-beep beep-

So for the first time in literally decades Holland's won the (Children's) Eurovision Song Festival, right?

The kid's from a neighbouring small town, about an eight kilometres from here really, so we all think it's really cool for him. Small towns don't often make for nation-wide gasp-worthies, you know.

So mom just informed me that my niece (who lives not in a neighbouring village) thinks he's totally hot and wants his autograph and wants to know if he's rich.

Which is kind of all sorts of hilarious.

!!!

50.049 words so far, barely crossed the gap really, but with the full intention to complete it in days weeks to come.

Internet are back!

Had a power blackout due to lightning impact on Monday. For a moment all was black. Then everything except dad's bones (got a minor jolt) seemed to be fine. Then the internet, which for some odd reason fails to be spell-checked by the computer, turned out to have succumbed.

Apparently network cards died, even though all computers were switched off. So for those with a wired form of internet connectivity; thunderstorms can apparently still do that.

I'm just glad it got fixed before Monday. Nanowrimo would have been for nothing otherwise. Well, not entirely for nothing. But the point in prancing about with some proof of having reached in it is always nice.

Going from friends-only to public again. There's not quite much that can't be shared, and my last friends-only post was a rather pessimistic one, was it not?~

Dentist on Tuesday DDDD: Two cavities. I need the ipod charged. Don't think I'll manage without music and the distraction of just one simple sign above my head saying 'hang in there'.

Close to reaching 40.000 on nano :D

I'm bored and bla and not happy. So, because I'm sad like that, I felt like making an lj post. But since there's nothing to write about, Tasja thought of something.


So, CARTE BLANCHE!

Reply with whatever you want here, any subject, whatever you feel like writing down, and as anonymous as you can get. Because that's fun. In the case of discussions: you're on.

Random last comment. I just saw a bat flying around.

Have fun!

Because I'm so tired of this situation and every emotion it draws from me until I'm so drained I'd rather stay away, if you must have a reason. Sorry. This is not an offense, simply the best defense I can conjure up around myself right now.

Another 'everyone go do this' survey. Tadaa.

Post anonymously~
1. One secret.
2. One compliment.
3. One non-compliment, criticism, or insult.
4. One love note, but it does not have to be for me.
5. Lyrics to your favourite song.
6. How old you are.
7. How long we've been friends.
8. And a hint to who you are.

And I'm particularly curious for this one. So go fill it in ^_~

Another free day :D
(Taste the sarcasm, よ)

So, what oh what will I be doing today... I was thinking of drawing patterns or drawing a three page shortshortshort manga (but am without plot, maybe I'll go find some cool obscure fairytale and alter it) or just designing clothes. Or combine the designing clothes and the manga. Could be done. I should also still make a design for the birth card of my new nephew/cousin who is estimated to be born around Christmas, but too lazy for that now.

And so, because you know I'm not ever going to do anything mentioned above (I'm lazy, you know that), survey time! So:

Ask me any question, and I'll answer it in honesty. Or tell me anything, and I'll read it in honesty. Use your account or post anonymously or in whatever way you want to. IP logging is off and friendsonly too. So surprise me ^^

Okay, Diru report. This is only so I can always remember it, so everyone, don't see it as 'I've been to Diru and I'm posering with it to get people sad/jealous'.

( On to the report! )

Alright! The review of doomness, nahaa!

( Diru stfunoobness )we also bought tickets for Belgium!( back to the story XD )

So that was it :::3 I'll scan Die's pick sometime soon though to show you :3

Friends only. But I add pretty much everyone back that adds me unless you're a dick, of course, so feel free to drop a comment ^^

( For the sick-minded Japanese freaks )

Boo

*is back*
And I had a great weekend!

But I'm too lazy to tell you now, and I want to continue online fanficcing now

Just so I won't forget: I haven't completely lost faith in the Dutch male population. There was a really cute guy in the train X3 with darkish hair, big coat and um, pierced lip, and sweet eyes ^^ But well, instead of having lost faith in the Dutch male population I'm low losing faith in myself -_- I know he was looking at me (probably my hair or something XD you can't possibly miss that), because I have grown a remarkable talent for watching people from the corner of my eyes while looking like I'm focussing on other things, and then I just ignore him (or well, not exactly, I'm still looking at him through the corner of my eyes) and leave the train. Ergo: I'm stupid and incapable of ever finding someone interesting. I don't like most, do I like one am I too afraid to talk to him. *waves smilingly and shoots bullet through head*

For those who didn't realise it yet: I haven't shown any interest in any guy (except two in Rome) for like half a year now. So seeing someone interesting, who is not part of a band that I write sick fiction about (and NO! I do not have a crush on them! Only a strange and perverted fascination), is actually a story worth being told. In my universe at least.

Oh.. I haven't told anyone yet of the man in the trainstation a few days ago, have I?

Well, he had a nosebleed. He was standing about five metres away from me. His head was bent down, because like I said; he had a nosebleed. A few drops fell down. Then some more. And more. I wanted to offer him a tissue, but I saw that he had used three coton tissues already. Then he went to sit on the stairs, ten metres at most away from me. And blood came gushing out, and his mouth too. About a litre altogether was piled up at the concrete before the girl who went for help brought back two police officers who called the ambulance. That was um.. disturbing to see.

Furthermore, I went to the Japanese bookstore today to get my Fool's Mate, and asked while I was there anyway if they by any chance had Harry Potter. So now I'm going to read Harry Potter and the Philosopher's Stone in Japanese. The man behind the counter asked if I could read it, so I said I'm still learning, and now he said that maybe next time we'll talk in Japanese instead of Dutch. I'm so going to make a fool of myself -_-

...

Let's have a talk about religion. The negative aspects of religion, to be precise. Namely: fundamentalism. It is ever so pleasant that you go down to have dinner with family and your dad tells you that only 10 kilometres from the shitty little village where I live, in another shitty and even smaller village, 15 islam fundamentalists in training (IN TRAINING! That means 10 km from here there is a fundamentalist training!!!) are taken captive.
Always nice to hear that there are fundamentalists in the first place. Especially islam fundamentalists, who seem to intent on destroying the Western civilisation that they don't even realise that 1. America does NOT represent the whole of the western civilisation, and 2. they are a part of it themselves too. If people are immigrating from Morocco and Turkey to Holland, and receive the Dutch nationality, then why for christ's sake (sorry for the bad word choice... I'm really not christian nor siding with them either) do they at the same time want to destroy it?? And I'm not talking of the usual immigrants here, but only the fundamentalists. Please keep that in mind. Because the normal islamic people I have no bad experiences with at all.
Oh, and while we're at it, those stupid hypocritical bastards (hypocritical is really the only way to define people who want to destroy the west, because it symbolises 'the greatness of wunderbarliches America (okay, sorry Dirk, I just had to use that sentence, but you still hold the copyright)' and at the same time wear American brands, because hey, the whole rap scene and stuff is cool so why not) are people that generalise. Generalisation is good up to a certain point, it categorises people so others can describe them, never accurately but at least so a distinction between different people can be made (and don't start with the 'I'm not in a group'-stuff, because exactly because you and so many like you think that, you are.. in the 'different' group... the human system of society is so nice, isn't it? Just when you thought you could escape, you're being drawn back. I'm sure those who agree will enjoy the Frankfurter Schule theories). But, when generalisation leads to anger at someone, wanting to kill someone, BEFORE YOU EVEN KNOW THAT PERSON, generalisation is horrible. The Dutch people are probably all generalised as completely agreeing with the government. You've guessed wrong if you say you agree with that statement. There are so many Dutch people that do not see islam as a threat, and so many islamic people that do not see Dutch people as a threat. But when you just become a fundamentalist and decide to kill a crowd, not even caring that part of it is your own religion and part of it just wants to be able to live together with each other, that one or two people that speak against your own religion becomes that which you generalise everything in, because that is what you WANT to hear.
And I think I should stop here. When something pisses me off, I'm inclined to complain about it a lot and well, nobody's waiting for that. Sorry for the rather upset use of language in the last piece. And just to be clear: I take the islam fundamentalism here because it's now making me feel like I'm being threatened in my own home, but every religion's fundamentalists have no right of existence. There should be a clause in every world religion that if you kill someone else because of their beliefs, you will not go to heaven/receive your 72 virgins (can somebody tell me what that's about anyway??) or something like that, but be cast in hell and receive the eternal punishment in the form in which you inflicted it upon others.

Okay, I quit now. I have a feeling I'm really kicking some people with these words. Sorry if I do.

For those who have kindly listened to my wordabusing rant about fundamentalism, to get your minds in happy shape again, here's a picture of Shinya scanned from FM 11

( the result of too much time at school without actually doing a thing )

stolen from x_tidi ^^

I'm supposed to be in class right now. But the teacher's not here yet and I don't know in which classroom to be anyway. Tonight playing pool with friends and tomorrow eating at a Japanese/Chinese restaurant! I can eat squid again!!! *is squid addict* It's raining outside, and that's annoying for two reasons. One is that I actually had to go filming outside today and I had hoped for better wetter (read: sunshine). Because the place I want to film, a desolated intervillage road with beautiful autumn trees and leaves only looks nice in that sunshine. But now the leaves are wet and not pretty anymore ;_;
The second reason is just that rain sucks. But mom brought me to the trainstation, that was nice of her

Oh, ps, me and Karin had fun on msn yesterday XD And it involves a certain Zero and Tsukasa teehee. Sick minds can think of something

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I had another dream this night. Another one of my memorable bizarre dreams. Or maybe it were three separate dreams, I can't remember. At least it's in three chapters.

First part was about that I had a boyfriend, someone I know in real life but who I would never consider dating actually, though he is nice. Anyway, I was going to see some friends, at first my boyfriend and I and his sister or friend or something just hung out. Then we got to be in private and he wanted us to be physical and stuff, but I felt awkward and displaced, so no go for him. The three of us went to see some friends, and we went to a store where I saw my niece and uncle shopping.

Second part. I enter the street. I think some of my friends did so too (by the way, these so-called 'friends' are people I've never met before). It's like we're in a maffia movie scene. It's a dark street, it has just rained I think because the cobblestones are wet and orange streetlight reflects in them. I'm being shot by a guy with a gun, but I can't see his face. Then I feel the top of my skull sliding off, as if it was just cut off, which is strange since I was shot. I reach my hands to my head, but don't touch the skull, feeling slightly dizzy. But I don't want to die in the middle of the street so I look around and find a nice old tree (in an urban alleystreet?), have to walk very carefully or the top of my skull will fall off, rest myself against it and the man with the gun laughs at me when I sit down against it, not because he killed me but because I didn't want to die in the middle of the street.

Third part. I'm constantly with my mom, spending time with her, going to little corner lunchrooms, generally just being with her. I wonder why other people can't see me, though my mom can. I am dead. But I act like a normal human being. My mom talks with me the way she always does. I want to think of a theory to make others realise I'm not dead yet and make up a theory about the doctor finding me after I was being shot and he could save me just in time. Others still can't see me. Then I see a funeral card laying on the table and I ask my mom if I had a funeral card too, because I couldn't remember anymore, it's like I was sleeping the period of my funeral and woke up after. She nods. I had a nice funeral too. She smiles when she's telling me. And I feel as if it's the most common thing in the world.

Guess guess guess what I suddenly remembered on my way back from a huge book sale (think concert hall size sale, no exaggerations whatsoever made) (where I bought a book on Japanese cooking, so elaborate!, and a novel called 'the hollow chocolate bunnies of the apocalypse' XD with such a title and story I just couldn't leave it there for only 2.50). Right, I was thinking of Japanese stuff again. A while ago I signed up at a penpal thing on the internet and I suddenly remembered one person who wrote me through that penpal service. It was so hilarious! It was an older Japanese guy (not THAT old, mind you... 35 or something) who was looking for a bride overseas and was wondering if there was a chance I was to be interested. Soooo funny XD
But I miss Satoshi and Akira ;_; they were really kind and we talked a lot through mail. I should talk with Suzuke (I think that was his name, but I forgot -_- *is too ashamed*) again ^^

*is such a Shinya freak... and Die too ^^ and Die x Shinya is also okay*
*gets spasms of too much randomness and stops now*
*ponders about making ramen with egg, soy and pepper powder and that greenish italian powedered herb tonight*
*shudders a last time and falls down on the floor dead*

帰りましたよ！金曜日と土曜日は楽しいでした！本当に
(やまって！おねがいします！！XD)

Aka.. I'm back! And Friday and Saturday were really nice!
(and the yamette! onegai shimasu!! thingie most people won't understand anyway, but if you figure it was the result of hours of watching Diru (and especially Die and Shinya) and have a bit of an understanding of the sick mind of Nan and I, I'm sure you can come up with a few theories of your own... Sou desu ne!)

But sorry for kind of molesting your computer after drooling on it way too much at the sight of current hairstyle Die ;_;

http://www.bizenghast.com

Everyone, go see! She's a really talented artist and I'm waiting for her first comic to be finished. She has such a great style! And I love her costumes too ^^ Go see the cosplay section to know what I mean

And then laugh your heart out seeing my own manga art [here][here] and [here] -_-