Searching for the Full Moon...
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azuriteWaaah, what a weekend. Let's take this point by point, shall we?
FRIDAY - If I had to give it a percentage rating, it might be lucky enough to score a 65%. The rain made it terrible for going to a place like RTA... my pants were completely soaked all the way up to my calf, and it being so dark, I stepped RIGHT into a damned puddle, effectively soaking my shoes as well. It felt like I was walking on squids. YUCK YUCK YUCK.
The Bemani Lounge was in full swing in the back-- so now there's both DDR machines back there, Beatmania, and DMX nearby, where it has been the past few weeks, near Time Crisis II and the shooting gallery. It was rather loud. @_@; Pretty crowded too, as I'd seen some people there that only come in a very rare while. There were even some dorky tourists all decked out in their thin blue ponchos, filming people DDR. Hehe. I always think that's cool. But despite me having money that night ($25 from Will, $20 from Mom) I really didn't play too much; I got $5 in tokens, but Will was the one that used the majority of them to get tickets to add to our collection. *runs off to count the new stash* WOW! We have 1328 in total! @_@; Uhm, that means there's only 21,172 to go! ^^;; Let's see... win the jackpots on Solar Spin, Skeeball...
I can't DDR in wide-leg WET pants, with WET shoes. Not to mention the damn laces kept coming undone. GAH. I did moderately okay on DMX though, but I spent most of my time drawing/sulking in the back with Jeremy and Grace. And of course, the both of them have social lives too, so for the most part I was alone... blah. No one seemed to remember them saying they wanted to hear me sing, so I was kind of disappointed-- in addition to my already depressed from my fish (plural-- when I came home from school Friday, I discovered It Jr. was dead too) dying. Oh, and sugar on the cookie is that Thing 2, the only surviving fish, and the one that had been acting sick lately is still being his stupid floaty-swimmy self. I won't be surprised if he dies sometime soon too. I just can't take care of pets, can I? *sigh*
Well, it got REAL boring real fast-- between drawing, attempting to play games, winning a few tickets (hey, Will finally got the jackpot on Solar Spin, and it rocketed us into the 1000+ ticket mark!) and playing initial D (Once again, lost horribly to Shingo... stupid turn...). I probably spent around $8 just on games that night, which doesn't seem like much considering I had $46 that night, but it was, considering it was JUST FOR GAMES... and you know me, I'm such a penny-pincher.
The rain eventually let up, and I wandered outside and started singing all the songs from the concert again-- Kalinka, because it's been stuck in my head, Pavane for Spring, so I can get it PERFECT for the Heritage Festival, and Moment Like This because I'm never satisfied with how I sing it. I started to sing some of the Latin, but I just can't get my voice to have that mysterious, cool tone to it, like it did at the Playathon when everyone was dead tired. I wandered to the Crystal Geyser stage (the keys were left there!) and sang, but Grace wanted me to shut up so she could Para Para. -.- Gah, the one somewhat self-uplifiting part of my night, ruined by someone who enjoys destroying my lungs. Joy. But I have to say, I was glad she was there... and she did talk to me. ~_~ We had fun screwing around with the Motorboat game... what it called? The guys (Jeremy and Will) were on one side; Grace and I were on the other, each trying to see-saw the others off. But Jer and Will tricked us, because they jumped off and it bumped us HARD! Itai...
We left a bit early for 7-11... I was reading Glamour when my feet just gave from under me, and I slipped and landed HARD on my back. Of course, most everyone saw... it hurt like a bitch, and I had to get helped up, because it felt like my ribs shifted positions. I mean, OW. I probably have some sort of bruise there (If I'm not getting them, I'm giving them; I startled Will earlier at the arcade, and he bumped his head on the beach gunner game... some bug bite or whatnot on his head started to get really red and I felt really bad... gah, he probably just wanted me to leave him alone...) now; I suppose I should be glad I can't turn my head 360 and see. @_@;
Headed to In-N-Out afterwards-- I decided to attempt and make myself feel better with a milkshake and my usual #2... and it turned out Kripa, Theo, and Paul were there! @_@;; This has to be the second or third time they've seen me out with the "RTA+ crowd" because they've asked me about certain people before, and I just end up mumbling strange explanations. @_@; Kripa wanted to know who Will was, so I dragged him over. Very awkward. Yeah, whee, I'm good at that. *feels stupid* So I sort of went back and forth between tables, talking to everyone -Kripa and I were trying to come up with ideas for our Econ project, developing a brand name extension- and slurping my shake (I seem to be good at teasing people with that. Whee). But by the time Kripa et. al. left, my fries were all gone from the other table. *hiss*
Anywho, our band ended up dispersing rather quickly, and soon it was down to Will, me, Vince, Joe G., and Jimbo. We stuck around to get a ride from Vince's dad; we all planned to stay over at Vince's that night. I figured it'd be good to get away from the house, spend some time with friends and make myself feel somewhat better. Sleepovers at Vince's are always fun anyhow-- funny, interesting, and, if you're an otaku like me who needs to get her anime fix, beneficial!
SATURDAY - I fell asleep not long after getting to Vince's house-- by that time, it was already midnight, I'm sure. They played .hack//INFECTION and I just crashed-- the heat kept on fluctuating in the house, so I ended up taking off my jacket --I had to borrow shorts from Vince because my pants were so wet-- and sleeping in too-big shorts and my half-top. I'm not entirely sure when I woke up, maybe around 9ish, but I made oatmeal (Vince still had a packet of my raisin and spice, and one of the old peaches and cream) and started watching cartoons. *shudder* Some of the cartoons on TV today are so stupid... I mean, bad animation, terrible plots... I think the highlight had to be the new teenage mutant ninja turtles. I used to love that show. Matter of fact, I still have an old tape of it! But I'm hardly an expert... things I thought I knew about the series were quickly disproven by "experts" ... gawd, it's scary. I kinda wanted to watch Yu-Gi-Oh, but Will hates it. -.-; Blah.
Will wanted to go home and eat; he doesn't like oatmeal, and it being Vince's place, it wasn't as though he had a ton of breakfasty food. I was kinda disappointed to have Will go, but eh, it was his choice. I walked him out in my still-wet pants, and he headed home, while I stayed at Vince's. I started watching Full Moon o Sagashite somewhat later, while the guys played various games, watched various anime, etc. etc. I was happily distracted, catching up on all the episodes the people on the FMoS list have seen... the chair wasn't very comfy, but I was glued to it all the same, except to get drinks. ~_~ Eventually Erwin came over, and Vince said they all had to start help clean up; I agreed to do the dishes (I'm such an expert... ^^;) while the others swept/vacuumed in various places. I was hungry since it had been many hours since "breakfast," so I offerred to order pizza for everyone; originally, I hoped that everyone could chip in, but few people actually had money... so I just ended up paying for it. T'was $14.60 for an XL Cheese, which is awfully cheap compared to the places I've ordered from before... Anyway, I was okay with the being generous of the situation, given that a) Vince let us stay over; b) Vince let me park myself in front of the comp and watch anime for hours on end and c) Vince let me drink all the soda I wanted. So I was a happy camper, for the most part.
I managed to watch up to episode 34 of FMoS by 11:00 --way past when I said I'd be home, but I'd called mom much earlier in the day and told her I was watching anime, didn't know when I'd be home, etc. I was crying while watching FMoS-- and since episode 35 didn't work, I was stuck on a cliffhanger being even more depressed than I was before. But I got a crapload of ideas for FMoS fanfics, and I might just start writing again soon, since they're haunting me (and taking up space in my almost-full Book of Inspirations). I honestly think it's sad how some people either don't like anime, or can't see the silver lining on a cloud. I'm not exactly the most genki person in this universe, but I've been told that I have an incredible bounciness in certain tough situations. I prefer to be the rock that people lean on when they need support, rather than the person leaning, you know? I still have my major weaknesses and flaws, but I'm stronger because of them.
The thing about FMoS is, it's not entirely impossible. For the uninformed, it's the story of a 12 year old girl named Mitsuki who has a cancer in her throat. When she was younger, her parents died, and she spent 8 years in an orphanage. There, she met a young man 6 years her senior named Eichi. When Mitsuki was 10, Eichi was adopted by parents moving to America, and Mitsuki, who had "fallen in love" with him, was unable to express how she felt. They made a promise that they'd find each other again; Eichi would be closer to his dream of becoming an astronomer, while Mitsuki would be closer to her dream of becoming a singer. 2 years pass, and Mitsuki has been living with her strict grandmother in a large house, complete with maid. Her cancer prevents her from singing, but that doesn't stop Mitsuki from dreaming. Even though her grandmother hates music, Mitsuki still sends audition tapes into recording companies, hoping she'll get to go to an audition one day and become an idol. Her doctor, a handsome young man named Wakaouji, normally gives in to Mitsuki, as he understands how strict her grandmother is. But for the Seed Records audition, he refuses to let her go. Not much later, two strange people emerge from the wall of Mitsuki's bedroom-- one of them looks like a cat, the other, a bunny. The cat-boy is named Takuto; the bunny-girl is Meroko. The two of them are Shinigami, or Gods of Death. They are surprised that Mitsuki can see them; normally, no one can. They tell Mitsuki (well, accidentally) that she is going to die from her cancer in a year-- and as a result, Mitsuki becomes even more determined to make it to the Seed Records audition, become an idol, and find Eichi again. The Shinigami chase after her, and find her struggling to get into the back door of the studio-- it seems that a 12-year-old can't try out. Takuto tells Mitsuki that he'll use his powers to turn her into a 16-year-old with a healthy body-- and in one year's time, she must comply with them and go to the Spirit World. Mitsuki agrees; at first, Takuto says that it won't be easy for her to make the audition. She'll probably fail, but she'll have no regrets for not trying. This way, when her time to go comes, she will go with them, instead of struggling, or possibly staying on Earth as a ghost (or something like that...?). But, in a surprising twist, Mitsuki makes it! She becomes Seed Record's newest star, Full Moon... and there, her adventures begin.
Admittedly, the concept of turning into a healthy 16-year-old from a cancer-ridden 12-year-old is far fetched... but what about the Shinigami? How can we not believe in something simply because we don't see it? For a while, I used to consider myself an atheist, because I didn't agree with many of the origin stories from religions I'd been exposed to. Wiccanism gave me that sense of peace and equality I couldn't find with Judaism or Christianity, and I'm happy with my decision today. But I still respect other religions and old beliefs, like those in the Japanese Shinto, the Buddhist, and even Greco-Roman myths. In almost EVERY religion, there is some guide, some escort, someONE that makes Death easier for people. The Shinigami DO exist in Japanese myth; they're not just anime characters.
Gah, I've steered way off topic. What I wanted to get around to was that, the story of it is rather realistic, most things considered. Dying isn't something limited to old people; young people can lose their parents, can live their lives out in orphanages, can have far-fetched dreams that might never be reached. Of all the characters in FMoS, I think I can honestly relate to Mitsuki. True, I might still have my parents, and I might not be living a restricted lifestyle... but her feelings are pretty human. She's very mature for an animated 12-year-old! And Meroko too, loving someone she knows she can never truly have... *sigh* Blah, this turned out very funn sounding over all. But the episiodes just made me sad, kinda reminded me of my sister.
I found out my great-uncle Jean passed away yesterday; now I feel even worse for not going to the past couple of Passover and Thanksgiving. But I really can't just blame my dad for that. And I DID make the effort to try and write to him... he just never responded. I'm seriously considering going to LA for Spring Break now, maybe the day after my birthday... I might end up miserable, but I might not. At least if I go, I won't have any regrets, and, come what may, it'll be something accomplished.
I can't wait to see 34-52 (well, there's 2 more weeks before 51 and 52 come out, and maybe a while longer before they're subbed by A.F.X) soon... Niichan should be giving me the series on CD for my birthday, so I'm very excited about that. I'll have to get reading the manga scanlations too, since it turns out there are big differences between them that truly lend a lot to fanfics. I better get practicing some FMoS songs if I'm to even TRY singing them at Karaoke... not to mention downloading their karaoke versions and such. I also want Madoka's version of "Eternal Snow;" I like it because it's kinda poppy. Yep yep...
Hmm, I'm getting into Tarot again. Maybe I'll make some anime-themed tarot decks. Sailormoon's been done to death; there's even a licensed bromide set of SM tarot cards that also double as a huge puzzle/poster. But Yu-Gi-Oh, FMoS, and others, assuredly would be great for Tarot. ^_^
FRIDAY - If I had to give it a percentage rating, it might be lucky enough to score a 65%. The rain made it terrible for going to a place like RTA... my pants were completely soaked all the way up to my calf, and it being so dark, I stepped RIGHT into a damned puddle, effectively soaking my shoes as well. It felt like I was walking on squids. YUCK YUCK YUCK.
The Bemani Lounge was in full swing in the back-- so now there's both DDR machines back there, Beatmania, and DMX nearby, where it has been the past few weeks, near Time Crisis II and the shooting gallery. It was rather loud. @_@; Pretty crowded too, as I'd seen some people there that only come in a very rare while. There were even some dorky tourists all decked out in their thin blue ponchos, filming people DDR. Hehe. I always think that's cool. But despite me having money that night ($25 from Will, $20 from Mom) I really didn't play too much; I got $5 in tokens, but Will was the one that used the majority of them to get tickets to add to our collection. *runs off to count the new stash* WOW! We have 1328 in total! @_@; Uhm, that means there's only 21,172 to go! ^^;; Let's see... win the jackpots on Solar Spin, Skeeball...
I can't DDR in wide-leg WET pants, with WET shoes. Not to mention the damn laces kept coming undone. GAH. I did moderately okay on DMX though, but I spent most of my time drawing/sulking in the back with Jeremy and Grace. And of course, the both of them have social lives too, so for the most part I was alone... blah. No one seemed to remember them saying they wanted to hear me sing, so I was kind of disappointed-- in addition to my already depressed from my fish (plural-- when I came home from school Friday, I discovered It Jr. was dead too) dying. Oh, and sugar on the cookie is that Thing 2, the only surviving fish, and the one that had been acting sick lately is still being his stupid floaty-swimmy self. I won't be surprised if he dies sometime soon too. I just can't take care of pets, can I? *sigh*
Well, it got REAL boring real fast-- between drawing, attempting to play games, winning a few tickets (hey, Will finally got the jackpot on Solar Spin, and it rocketed us into the 1000+ ticket mark!) and playing initial D (Once again, lost horribly to Shingo... stupid turn...). I probably spent around $8 just on games that night, which doesn't seem like much considering I had $46 that night, but it was, considering it was JUST FOR GAMES... and you know me, I'm such a penny-pincher.
The rain eventually let up, and I wandered outside and started singing all the songs from the concert again-- Kalinka, because it's been stuck in my head, Pavane for Spring, so I can get it PERFECT for the Heritage Festival, and Moment Like This because I'm never satisfied with how I sing it. I started to sing some of the Latin, but I just can't get my voice to have that mysterious, cool tone to it, like it did at the Playathon when everyone was dead tired. I wandered to the Crystal Geyser stage (the keys were left there!) and sang, but Grace wanted me to shut up so she could Para Para. -.- Gah, the one somewhat self-uplifiting part of my night, ruined by someone who enjoys destroying my lungs. Joy. But I have to say, I was glad she was there... and she did talk to me. ~_~ We had fun screwing around with the Motorboat game... what it called? The guys (Jeremy and Will) were on one side; Grace and I were on the other, each trying to see-saw the others off. But Jer and Will tricked us, because they jumped off and it bumped us HARD! Itai...
We left a bit early for 7-11... I was reading Glamour when my feet just gave from under me, and I slipped and landed HARD on my back. Of course, most everyone saw... it hurt like a bitch, and I had to get helped up, because it felt like my ribs shifted positions. I mean, OW. I probably have some sort of bruise there (If I'm not getting them, I'm giving them; I startled Will earlier at the arcade, and he bumped his head on the beach gunner game... some bug bite or whatnot on his head started to get really red and I felt really bad... gah, he probably just wanted me to leave him alone...) now; I suppose I should be glad I can't turn my head 360 and see. @_@;
Headed to In-N-Out afterwards-- I decided to attempt and make myself feel better with a milkshake and my usual #2... and it turned out Kripa, Theo, and Paul were there! @_@;; This has to be the second or third time they've seen me out with the "RTA+ crowd" because they've asked me about certain people before, and I just end up mumbling strange explanations. @_@; Kripa wanted to know who Will was, so I dragged him over. Very awkward. Yeah, whee, I'm good at that. *feels stupid* So I sort of went back and forth between tables, talking to everyone -Kripa and I were trying to come up with ideas for our Econ project, developing a brand name extension- and slurping my shake (I seem to be good at teasing people with that. Whee). But by the time Kripa et. al. left, my fries were all gone from the other table. *hiss*
Anywho, our band ended up dispersing rather quickly, and soon it was down to Will, me, Vince, Joe G., and Jimbo. We stuck around to get a ride from Vince's dad; we all planned to stay over at Vince's that night. I figured it'd be good to get away from the house, spend some time with friends and make myself feel somewhat better. Sleepovers at Vince's are always fun anyhow-- funny, interesting, and, if you're an otaku like me who needs to get her anime fix, beneficial!
SATURDAY - I fell asleep not long after getting to Vince's house-- by that time, it was already midnight, I'm sure. They played .hack//INFECTION and I just crashed-- the heat kept on fluctuating in the house, so I ended up taking off my jacket --I had to borrow shorts from Vince because my pants were so wet-- and sleeping in too-big shorts and my half-top. I'm not entirely sure when I woke up, maybe around 9ish, but I made oatmeal (Vince still had a packet of my raisin and spice, and one of the old peaches and cream) and started watching cartoons. *shudder* Some of the cartoons on TV today are so stupid... I mean, bad animation, terrible plots... I think the highlight had to be the new teenage mutant ninja turtles. I used to love that show. Matter of fact, I still have an old tape of it! But I'm hardly an expert... things I thought I knew about the series were quickly disproven by "experts" ... gawd, it's scary. I kinda wanted to watch Yu-Gi-Oh, but Will hates it. -.-; Blah.
Will wanted to go home and eat; he doesn't like oatmeal, and it being Vince's place, it wasn't as though he had a ton of breakfasty food. I was kinda disappointed to have Will go, but eh, it was his choice. I walked him out in my still-wet pants, and he headed home, while I stayed at Vince's. I started watching Full Moon o Sagashite somewhat later, while the guys played various games, watched various anime, etc. etc. I was happily distracted, catching up on all the episodes the people on the FMoS list have seen... the chair wasn't very comfy, but I was glued to it all the same, except to get drinks. ~_~ Eventually Erwin came over, and Vince said they all had to start help clean up; I agreed to do the dishes (I'm such an expert... ^^;) while the others swept/vacuumed in various places. I was hungry since it had been many hours since "breakfast," so I offerred to order pizza for everyone; originally, I hoped that everyone could chip in, but few people actually had money... so I just ended up paying for it. T'was $14.60 for an XL Cheese, which is awfully cheap compared to the places I've ordered from before... Anyway, I was okay with the being generous of the situation, given that a) Vince let us stay over; b) Vince let me park myself in front of the comp and watch anime for hours on end and c) Vince let me drink all the soda I wanted. So I was a happy camper, for the most part.
I managed to watch up to episode 34 of FMoS by 11:00 --way past when I said I'd be home, but I'd called mom much earlier in the day and told her I was watching anime, didn't know when I'd be home, etc. I was crying while watching FMoS-- and since episode 35 didn't work, I was stuck on a cliffhanger being even more depressed than I was before. But I got a crapload of ideas for FMoS fanfics, and I might just start writing again soon, since they're haunting me (and taking up space in my almost-full Book of Inspirations). I honestly think it's sad how some people either don't like anime, or can't see the silver lining on a cloud. I'm not exactly the most genki person in this universe, but I've been told that I have an incredible bounciness in certain tough situations. I prefer to be the rock that people lean on when they need support, rather than the person leaning, you know? I still have my major weaknesses and flaws, but I'm stronger because of them.
The thing about FMoS is, it's not entirely impossible. For the uninformed, it's the story of a 12 year old girl named Mitsuki who has a cancer in her throat. When she was younger, her parents died, and she spent 8 years in an orphanage. There, she met a young man 6 years her senior named Eichi. When Mitsuki was 10, Eichi was adopted by parents moving to America, and Mitsuki, who had "fallen in love" with him, was unable to express how she felt. They made a promise that they'd find each other again; Eichi would be closer to his dream of becoming an astronomer, while Mitsuki would be closer to her dream of becoming a singer. 2 years pass, and Mitsuki has been living with her strict grandmother in a large house, complete with maid. Her cancer prevents her from singing, but that doesn't stop Mitsuki from dreaming. Even though her grandmother hates music, Mitsuki still sends audition tapes into recording companies, hoping she'll get to go to an audition one day and become an idol. Her doctor, a handsome young man named Wakaouji, normally gives in to Mitsuki, as he understands how strict her grandmother is. But for the Seed Records audition, he refuses to let her go. Not much later, two strange people emerge from the wall of Mitsuki's bedroom-- one of them looks like a cat, the other, a bunny. The cat-boy is named Takuto; the bunny-girl is Meroko. The two of them are Shinigami, or Gods of Death. They are surprised that Mitsuki can see them; normally, no one can. They tell Mitsuki (well, accidentally) that she is going to die from her cancer in a year-- and as a result, Mitsuki becomes even more determined to make it to the Seed Records audition, become an idol, and find Eichi again. The Shinigami chase after her, and find her struggling to get into the back door of the studio-- it seems that a 12-year-old can't try out. Takuto tells Mitsuki that he'll use his powers to turn her into a 16-year-old with a healthy body-- and in one year's time, she must comply with them and go to the Spirit World. Mitsuki agrees; at first, Takuto says that it won't be easy for her to make the audition. She'll probably fail, but she'll have no regrets for not trying. This way, when her time to go comes, she will go with them, instead of struggling, or possibly staying on Earth as a ghost (or something like that...?). But, in a surprising twist, Mitsuki makes it! She becomes Seed Record's newest star, Full Moon... and there, her adventures begin.
Admittedly, the concept of turning into a healthy 16-year-old from a cancer-ridden 12-year-old is far fetched... but what about the Shinigami? How can we not believe in something simply because we don't see it? For a while, I used to consider myself an atheist, because I didn't agree with many of the origin stories from religions I'd been exposed to. Wiccanism gave me that sense of peace and equality I couldn't find with Judaism or Christianity, and I'm happy with my decision today. But I still respect other religions and old beliefs, like those in the Japanese Shinto, the Buddhist, and even Greco-Roman myths. In almost EVERY religion, there is some guide, some escort, someONE that makes Death easier for people. The Shinigami DO exist in Japanese myth; they're not just anime characters.
Gah, I've steered way off topic. What I wanted to get around to was that, the story of it is rather realistic, most things considered. Dying isn't something limited to old people; young people can lose their parents, can live their lives out in orphanages, can have far-fetched dreams that might never be reached. Of all the characters in FMoS, I think I can honestly relate to Mitsuki. True, I might still have my parents, and I might not be living a restricted lifestyle... but her feelings are pretty human. She's very mature for an animated 12-year-old! And Meroko too, loving someone she knows she can never truly have... *sigh* Blah, this turned out very funn sounding over all. But the episiodes just made me sad, kinda reminded me of my sister.
I found out my great-uncle Jean passed away yesterday; now I feel even worse for not going to the past couple of Passover and Thanksgiving. But I really can't just blame my dad for that. And I DID make the effort to try and write to him... he just never responded. I'm seriously considering going to LA for Spring Break now, maybe the day after my birthday... I might end up miserable, but I might not. At least if I go, I won't have any regrets, and, come what may, it'll be something accomplished.
I can't wait to see 34-52 (well, there's 2 more weeks before 51 and 52 come out, and maybe a while longer before they're subbed by A.F.X) soon... Niichan should be giving me the series on CD for my birthday, so I'm very excited about that. I'll have to get reading the manga scanlations too, since it turns out there are big differences between them that truly lend a lot to fanfics. I better get practicing some FMoS songs if I'm to even TRY singing them at Karaoke... not to mention downloading their karaoke versions and such. I also want Madoka's version of "Eternal Snow;" I like it because it's kinda poppy. Yep yep...
Hmm, I'm getting into Tarot again. Maybe I'll make some anime-themed tarot decks. Sailormoon's been done to death; there's even a licensed bromide set of SM tarot cards that also double as a huge puzzle/poster. But Yu-Gi-Oh, FMoS, and others, assuredly would be great for Tarot. ^_^
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Date: 2003-03-16 04:16 pm (UTC)