And!
Two of them were yaoi!
Well, four of them were for my bro, too.
but I got a lot of manga.
And the Bungaku Shoujo light novel!
And we ate dim sum!
Today
was a very happy day.
Four volumes of Jing:King of Thieves, four of Goong, five of Switch, one Bungaku Shoujo, Alone in my King's Harem and Only the Ring Finger Knows
The ones for Jing:King of Thieves was for my bro. I bought him two of them as an early birthday present.
The brat officially becomes a teenager, and thus receives an excuse for being a first-class bitch on August first!
And he went and got the Prince of Persia game for the Wii, which is the only game console we possess, much to my chagrin, bitterness and misery.
But, I think I'll get the Final Fantasy game for the Wii in a few months.... Thinking about it.... I'll probably end up buying it.
But I really want FF 7. And Kingdom Hearts (All of them)
*sigh*
Ignoring how many times I broke the "an ellipses has THREE dots, not two, not four, not twenty-six. THREE!" rule,
Reading yaoi made me very happy.
Even though only one of them (Alone in my King's Harem) had anything even remotely explicit, and it wasn't even that explicit at all. Even Lily Hoshino (the mangaka) said "there's not enough screwing" about one of the chapters. I laughed at that. For a long, long time.
I just wanted to report that I bought a bunch of manga.
Well, my mother had to pay for half cuz I didn't have enough money (meaning I'm broke now except for maybe 2 or 3 dollars in change in my wallet)
You guys can all go back to your day now.
27 July 2010
I'm Ba~ck! Did you miss me?
Aah, I doubt it. It's only been four days.
People don't seem to read often, anyway.
But on Friday, I left for that journalism camp, and I came back yesterday.
Tadaima.
Maa, chotto osoi kedo.
We went to Texas A&M for a four-day communications camp held by Taylor Publishing. It was almost $350.
On Friday, we got there at about lunch time, and we ate at Freebirds (my mother made me lunch, tho, since we were told to bring one meal...) I had beginner classes with about four other people, though they all left me to go to the advanced class... The classes were boring, and we'd gone over everything in Journalism-sensei's class... We also had a project thingy to do, four stories (including a news story, a feature and an editorial), 20 story ideas (we got 41), some layouts and center spread ideas, a schedule and policies and basically what you'd typically do for a magazine (my school has a magazine and not a newspaper) in a few weeks-- and we had to cram it all into three days.
Saturday was all classes (our days were more than 12 hours, 8am to 9:30 pm) and there as a press conference thingy where they had some people from Taylor who rode in the MS 150 (a bike ride from Houston to Austin that raises money to help researchers find a cure for multiple sclerosis-- google it) speak and answer questions. The news, feature and editorial stories had to be on the press conference. But it wasn't even that long and they didn't answer that many questions so we had no choice but to do follow-up interviews. But then two of the four people left, and one of them was to come back later. The other went off to Dallas. Not sure why. I finally found the guy I wanted to interview and he was like, "you have three minutes."
The thing was due on Sunday. It was a long day... Sunday was also electives. First I had Feature and Column writing, and then news and editorial writing. The Feature and Column writing thing was the only place I learned anything... and it was the only class that didn't make me want to sleep. There was also a pizza dance party thing, but a lot of the people in my hall didn't want to go (we stayed in the dorms). But then, the fire alarm went off and we had to get out. We all rushed out, and people who weren't in the dorms were like, "what the hell?"
But it wasn't even a fire. Someone went and burned cup ramen. I think there were stoves and microwaves at the end of the first floor. But we had to wait a while for them to open the building again so we ended up going to the pizza thing.
Monday had the project critiques and the closing ceremony. The closing ceremony was soooo loooooooong. And my school didn't get anything... there was something for yearbook about layout, I think, tho...
I feel like it was a waste of money. The dorms were uncomfortable, too. When I walked in, I thought "prison." But it used to be a military camp or something like that...
But I was able to talk to the rest of the staff a bit. The yearbook and magazine staff isn't that close, apparently, so we had to do a bonding circle, or something. the food wasn't as bad as I expected, but it wasn't that good, either.
And the thing that bothered me most was that the campus was so confusing! You can't just go in a straight line in one direction to get somewhere, and the campus layout makes no sense! Why can't it just be in a circle, so if you get lost, you just keep going in one direction until you find your building?
Luckily, I got along with my roommate. And I didn't need to convert her to a fujoshi just to get along. If possible, I'm not going again.
*sigh*
People don't seem to read often, anyway.
But on Friday, I left for that journalism camp, and I came back yesterday.
Tadaima.
Maa, chotto osoi kedo.
We went to Texas A&M for a four-day communications camp held by Taylor Publishing. It was almost $350.
On Friday, we got there at about lunch time, and we ate at Freebirds (my mother made me lunch, tho, since we were told to bring one meal...) I had beginner classes with about four other people, though they all left me to go to the advanced class... The classes were boring, and we'd gone over everything in Journalism-sensei's class... We also had a project thingy to do, four stories (including a news story, a feature and an editorial), 20 story ideas (we got 41), some layouts and center spread ideas, a schedule and policies and basically what you'd typically do for a magazine (my school has a magazine and not a newspaper) in a few weeks-- and we had to cram it all into three days.
Saturday was all classes (our days were more than 12 hours, 8am to 9:30 pm) and there as a press conference thingy where they had some people from Taylor who rode in the MS 150 (a bike ride from Houston to Austin that raises money to help researchers find a cure for multiple sclerosis-- google it) speak and answer questions. The news, feature and editorial stories had to be on the press conference. But it wasn't even that long and they didn't answer that many questions so we had no choice but to do follow-up interviews. But then two of the four people left, and one of them was to come back later. The other went off to Dallas. Not sure why. I finally found the guy I wanted to interview and he was like, "you have three minutes."
The thing was due on Sunday. It was a long day... Sunday was also electives. First I had Feature and Column writing, and then news and editorial writing. The Feature and Column writing thing was the only place I learned anything... and it was the only class that didn't make me want to sleep. There was also a pizza dance party thing, but a lot of the people in my hall didn't want to go (we stayed in the dorms). But then, the fire alarm went off and we had to get out. We all rushed out, and people who weren't in the dorms were like, "what the hell?"
But it wasn't even a fire. Someone went and burned cup ramen. I think there were stoves and microwaves at the end of the first floor. But we had to wait a while for them to open the building again so we ended up going to the pizza thing.
Monday had the project critiques and the closing ceremony. The closing ceremony was soooo loooooooong. And my school didn't get anything... there was something for yearbook about layout, I think, tho...
I feel like it was a waste of money. The dorms were uncomfortable, too. When I walked in, I thought "prison." But it used to be a military camp or something like that...
But I was able to talk to the rest of the staff a bit. The yearbook and magazine staff isn't that close, apparently, so we had to do a bonding circle, or something. the food wasn't as bad as I expected, but it wasn't that good, either.
And the thing that bothered me most was that the campus was so confusing! You can't just go in a straight line in one direction to get somewhere, and the campus layout makes no sense! Why can't it just be in a circle, so if you get lost, you just keep going in one direction until you find your building?
Luckily, I got along with my roommate. And I didn't need to convert her to a fujoshi just to get along. If possible, I'm not going again.
*sigh*
22 July 2010
Dang it, I know I'm posting too often....
Ignoring the fact that that ellipses had 4 dots instead of three--
Go fix it.
But then I'd have to move my mouse all the way up there, click, press "delete", and then I'd have to erase the sentences I've written since.
You really ought to think more.
No, scratch that. You really ought to think.
Thank you for that.
Anyway!
Hey-- I do think! This post is about something I just thought of!
If it's something like the last post... don't bother.
Heh...
I wanna know! What were you thinking about? And how many brain cells do you think you lost in the effort? You know, it's really not good to overwork what few brain cells you have.
........................ Okay, I'll tell you!
I think she ignored the last two sentences....
Shut up.
Apparently, there was this case where a fireman or policeman or something like that died in the line of duty. He was in his second marriage, only the woman was a man who had a gender change. In Texas, gay marriage isn't allowed, and the woman wasn't considered a woman by law. He had kids with the first wife, but not with the second. So the first wife sued the second wife so all the benefits would go to her kids and not wife #2.
But, (and I know that this wouldn't happen, but hypothetically) what if, by some mistake, a guy was born, but he was registered as a girl. So, despite the fact that he has something dangling between his legs, he's seen by the law as a girl. So, would he be able to marry a man because some doctor made a mistake and the boy was registered as a girl? Conversely, would he be unable to marry a woman because of that, so if he wanted to marry, it'd have to be with a man?
I was just thinking about that when I was teasing my brother about his femeninity.... feminity.... femininity. I really need to stop overthinking things.
To think you could think of something like that, even though we all know you're not going to sleep until 1am and thus only have a few hours of sleep, resulting in various embarrassing, potentially traumatizing mistakes?
.............I'm trying to think of a retort--- but! There's a difference between thinking and foresight, okay?
Oh, so you're just an idiot with misplaced priorities who also has no common sense.
Wha... bu.................GUAAAAAAAAAAA!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!
************WE ARE HAVING SOME TECHNICAL DIFFICULTIES. WE APOLOGIZE FOR THE INCONVENIENCE*********************
*cough*
Yeah, that's it.
What the hell, technical difficulties? The writer being an idiot is about as far removed from "technical" as you can get. That implies that there's something complicated and requiring a lot of brain power.
Oi, whatchu tryin' asay?
*********************************************
Erm, we're having a few more technical difficulties, so please leave now before things get ugly. I hope you have a nice day, and we shall try to fix this as soon as possible
Idiocy isn't something you can fix!
Neither is meanness, but we'll just have to deal with it! >:P
Damnit , I'm leaving tomorrow.
For the journalism trip.
But I don't wanna wake up at 6:30! But we have to leave really early! The earliest I've woken up this whole summer was 8:30! And I was pretty much dead the whole day.
Aah.........
I can't sleep on buses ><
My mother told me to set my alarm to 6.30.
Why? What day is it?
The 22nd.
... OH SHIT!!!!
Ugyah, what do I do?
_____________
Oh, and I had a friend make a group for my yaoi cult on Deviant Art. It's called FuwaFuwaFuFu. Fuwa Fuwa is a sound effect for light and fluffy. I'm going to assume FuFu is for FUjoshi and FUdanshi.
So, our god shall be called FuwaFuwa-sama! And there are two minor gods called Seme-kami and Uke-kami!
Bwahahahahaha! I like this idea more and more!
For the journalism trip.
But I don't wanna wake up at 6:30! But we have to leave really early! The earliest I've woken up this whole summer was 8:30! And I was pretty much dead the whole day.
Aah.........
I can't sleep on buses ><
My mother told me to set my alarm to 6.30.
Why? What day is it?
The 22nd.
... OH SHIT!!!!
Ugyah, what do I do?
_____________
Oh, and I had a friend make a group for my yaoi cult on Deviant Art. It's called FuwaFuwaFuFu. Fuwa Fuwa is a sound effect for light and fluffy. I'm going to assume FuFu is for FUjoshi and FUdanshi.
So, our god shall be called FuwaFuwa-sama! And there are two minor gods called Seme-kami and Uke-kami!
Bwahahahahaha! I like this idea more and more!
21 July 2010
Selective Masochism?
I just thought of an odd concept. A friend said he liked being hated by certain people.
(Bua, I know you ain't reading this. It's a blog... by me. No one's reading it.) (I love you, 8 followers, even though I know you aren't here most of the time)
So, if you like being hated, then you must be a masochist. No one else would like being hated or any of the pains that come with it.
But if you like being hated by certain people.... would that be.... selective masochism?
0.0
(Bua, I know you ain't reading this. It's a blog... by me. No one's reading it.) (I love you, 8 followers, even though I know you aren't here most of the time)
So, if you like being hated, then you must be a masochist. No one else would like being hated or any of the pains that come with it.
But if you like being hated by certain people.... would that be.... selective masochism?
0.0
On the 23rd, I'm leaving for a journalism camp at Texas A&M.
I'll be there for three days.
I've never stayed anywhere overnight without my parents before.
Lame
Shut up! Hey, why are YOU the one who says this?
We're all thinking it. Who cares who says it?
..............................
I'm kinda scared, though.
What if my roommate's the type I can't stand?
Meaning?
Meaning, every type of human on earth.
Unless she's a fujoshi! Then, even if she's the preppy-est, bitchiest, most disagreeable person on earth, I will find a way to be her friend!
...I'm not exactly sure how I should reply to that.
Don't.
I'm really kinda nervous, though. Seriously. I know NO ONE who's going on that trip! At least, I don't know of anyone I know going.......... Journalism-sensei made a joke about the possibility of having a roommate from a different school, but...... That won't matter for me.
Because I don't know anyone.
I hope there's a fellow fujoshi, at least a fellow otaku there..... I've actually watched Gintama, so I'll be able to talk about it! Ahahahahahaha! Well, only a few eps. But it's actually very funny, and they're not blowing each others' brains out with swords or fists or guns. I like the idea. Aliens coming to Japan instead of Comodore Perry's black ships.
I feel like they're always referred to as black ships. Were they really black?
Or is it because they took over and forced it to Westernize? (really, they made the Japanese feel the need to, I guess)
Anyway. I feel like newspaper and yearbook are where the preppy people are. I can't stand it. All their optimism and cheerfulness. It makes me gag.
Well, I'll just pray to every god, demon, devil and divine being I know of, and hopefully I'll have good luck during the trip.
(Please let my roommate be a fujoshi. Please let my roommate be a fujoshi. Please let my roommate be a fujoshi. PLEASE LET MY ROOMMATE BE A FUJOSHI!!!!!!!!!!!!!!)
私のルームメートはふじょしでいますように
On another note, we had dim sum today!
Yay! :D
I'll be there for three days.
I've never stayed anywhere overnight without my parents before.
Lame
Shut up! Hey, why are YOU the one who says this?
We're all thinking it. Who cares who says it?
..............................
I'm kinda scared, though.
What if my roommate's the type I can't stand?
Meaning?
Meaning, every type of human on earth.
Unless she's a fujoshi! Then, even if she's the preppy-est, bitchiest, most disagreeable person on earth, I will find a way to be her friend!
...I'm not exactly sure how I should reply to that.
Don't.
I'm really kinda nervous, though. Seriously. I know NO ONE who's going on that trip! At least, I don't know of anyone I know going.......... Journalism-sensei made a joke about the possibility of having a roommate from a different school, but...... That won't matter for me.
Because I don't know anyone.
I hope there's a fellow fujoshi, at least a fellow otaku there..... I've actually watched Gintama, so I'll be able to talk about it! Ahahahahahaha! Well, only a few eps. But it's actually very funny, and they're not blowing each others' brains out with swords or fists or guns. I like the idea. Aliens coming to Japan instead of Comodore Perry's black ships.
I feel like they're always referred to as black ships. Were they really black?
Or is it because they took over and forced it to Westernize? (really, they made the Japanese feel the need to, I guess)
Anyway. I feel like newspaper and yearbook are where the preppy people are. I can't stand it. All their optimism and cheerfulness. It makes me gag.
Well, I'll just pray to every god, demon, devil and divine being I know of, and hopefully I'll have good luck during the trip.
(Please let my roommate be a fujoshi. Please let my roommate be a fujoshi. Please let my roommate be a fujoshi. PLEASE LET MY ROOMMATE BE A FUJOSHI!!!!!!!!!!!!!!)
私のルームメートはふじょしでいますように
On another note, we had dim sum today!
Yay! :D
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