Blaargh, I'm really cold. Which is bad, since I know for a fact that it's not really cold. D: Y hallo that pneumonia?

At any rate, Takayama and Shirokawa were amazing and beautiful, so I'll try to get some pictures up soonish, although I don't think they came out so well this time. :/

Still sick, getting worse, although I don't really want to say that. Still no more sore throat, just... fuzzy and not able to see/think straight right now, and no vision probably means worse regardless of sore throat or not. But, I care more about throat pain when it comes to being sick. That and my nose being sore, which is definitely is, which is a bitch.

Lied to my host mother and said I'd eaten dinner already since I don't feel like bothering with it. Didn't really sleep last night, so I guess I ought to get on that soonish, particularly since there's that test tomorrow in Japanese. But there's always a test in Japanese, so I find it hard to care.

Van made me this really amazing piece of origami on the bus. It's like a flower stand type thing, with four cranes attached to it. I can't for the life of my figure out how it could possible be one piece of paper, but it is, and it's beautiful.

We also decided that Ali is my crazy aunt, and Bryan is her hikkikomori son, and Satoshi is my dad and therefore her brother. Makes me really want to start calling him Otousan.

He also got in trouble at the jinya. Again. He gets yelled at so many times everywhere we go, it's kind of amazing. I love him so much for it. All the foreign college students know not to walk off the path and onto the tatami in Ninja-dera, but Satoshi just wanders off and gets yelled at by the tour guide... This time he started messing with this really old teapot that was on display at the jinya and a tour guide actually left his tour group to get mad at him. >>; ... Then later he started taking pictures in the no picture area. XD;

So yes, tired, can't see what I'm typing very well, time to go throw myself down the stairs again to turn off the internet then go to sleep, woohoo.

Twilight trailer is here and it's AWESOME.

( Vampires and baseball and apples, OH MY! )

Когда через несколько недель история невинно убиенной злыми инородцами русской девочки Кати Бешановой благополучной забудется, и Русскому Сопротивлению понадобится новый символ борьбы, то хотелось бы видеть в этой роли кого-то более привлекательного и внушающего симпатию. Даже если допустить, что она и вправду завершила свой земной путь при трагических обстоятельствах, то орды планктона, проливающего крокодиловы слёзы по малолетней гопнице (в свои пятнадцать лет, покойница, что греха таить, была редкостной потаскухой) - это выглядит, мягко говоря, отталкивающе. Оно то, конечно, всякое убийство - зло, да вот только можно найти несоизмеримо боле заслуживающие сочувствия жертвы.

Она мечтала о грядущей
По-детски трепетной весне,
Об алых розах, вдаль влекущих
В любовном яростном огне.

Прекрасна телом и душою,
Славянка, будущая мать.
Сияла Русскою красою
Её нордическая стать...
Тупое быдло, называющее себя патриотами, приводит меня в отчаяние!

Note: I promise that this will be my final post about "her". I've actually lost some friends due to these series of posts.
I'm used to it. It happens all the time. Everybody distances their selves from me once I tell them about "her".
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I gave up on trying to pry into her myspace for information, so I decided to use my impeccable logical deductive skills to figure out where Queen lives.
It only took I three guesses as well. I first assumed San Diego. Wrong, Than I went with Los Angeles, also wrong.
I thought to myself that Queen is most definitely living in Southern California, because you just don't see women like her living in North California.
So I then told myself "Don't tell me she's living in Hollywood. Anything but Holl- AH SHIT! She's in Hollywood!"
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Since she's rich this means that she most likely lives in the rich gated communities that are inaccessible to peasants such as myself.
Not only that she's living in the gang capital of America now. (In fact most of the fuckas I had beef with in Vegas came from L.A.)

I mean come on. What kind of fucked up joke is this? Nothing has changed at all. This is just like when we were kids. She's still living in a crime infested shit hole.
West Hollywood North Hollywood Is West Hollywood? North Hollywood battle
West Hollywood's property crime levels tend to be higher than California's average level. The same data shows violent crime levels in West Hollywood tend to be much higher than California's average level.

Vegas may have had a lot of mobster ties, but I pretty much see Vegas as a networking ground. It's just a place that merely has a lot of influence due to stragglers that came in from L.A. The only reason Vegas has a lot of gang activity is because of L.A.
Now we all know about L.A.'s reputation, but I'm betting that y'all are laughing at me making a big deal about a girl who moved to Hollywood.

It took a day for I to think about my next course of action, and well....
I'm giving up on her. It's not that I'm a pussy. I just know that this is a fight that I can't win.
I've gotten this far in life without "protection" from a gang, or family. I even stood on my own without joining one as well.
Even more impressive is that I can handle my shit while being un armed.
However, one thing that I don't do is fuck with the rich Rupert Murdoch like mafioso types.
Boondocks ain't playing around when they satire the belief that rich White folks can get away with whatever they want.
The reason for this is because some of them own the media, & pr.
I have no idea who Queen is with now, but I might end up getting into shit with some White corrupt ceo type. I have no experience handling mothafuckas like them, and quite frankly. There's nothing that I can do. I have to accept that she's inaccessible.

Even without the rich White threat there's also the Armenians, Russians, the Chinese, & the Mexicans that I could unintentionally f with.
Queen is both beautiful, & rich so that right there is two 3rds of what every man wants. (The 3rd is power.)
I can't just waltz in as an unknown, and sweep her off her feet as I did 10 years ago. Back then I was protected under the grounds that most schools are considered neutral territory. I wouldn't have that luxury as an adult. The moment I meet her in person could possibly mark me as a dead man for life.
I'd always say I'd die for her, but I kinda meant that more as in dying for her while I'm with her. Not dying while I'm trying to win her back.

I guess I'm a pussy. I don't know. I ended up doing the last thing that I didn't want to do and that is contacting Queen, and adding her as a friend. (She's not going to respond. She doesn't use her myspace.)
( So I tell it to her straight up... )_______________________

Time to move on Dickhead!
It's not exactly the end that I wanted, but that's the way it is. Life's a bitch.
It's either that or have my entire family killed off, because I wanted to see some bitch so badly.
Now I'm wondering. What the fuck was the point? Why was I not allowed to forget her? If the only conclusion was for I to forget her anyway, because she's inaccessible. Due to the other major players in town who most likely already have her, and wouldn't tolerate a random nobody like me fucking everything up. This is made even worse that I did something similar 10 years ago with the same exact woman.
If I actually did try to pursue her again.
It would most definitely be linked to me, bcoz I'm practically the only oriental out there who has a habit of walking into a city randomly & then taking whatever the fuck I want.  All I want is her, but that shit ain't happening. I'm confident that I could win her back.
The main problem is everybody else who would have me killed after that.

I'm fucking pissed off, but whatever. I should've forgot about her a decade ago. Instead of clinging on to a fantasy that was actually a reality that I believed to be a fantasy, but is now just an unrealistic pipe dream.
I want her, but I can't have her. The most ironic thing of all is that she actually liked me back.
And I could still pull it off if I met her in person again. The problem is that I'll be making a lot of enemies the instant I'm caught in the same room with her.
I swear, why was I not allowed to forget about her!?
A lesser man would probably feel compelled to cry, but I have no tears to shed. I'm just fucking angry!! Yet the only person I can really blame is myself.
It's my fault that I didn't claim her when I had the chance. I went through a decade of hell without her, now it looks to be a lifetime.

Hell, for all I know. I'm not even sure if she's still alive... For fuck's sake this is why I both hate her & love her.
Why couldn't she have been normal? I'm worried sick about her, and I can't do jack shit about it. I already acted without caring about the consequences when I was in Japan. Look where that got me. I became a drop out bum, living with his parents.
Now imagine me doing something similar to my Japan situation but in a place like Hollywood.
(In Japan, I got in trouble for a lot of shit that I didn't even do. Holly,Cali could easily be ten times worse.)
I can't fuck her, can't even get a blowjob, and worst of all. I can't even hug her at least once. All I really wanted was to be with her for real this time, SHit  I can't even have that. All I have is this cute pic of her. That I'll have to whack off to, because it's the closest that I'll ever get to her LOL!
I just hope that there's another guy out there who sees her as a person, & treats her like a woman, as I do.
(Besides Ralf.) Rather than just pussy with a big butt. Everybody see's her as just pussy.
I gave up on her without a fight. I'm a fuckin' faggot. I'm not as heartless as I thought I was.
This truly is the end of an unfinished chapter in my life.
Now I'm eternally angry & furious.

Ha hah hah, and people keep trying to tell me that I "think too much" whenever I claim that I'm still paying the price for what I did to her back in 98. She actually  did act different whenever she saw me. (Including times when she's being fondeled, & grabbed by men.) She would actually stop the slutty whore shit she was doing whenever she saw me. So why am I giving up?
Can I truly claim that I'm still loyal to her? Fuck it to hell.
She turned out to be a pandora's box that I was too afraid to open, yet too attached to let go of it.

1. On Friday, finished watching Toppa Tegen Gurren Lagann, and it was awesome.
2. Saturday, finished reading Queen of Babble Gets Hitched and King of Middlemarch.
3. Just got up to watch an episode of Code Geass.
4. Last night, started reading The Last Apprentice by Joseph Delaney and Gods Behaving Badly by Marie Phillips.

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Looking forward to this coming weekend. It's my grandparent's 60th anniversary. That's a really long time to be together, and I don't want to miss the celebration.

It'll also be nice to see all this work that my parents keep talking about with the whole project of remodeling the basement.

In addition, there will of course be the routine refill of supplies when i come back out here, and I'll grab a couple things I left at home as well. Nathan/Rory were kind enough to let me borrow PSO for the gamecube, so that should be fun to have a 4 player co-op game to play.

Gotta lot of work to do this week before i get to go home though.

Japanese is a big deal. There's an oral exam that we have to take on either Monday or Tuesday. It's only 5 minutes long. I decided to take it on Tuesday so that I could study on Monday. I know most of the words, my problem is that my brain pieces things together one by one, so I'm not very fluent at all. That's gonna lose me points I know.

IST 210 is my other problem. I'm not even supposed to have that class. I've never dropped a class before but I might drop this one. All I have to do is to have a better grade than the bottom 15% of the class, and right now the outlook is not good for that. I'm almost definitely within the bottom 15% or lower. I don't have any idea what's going on in that class. I got a 46 on the exam. My only real hope left for that class is to go to office hours.

Other than that I just have to do astronomy and some extra credit thing for econ. Not as worried about either of those things at the moment.

Well it's late. I should go to bed. I definitely enjoyed this weekend, with my roommate having gone home on Wednesday night. It's so much easier to go to sleep. I gotta do my laundry tomorrow too. Hopefully I remember to look at my notes in the morning so I don't forget anything. Sometimes I feel like I have almost no memory at all for school related things.

I'll update some other time about the ECA, 'cause things have been going on with that, but I don't feel like boring you with that right now.

Note,

I can not have Tomatoes at all any more, they kick my ass far to much and make me sick.

The place we ate tonight had put them on my food when I told them I could not have it and did the thing stupid people do, they just picked them off, not remaking it. As we all know with cut tomatoes, juice from them get on everything so its as bad as if I ate them.

And who the hell puts them on a caesar salad

No Vodka, No Tomatoes, No Peppers, No Eggplant

I can eat Potatoes as long as they're cooked fully but I am still going to not go for them when I can.

It's funny I have been getting sick on these 4 things for years and did not put two and two together till that talk with Nicole. Since I have avoided the nightshades I have day to day felt so much better. I used to eat peppers all the time even though I hated them but I thought as a raw veggy they where good for me , now I know why I felt Ick after eating them.

"All the way down the line, people think it's slick to get over on somebody else because they're in a down position and they find their strength, by - by sacrificing their own lambs. But they're not sacrificing the lambs of their enemies; they're only sacrificing their own children. They're sacrificing their children for somebody else's children. My grandfather told me this; he didn't tell me exactly, but he told my grandmother and I know she never lied: she told me he told my grandmother that he was standing on a - in World War I - he was standing on a dead body. And he, and, and he, seen a Bible in this guy's pocket and he reached down and he got the Bible out of this guy's pocket. And he opened up the Bible and there was the man's picture with his wife and his two, three children, you dig? And he had a chain with a cross on it, and he looked at the Bible and he looked at the man's children and he looked at the cross, and he looked down and he seen himself. He said: wow, man, what am I doing fighting my brother? I'm over here fighting my brother and I don't even know why I'm fighting this guy. You dig? Why have we been fighting each other? Why are we divided? Why is our house all split up in little pieces? Why are we divided within ourselves? We worship the same god, we have the same books, the same words, different translations but the same principles. We live by the same codes of honour. Why in the hell are we fighting each other? Why did my grandfather kill himself? He comes back and tells my grandmother, y'know, I was fighting my brothers and I don't even know why. And they didn't know why. You want to tell me why?"

~ Charles Manson
(Prisoner #B33920)

Меня всегда привлекали интересные личности. И я с радостью познакомлюсь с интересной личностью, с удовольствием почитаю ваши записи и прочее. Если вы считаете себя интересной личностью и хотите, чтобы я стал читателем вашего журнала, то отпишитесь здесь.

Title: Speak
Author: larissafae
Fandom: Batman, Nolanverse.
Pairing: Jack/Rachel
Chapter rating: PG-13
Warnings: None.
Disclaimer: If they were mine, this wouldn't be a fanfic, now, would it?
Summary: A rehabilitated Jack Napier is brought into police custody after his wife of four years, Dr. Harleen Quinzel, falls to her death from their apartment. The only ones who seem to be on his side are Gordon and Rachel, who are haunted by the fact that 'rehabilitated' doesn't always mean 'cured'.
Notes: I've slipped a few references to other fics into "Speak," some of them serious and some (probably most) of them humourous. If you see something that sounds like I got it from a fic you wrote, I promise you that I'm poking the good kind of fun, not the bad kind.
Previous chapters:
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5
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7

( I think it's in my best interest to stay on your good side, sir. )

A while ago, I discovered that the lyrics to Gaston (song) was, in fact, a waltz. It's written almost entirely in dactyls. Observe:

No one's QUICK as GasTON, no one's SLICK as GasTON, no one's NECK is inCREdibly THICK as GasTON!

Or:
No one's GOT a swell CLEFT in his CHIN like GasTON!

If you listen to the actual song, you can hear it - there's three or four main beats a line that's emphasized by LeFou. This has the effect of creating a nice waltz-y typed tune to go with the song.

But wait! There's more! The song Be Our Guest's lyrics also matches the tune. It's vaguely a waltz, but then it alternates sounds at the end of the lines. Observe:

Be our GUEST, be our GUEST
Put our SERvice to the TEST
Tie a NAPkin round your NECK cheri, and WE provide the rest

Or Mrs Pott's lines:
It's a GUEST, it's a GUEST!
Sakes ALIve, well I'll be BLEssed!
Wine's been POURed and THANK the LORD I've had the NAPkins FRESHly PRESSed

It makes me wonder if Aladdin and the other lyrics are like this too. Tim Rice, btw, wrote these lyrics; he did it for some of PotO as well. You could probably find interesting correlations there too.

When I was a kid, I never really liked Hunchback. I didn't know why, but I do now - I didn't get it. There were just too many things that didn't make sense to my childish mind. Who was the good guy? Why didn't Quasimodo have a happy ending? Why is Clopin (the gypsy leader, the narrator) such an ass?

But I watched it again last night, and now I get it. It's a brilliant movie. But it's so dark, so twisted, so completely unchildish that it's amazing that DISNEY, of all people, managed to publish it. It's just so...not suitable for kids. Surely, there were child scenes sprinkled in throughout, most notably the gargoyles. However, in its bones it's an adult movie. The heroine even pole dances. The gargoyles, too, are interesting. Whenever they come alive, they represent a change in pace to humour, but it's so striking how fast the mood changes as they disappear. For example, take the opening scene, where Quasi is chatting with them and Frollo strides up the stairs. Bam - immediate mood change to tension. Or in their song when they convince Quasi that Esmeralda does like him - but then Esme steps into the scene, and then snogs with Phoebus, and suddenly, the scene changes to sadness again. It's impressive how the director managed to seperate the gargoyles so well. It's also notable that they don't actually do anything that significantly alter the plot/relation/anything, which gives rise to the idea that they're all just part of Quasi's imagination. Which would actually make a lot of sense. Because, as Frollo said - "Can stone talk?"

To get some idea of how evil the movie is, look at the scene where Quasi is being tied down and people throw stuff at him. When I was a kid, I just felt sorry for him. But now that I look at it again, it chills me. It's shows you just how cruel the world is. People can adorn you for one second, then at the next, tie you down and throw tomatoes at you, and laugh at you as you bleed and struggle just because you're different, and just because some other people started it first. It's real, and it happens. And people like Esmeralda, people who have the courage to come up to help you, are so rare.

That part at the end of the scene where Quasi runs into the Notre Dame, and he closes the door, and the "camera" lingers for a second on his face as he pushes it shut - and a tear drips down his eyes - that part is powerful.

I used to be quite confused as to who the good guys in the movie is supposed to be. Obviously, Frollo and the guards are bad guys. So does that mean that the gypsies, who they are trying to root out, are good guys? The first half of this movie suggests this. We see Esmeralda, we see Clopin being funny, and we see nice gypsy folks minding their own business and getting unfairly persecuted. So we feel bad for them, and start thinking they're the good guys.

But then everything changes when Quasi and Phoebus go into the Court of Miracles. They're captured immediately, and the gypsies start singing - about how they're liars and curpurses. "Where the lame can walk, and the blind can see." It's a far departure from Aladdin 3, for example - when Aladdin goes to his dad's cave of thieves, they boast about such villiany as "Never have to brush your teeth!". Clopin, the funnyguy who seemed like a nice dude, captures Quasi and Phoebus and just about hangs them. Are they really they good guys? They're not. They're a bunch of curpurses and thieves, just as Frollo said. Does this mean that Frollo is, in fact, quite justified to hunt them out and kill them?

The only good characters in this movie are really the three central characters, and the minor character the Archdeacon. No particular faction are really good (although, at the end, the Crowd, as represented by the little girl, seems to accept Quasi. But this doesn't mean they're good guys, this just means they are, as they have been throughout the movie, controlled by mob psychology).

http://nz.youtube.com/watch?v=qwnh-sxaBwk
I used to think that The Lion King had the best introduction ever. You know, the one with the Circle of Life song - "It's the circle - of liiiiiiiifeeee! And it rules us all!" and the brilliant sunset, and baby Simba being held up to the rising sun, and then - DOOM. TITLE TEXT. But then I watched Hunchback last night - and wow, the Introduction is just brilliant. Stuff actually happens (unlike Lion King, where basically a bunch of animals just walk towards Pride Rock). It's actually high drama stuff - the arrow flying into the staff, the lightning bolt, "Judge Claude Frollo!", the chase, the snow in front of the Notre Dame. And the moment when Frollo takes the baby, and he looks at the well - that part is so incredibly tense, and incredibly well executed. I ended up watching that intro three or four times, in different languages, and I enjoyed it every time.

And now, the villian. I've saved the best till last. It's no secret that I'm a fan of Disney villians with their classically cliched villian laugh, their sidekicks, and their Evil Songs. Seriously, who could forget Jafar ("So Ali, turns out to be, merely Aladdin..."), Ursula ("Poor, unfortunate souls!"), Scar ("An injustice deliciously squared! Be prepared!"), and Gaston ("No one's got a swell cleft in his chin like Gaston!")?

But one thing sets Judge Claude Frollo apart from all the other villians. Frollo is evil; this is not unique. But the thing about Frollo is that he's a liar, a hypocrite, and a man of power. Worst of all, he's human. In showing human emotions, he's utterly terrifying because, unlike all the other villians, Frollo is real.

For example, let's compare all the other Disney villians and their evil songs.
- Jafar: A scheming vizier, who wants POWAH!!! His song is basically a gloat over Aladdin. He's evil, but not that evil.
- Ursula: An octopus witch, who wants POWAH!!! Her song is a gloat about how awesome she is, and trying to get Ariel to seal the deal. Kind of evil, but not really evil.
- Gaston: Village hunter, dumb and manly. He just wants the girl. You can't really blame him for wanting to hunt down the Beast; who is, after all, a freaking Beast. He's evil, yes, but nothing more than a dumb jock. His song is a huge gloatfest.
- The Purple Guy in Pocahontas: Basically just a greedy pig. Not really that evil; kind of
useless IIRC. Doesn't even really have a song.
- Scar: A talking lion schemer, who wants POWAH!!! His song is a gloat about what a great king he will be. He's evil. Kills his brother, and, after tricking Simba to run away, orders "Kill him." in one of the most awesomest Disney evil scenes ever. Scar is malicious alright, but his evilness is somewhat dulled by the fact that he's a talking lion.
- The Hun Leader in Mulan: Vaguely evil, but he has nothing personal against Mulan. Just a war sort of thing.
- Frollo: Lies to Quasimodo all his life, pretends to be a good guy, quotes the Bible, wants to sleep with the heroine - highly explicitly, even, ready to abuse his power, sets people on fire, racist to the point of genocide, and tries to kill Quasimodo. His song is about lusting after Esme, and then deciding that he should set her on fire if she doesn't sleep with him. Evil? You tell me.

Nobody really matches Frollo in terms of downright evilness. It's SOMEWHAT VAGUELY implied that Scar got it on with Mufasa's wife (very vaguely, I think), and in the musical Scar apparently tries to hit on Nana, but Frollo's song is amazing explicit. For God's sake, he even *gropes* her and smells her hair in one scene!

If you don't believe me, watch Hunchback of Notre Dame again. It's not for kids. And now I know why I didn't get it or liked it as a kid - it didn't work out happily, and Quasi sort of got screwed over. But now I understand, yet I still don't like it. It's too close to real life for a Disney movie.

Oh, and that scene where Quasi rescues Esmerelda is all done in one shot, and it's freaking amazing. Sadly, the computer generated parts are a bit too obvious.