My livejournal is quite the eyesore. I apologize for that - I'm currently twiddling with the CSS and it's taking me some time.

I hope it looks good in the end. :)

I was helping out Kath with two phrases, and wanted to type Japanese on a computer in the university comp labs, so I found this awesome input website: http://webzhao.com/toolmust/japInput1.htm

However it was from an old forum thread...someone had graciously programmed this and put it up, and instead of saying thanks, the next poster's all like, "Can you change the name Jap Input??? It should be JAPANESE INPUT."

This isn't the first time I've seen stupid people freak out over stuff like this. I think I was watching a Youtube video of a Scary Movie 4 excerpt (if interested see it here), and somewhere in the comments someone was like, omg this is so racist, they are butchering the Japanese language with all these brand names.

WHO FUCKING CARES??????? My whole family was lol-ing their asses off at that video. No one thinks it's racist, it's just plain funny. It's meant to be funny. They did it well, although perhaps at the expense of Japanese people. But most good jokes are at the expense of others anyway.

Also, I don't fucking care if you call me Jap, rather than Japanese. Because, unlike that gross word Chink, it isn't meant to be derogatory.

People are so goddamned uptight sometimes.

It is Christmas and I am currently back at home sweet home! Bristol is a wonderful place to study, but nothing beats being back at home. :D I realize this livejournal of mine has been dead dead DEAD for ages and so I wonder if anyone is still going to read it...?

( I shall save your friends page by putting everything here. )

On a side note: Now that I read over my entry, it seems that I've used the same adjectives over and over again. Something to learn - being an engineering student (or any student who only uses variables and letters on an active basis) seriously degrades your English.

To my beloved Asian net buddy from all the way across the Earth...


Nineteen years old...wow. Any plans for the big day? I hope all your dreams and wishes come true. Heh heh heh.

Where should I start? Well it's been a long time since you asked me to join RTR, a long time since we started chatting together, hasn't it? Times have been great. I'm sorry I haven't been in touch much ever since I came here, as I cannot stop repeating, I'm so caught up with events that I have barely any time to chat with you. But anyway, I guess we shall meet up in the far future!

I'm so sorry about the delay but is there anything specifically you want from the UK? Something small that I can enclose in an envelope since I'm technically a poor university student at the moment who is spending too much on drinks and send safely to you. xD

I was listening in to a conversation that my mother and another woman (also married to a Japanese man) when I was suddenly compelled to discuss and reflect on the contents of their chatting up here, on my LJ.

Lesson of the day - If you're going to marry a Japanese man, don't live in Japan.

Obviously you don't know what the hell I mean right now. It's all down to the (weird, peculiar) Japanese culture. I'm pretty sure you all know that a huge chunk of this specific culture is dedicated to chauvinism. What I mean by that is that girls must respect their fathers, wives must wait on their husbands, and mothers are practically their own sons' slaves. Basically a total violation of equality.

I totally have a real life example to back this up. Earlier this summer, our whole family returned to Japan to visit my grandmother. And also my extended family...cousins, uncles etcetc. Anyway, my auntie was in charge of cooking the whole, entire time. I'm not sure about the other men who were in the household at the time, but my father sure knows how to cook. But I doubt he even set foot in the kitchen for the entire week we were there. Besides doing random farm tasks and other things for his mother (okay, well maybe that last bit about equality doesn't always apply)...he just sat around and drank Japanese spirits. Etcetera.

Bad enough that he didn't help with cooking, or washing the dishes, or simply helping me haul them 2349458762 friggin' dishes (Japanese people really should learn not to put every single thing on a new dish) into the kitchen for my mother to wash...but once. I finished hauling those dishes for my mom, and I wanted to take a break...so I walked back out into the tatami room (where we eat) and my father, who was sitting there...practically ordered me to clean the table.

He doesn't really do that at home, here, in HK. A lot of them cocky manly things he does in Japan, he really doesn't do in HK. I guess he's all (forced? encouraged?) to follow the Japanese culture when we're in Japan.

So yes, my dear ladies, if you're going to be that crazy, and marry a Japanese man...don't live in Japan! Unless you want to be his personal slave!

I have decided to make this journal half-friends - you know, protecting the entries that need protecting, and leaving the fangirling for everyone else to see.

Anyway, I am back from Japan! And as I have promised, I'm going to write up a concert report for...STACKED RUBBISH [Pulse Wriggling To Black] 01 live! Yes, it was awesome, but the reason it's taking me so long is because I have to make twelve pages of messy notes into something you can read properly. Report-quality. So give me a few more days.

I should also really get down to translating stuff. Life's been so busy getting ready for uni!

On a random note. Uruha looks so much sexier live, through binoculars. I believe watching the live, along with my discussion with Diane and Sarah about Uruha's "little soldier sergeant"...has turned me into a rabid Uruha fangirl. (By the way, I am never going to see Uruha the same way ever again.)

Oh the terror. D:

And I changed my mood theme to Uruha. Initially I wanted to use the Aoi and Uruha one that was posted on gazette_media, but it was too much work to change the filenames...so it's just downright gorgeous and VERY WELL endowed Uruha for now.

Since my mother was out for most of the morning, I decided to get my J-SKANK contributions done today. Maybe it's because I've been doing my own makeup for so many school-arranged proms, but it didn't take me more than half an hour to get it done.

But the actual shooting? Wow...it took ages, especially thinking up of poses! I believe I took two hours just to take 100 pictures because I kept deleting stuff and accidentally not setting the camera on self-timer. Diane, I ended up using self-timer and a tripod, it was easy enough because it was only set on two seconds.

Anyway, you'll be seeing Kiku soon then! Once I start editing them. :)

I have decided to stop blogging on Xanga and come to Livejournal. All of my irl friends have forgotten Xanga thanks to Facebook, so there's no point in blogging there anymore. Plus, my Xanga page is dormant. So hopefully I will have more interesting things to post here instead of just Uruha all day long...

J-SKANK is quite entertaining for my mind whenever I get bored. For the past few days, I've been contemplating on things such as what kind of things I'm going to wear for the profile shots and our deadly sins photoshoot. I've even got ideas on props and poses for the latter shoot. Wrath is so cool...and so me. I have anger management issues. Hahaha. And then lyrics to an angsty song I want to write in Japanese and English...maybe Chinese? Just to practice. Trilingual songs ftw!

I've been putting the profile shots off for the time being because of several reasons. I've been pampered too much with good food at my grandmother's in Japan, so right now I am probably at least 2kg more than I'd like to be. Ugh. I hate it when I gain weight...even though this time it's not like I'm really bursting out of my pants or something. I should really get started on this yoga DVD I bought, although I can never find the time...and then I should also cut down on my fat intake and learn to cook using the low-calorie recipes book I bought in Japan.

I sound pretty weight conscious huh? Well sue me. I know it's totally superficial to be worrying about my weight rather than things such as my horrible examination results, but I want to be able to fit into things like skinny jeans.

This whole diet thing is part of my aim to achieve the j-rocker look. I don't know why but I really want to look somewhat like them. Diane helped me pick out a haircut, which sounds like fun and easy to maintain without going to the salon each month, but it's going to have to wait until my hair grows a little longer. Damn.

Then besides the fact that I believe I am overweight, I have managed to scratch my nose. I was trying to get rid of an old blackhead (or whatever you call them) on my nose since my skin is generally fine and any sudden skin flaws are really visible, but I guess I pressed too hard. Annoying. The cut is this small oval thing on my nose which is really hard to cover with concealer when I go out.

Lastly I can't decide what to wear for my profile shots. I want to wear this vampire-lolita brown-black lacy top I have, but it seems like all the band members have already opted for black lacy tops. I want to promote Kiku-sama (hahaha, it has a ring to it, YES? I wish that would be my nickname) as a badass lead guitarist, but I don't seem to have anything that screams badass. Or even rockin' it. *ponders*

Anyway, I've been listening to OBSCURE by Dir en grey lately. The song is AWESOME. I love how Kaoru's guitar (I think) is whining with those simple notes, it brings a whole new atmosphere to the song. And if you're feeling daring, go watch the PV for the song. I watched it and had to close it slightly after halfway through because I was getting sick.

But how can you blame me? One bloody geisha stumbled across a vast plain, and then reached up to the sky to pick off the baby's head and she started EATING IT. I can't stand anything when it comes to babies, unborn, stillborn, or whatever. Ack. And watching bloody geishas getting a huge metal snake phallus jammed up them, looking like it's killing them and satisfying their sexual urges at the same time...way disturbing. Even more disturbing than the AGITATED SCREAMS OF MAGGOTS PV. I lost a few lives watching those two PVs.

And is it just me or is Uruha getting too sexy these days? I always thought that drawn-double-eyelid made him look pretty, but now that they seem to be omitting that when they're drawing his eyes (newest Neo Genesis and Arena37C), he's starting to look slightly more masculine. And paired up with everything else wonderful which is Uruha, sometimes I wonder if I'm going to hyperventilate at the live in August. Even though Uruha will appear to be 5cm tall to me.

I got it on Wednesday actually, but neglected to make a post on it till now. I'm sure you all know this but NLSG was worth my money much more than this DVD.


With that aside...sorry about how long Uruha's Oct 06 SHOXX interview translation is taking. Uruha's ways of speech can be so unfamiliar to me.

And. Summer holidays are so boring. I wish I could find stuff to do...well, Harry Potter (book and movie) coming up! I sincerely hope Rowling did a better job on book seven, book six was annoying to read after awhile.

Ugh and can't wait for Cho Chang in movie 5. Honestly. What was Rowling thinking?! Chinese people just don't go with Scottish accents.

I GOT TICKETS TO GAZETTE'S STACKED RUBBISH TOUR! But I have to wait till 8/15 to watch it in Fukuoka, which means no going to Tokyo, which is a slight disappointment because I was really hoping to visit those VK music stores like Closet Child and get a whole load of VK clothes and maybe even pick up Aoi/Uruha's guitar picks...

...but then again, nothing beats seeing Uruha this summer. Even if it's through binoculars. I guess I have to look more in Fukuoka.

And I can get my hands on tour goods. Oh tour goods. <33 It's so annoying buying them through third parties because they charge SO DAMN MUCH.


AND OMG MY FRIEND GOT ME THE MATPS DVD! And I have three privileges too. Oh my god. THREE. I feel like totally fainting right now. He says it's a bandanna, an A4 poster of sorts and something else. I can't wait to tell mom when she comes back.

It was funny how she told my dad about the delayed date for my brother and I to go to Japan, and she whined about how it was holidays for Japanese people too (i.e. travel expenses increased) and my father just said, "Okay, then go then."

*chuckles*