
Monday, August 06, 2001
I remember how much Te-chan and I loved the Akio car ("forget 'aaaar,'" we said, "'from now on it's caaaaaar!"), and how G-chan gacked every time Touga and/or Akio showed up on screen. Te-chan, natch, drooled at any bit of Touga. Meanwhile, I chuckled silently at all the yaoi bits. And cheered at Utena/Anthy. Still can't make head or tail of the ending. I have two theories, both of which are complete opposites. One fits my happy-everything-is-good-with-the-world frame of mind, and the other is the where's-the-revolution-you-fuckers? version. I want to believe the first version. Certain artbook pictures and the movie itself supports that, but somehow, I don't think it's so simple.
I'm so addicted to Photoshop it's not even funny. :P
Buuuuuuu. :P What made this experience even worse was that because I am an Unmarried, Adolescent FEMALE I could not be talked to. When I asked questions, all I got were mumbles. When my mother asked, she got full answers. GYAAARGH! I have NOTHING against Islam, I appreciate different cultures, but I cannot STAND sexism. Not even that-- opression. And I don't even get the worst of it. >_< THIS is why I don't go outside. Women are pond-scum here. Oh, and here's an amusing tidbit: while there was at least one other person with me in room (my sister or my mother), when I asked him a question he didn't know more than two words (*mumble* and *mutter*). But when I was with him alone in the room, he starts asking me personal questions. o_O Nothing rude or scandalous, but hey, if you wanted to make small talk, why do it only when I'm alone? FUCKER.
But you know what spurs me to shave my head every month and a half? Greasy hair. :P Can't STAND greasy hair. When my hair is longer than an inch and half, it gets greasy in less than 24 hours. Which drives me insane. Which then causes me to pick up my bike and go to the closest hair salon. But I won't have to do that anymore. *beam* I-onee-chan has gone bonkers and decided to grow her hair out. So she's giving me her buzzer set. Yeah, baby! ^____________^
Mostly, I want my 'puter back. :P
In other words, highly amusing. ^_~
I'm boooooooooooored. C'mon, somebody-anybody, blog! :P
Sunday, August 05, 2001
I really dislike TxY fanfics. It's odd, because that's my first yaoi couple. Before Clamp, yaoi was a total squick. "Eeeeeew! Boys! Kissing! No way! Give me Heterosexual Luvin', any day!" Well, Clamp (and raira-chan) led me down the path that made me the drooling f4ngirl I am today. TxY was the first couple I could believe to being rabu-rabu behind the scenes (and trust me, they had to convince me first), even before they were sorta officially announced a couple. They made me smile ^_______^ at the friendly bits and swoon at the drama in the later half of the series. (Touya: "Ore wa... omae ga..." Bell: *squeal*) And yet, I can't stand TxY fanfics. Because they're INFECTED with SUGAR. And HONEY. And laced with cuddles and hugs and "i wuv you"s and "i wuv u more!" They wuuuuv each other sooo much, such a perfect match, they live happily forever in each other arms. There is no conflict. Anybody who knows me knows I need conflict in my fiction. I need angst, suffering and problems [without becoming exagerated]. Or humor. Humor amuses me. Thus the crutch of the problem. For whatever reason, TxY fanwork is almost entirely fluff and waff. Which is so goddamned boring I wish to bang my head against the wall while reading it. So that someone suffers. Even if it has to be me. Any attempt at angst in the field usually irritates me, because I can see where it's leading-- "I WUUUUUV U!" All TxY endings=waff. Bleeeeaaaaargh. Eternal Monogamy. Please don't make me Sick. :P [on another subject, to kate-chan: would you still think I'm cool if I told you that I lost the email you sent me? -_- The one derived from commentary on my fics, and now discussing past kokoro problems. Could you re-send it to me? I had lots to say. *_* Also, I wouldn't classify the layout picture are yaoi. ^_~ The one in white and with a gun is a Lady (bitch power trip, YEAH!), and the Blindfolded one is a Man. So it's hetero. ^_~ But it's definitely aimed at shoujo fans.]
When it works, that is. *niko* As the title implies, the layout is a Bitch, and acts however it wants to. Meaning, it spazzes every once in a while. For no good reason. Still. What a beautiful picture. An Angel with a Gun. One of my all-time favorites. I love Yuki Kaori. ^____________^
Simply put, WTF? Clamp sold out a *long* time ago. First of all, Satsuki's has always been large (except for her character file, where she's several years younger). Check out volume 13, her breasts are as large as her head. So the color picture, while surprising, wasn't shocking. Second of all, have you been paying *attention* to the sort of series Clamp has been releasing as of late? Chobbits, anyone? Don't the words 'fan service' strike a bell to *anybody*? Chii walks around naked half the time, often with her ass in the air. And don't get me started on the robots dressed as sexy dominatrix whores that the little rich brat owns. And what's more, what about all that female fan-service? How is having Fuuma molest Kamui any better than Satsuki with Boobs? And all those Angsty Bloody Bondage pictures Subaru suffers through, is that any better? I'd say it's just as harmful. Objectification to both sexes. Nobody seems to react to the Kanoe pictures as badly. What about the one where she's all in blue, and her arms turn into wings? She's got decent-sized knockers there, and those take up a good fourth of the page. I don't hear anybody complaining about that. What's more, it's one of my favorite Clamp colored pictures. It's gorgeous. *_* Breasts don't automatically degenerate art into trash. Hell, I have a set of my own. Does that make me a tramp? Clamp knows what their audiences want, and they Deliver. If you try to tell me that the Clamp ladies are Honest and True to their work and don't care at ALL about being famous and making lotsa money, I laugh at you. And then I kindly direct you towards Cardcaptor Sakura and Angelic Layer as evidence of their Capitalistic ways. Try to convince me of their integrity after that.
Suze-san, if you do read this, you asked for emails from your readers. When I can think without the threat of falling asleep on my keyboard, I shall abide to your commands. To my other readers: that last entry? I mean it. :P Just wish I could back my theories up better. >_< |
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