obliviously obvious

- a butterfly under the glass -


but i feel bad asking for it because it’s been such a long time and i did initially leave it. however, that doesn’t excuse my stuff from not being found when i’ve requested it multiple times in the past.  i just want what’s mine or some sort of compensation/explanation. ‘i can’t find it’ just isn’t good enough.

in other news, i might have a real job in two to three months, or not. i have to see how things go. it’s yet another vicious cycle of being poor; i want to do more, but that costs more and i don’t have the funds, but i won’t get a job unless i do more: repeat. such is life.

the new tokio hotel album is pretty good. again, i prefer the german version to the english one. i completely understand when lil talks about her intrigue surrounding them. maybe it’s just because they’re german and they seem different due to that but they’re so . . . interesting, for lack of a better word.  it’s highly possible that i’m just out of touch with the youth of today.  i’ve always been fascinated by twins too, so i’m sure that has something to do with it.  the long and short of it is, now, i want to learn german too.


oooh, how i love this show. paul told me about it years ago, but i never got around to it for some reason. i haven’t read the manga for two reasons: it’s hard/expensive to acquire such things and i’ve already seen the anime so it’s hard to read something when it’s essentially the same thing, but it already has a certain feel to it. comics and books are supposed to have your own interpretation thrown into the mix, but i already have a (wonderful) impression of what the series is supposed to be, so it feels like i’m missing something. not to mention that it feels like i’m just watching the anime in slow motion or something. also, this a heavily music based series and i honestly can’t imagine not having the actual music playing. i guess that would be one reason to at least look at a few books, just to see how it’s done.

as much as i love it, it makes me a little bit sad. i wish i had more discipline to actually master something. not to mention that i’ve squandered my only talent, but it’s not like i’m some super phenomenal singer that everyone loves and is instantly drawn to. i do think i’m like nodame in my messiness and otherworldly weirdness.

i love it. i love it.  i’m so, so happy there’s a third season coming this fall. i hope everything’s still on schedule. and, and, and it has one of my favourite seiyu in it: tomokazu seki.

i can’t believe i’ve watched both seasons already. maybe i’ll have to read the manga just to satiate my need for it. or i’ll just watch it again. i tend to rush things (especially when there’s a romantic plot) just to see what happens between the characters. in anime though, it’s usually more about discovering the subplot/secret that’s alluded to in the opening/flashbacks/cliffhangers in episodes.  but i am a sucker for two characters getting together when they so clearly need to do so as was the case in this fine example. i could go on, but i’m not going to because i’m not that much of a dork. i will say that the sentence i was going to write started with ‘that first kiss’. that’s where i was heading. weee. hooray third season!


*warning* this is written with no sleep and many pain-killers. be prepared for typos, missing/wrong words and nonsense. more than usual. believe it. *warning*

i would frequently see the video for ’shake it’ and swear i knew the ‘emo/scene’ looking kid from it. i guess that’s what i get for having acquaintances who are fashionable and for being molested with dyed black straightened hair, facial piercings and super skinny jean images. anyway, i looked them (metro station) up and they’re from hollywood, so i don’t know him. maybe he looks familiar from some sort of weird early morning family channel viewing, since he turns out to be miley cyrus’ half-brother. anyway, as i’ve said in the past, i’m sort of a sucker for the whole scene look no matter how conformist or homosexual it may be. i like girly guys. androgyny is sex. needless to say, i love trace cyrus.  the tattoos really help too.

the music is actually pretty good. it reminds me of the half of p!atd that i adore. not to mention the lyrics are super romantic but with just the right amount of naughtiness, innuendo and ambiguity to make it non-schmaltzy and possibly about drugs and not a girl. but because i am a stupid (single) girl, i like to imagine the words are for me. that sounds much more idiotic than it is, but i suppose it really is that idiotic. i mean, i don’t really think it’s written for me, but the whole fantasy idea of possibly having someone i.e trace write it for me is fun.

in serious news, i finally got a full-time job. not as much money as i wanted, but we’ll see how it goes for now. hehehe, i love trace. sorry, i’m listening to the album and his voice is nice and breathy so im all giddy. oh god, i’m such an idiot.

at times like this i always wonder what am i going to do with my life and i realize that i really, really love just doing nothing. i can’t do domething i love as a job because then it will be my job and i won’t love it because i have to do it. there’s something wrong with my programming where if i must do something i automatically hate it and never want to do it. even if it’s something i really love. even things that are really stupid. i’m the ultimate stubborn rebel, to ridiculous heights (lengths?).

i don’t know if i can do the whole school thing again. mandatory assignments, attendance etc. will totally screw me just like in the past. maybe if it’s part time. but i don’t like doing something all the time. like i said, i really like doing nothing. i would much rather be bored and have to do nothing than have things to do and be busy. let’s face it, if you have things to do, 85% of the time it’s things you don’t want to do and not actually entertaining things.

i think maybe part of my problem is that i’m a super multi-tasker to the point where i can’t function unless i’m doing two or three things at the same time. but i also have to be liking at least two of the things i’m doing. i wish i could put on a hat that rewired my brain for school and work and then took it off to enjoy my nothingness.

i should be getting the internet fo’ realz pretty soon. maybe i’ll start doing this on a regular basis again.

p.s. i <3 trace.


i desperately need a haircut but i’m reluctant to spend any money. i need it for medication and to pay people back. maybe i’ll just go downtown tomorrow and do it. i was supposed to dye it blonde, but i really don’t have the money for that. plus i decided that i’ll do it in the summer; that makes more sense. i do want to have my hair prettified for saturday though.

random aside: i want to be in a band like paramore. i could totally be that chick. or garbage. guys who are in bands that are looking for lead singers are never looking for chicks. they want to keep it as homosexual as possible and make sure that every band practice is a sausage-fest. most of them aren’t good anyway, but it’s good practice for me.

i’ve been confused as of late. if you want details, just combine some other people’s blogs and you’ve got my problem. it’s almost funny how similar our problems seem to be; at least they’re centred around the same topic. *sigh*

tomorrow: haircut it is.


i have so many options for tonight. now that i finally have a job and am no longer poor i can go to my beloved cambridge without feeling guilty. i have that option for the weekend but after last night’s show i kind of feel like more loud music, whether it’s ‘good’ or not. i could go to paula’s birthday party but i’m not entirely convinced i want to pay $30 in her favour. she does have a surprising amount of hot friends i can make out with though. that didn’t work out too well last time, but that shouldn’t be a problem this time. at least it shouldn’t be. do i really feel like clubbing tonight? do i really want to be away from home all weekend? i can’t decide right now so i will talk about the show.

it took me three fucking hours to get downtown. luckily i just missed the devil wears prada. i was praying to superman, buddha and allah so i wouldn’t miss sksk. i walked in and felt ancient. everyone there was the average age of sixteen. after my initial shock i headed to the coat check and asked about who had played already. the doors opened at 6:30 and i got there at 8:00 so i was slightly worried. i missed the devil wears prada and we guessed the line-up would be emery, sksk and then the headliner chiodos. we were wrong. sksk was next which disappointed me because i hadn’t made my way to the front. the mix was bad and their drums and bass were too loud but it was still a good show. they put on a good act. and chad is hot. actually, there are like 3-4 hot guys in that band. next was emery. i could like them a lot more if they weren’t christian. they put on an even crazier show thanks to one guy. they were quite entertaining and i was happy that i found a nice spot at the front in the corner next to the barrier. chiodos was next but i left my awesome spot before they came on because i was waiting for my ride. i could’ve stayed ’til the end but i didn’t want to put up with traffic. i listened to them before the concert in preparation. they are so much better live. their energy is unreal and the lead vox is crazy good at amping the crowd. now all i’m going to listen to for months are sksk and chiodos. i suggest you do the same.

now i have to go get ready for either cambridge or paula’s. *sigh* i’m going to end up in cambridge again even though i need to do laundry so badly.


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