Quotes

"Even if you're on the right track, you'll get run over if you just sit there." - Will Rogers

"It takes seventeen muscles to smile and forty-three to frown." - Anonymous

"You must be the change you wish to see in the world." - Mahatma Gandhi

"It's not about how many years you live for. It's about how you live those years." - Anonymous

Friday, June 29, 2012

Colour Police

Ohohohoho! I've been stumbling along the outskirts of this one for ages~!

I kept finding fanarts about it, and now I finally realise what it is ---

The Colour Police - a Hetalia meme <3

Well, as I'm sure Bellsie~chan knows, I appear to have a thing for men in uniform. I don't yet know where this concept of each country being a different colour of the police, but rest assured I will find out!

Colour Police, as defined on Hetalia Wiki:

A meme that first originated on Pixiv. In this art meme, the nations are depicted as belonging to different teams of police, each with a different color to describe their team.
  • Red Police (Spain)
  • Orange Police (Belgium, Liechtenstein and Switzerland)
  • Yellow Police (China)
  • Green Police (North and South Italy)
  • Blue Police (America)
  • Purple Police (Russia)
  • Pink Police (England)
  • White Police (Japan)
  • Navy Police (Norway)
  • Turquoise Police (Turkey)
  • Olive Police (Greece)
  • Gold Police (Egypt)
  • Black Police (Sweden, Germany, Prussia, and Austria)
  • Violet Police (France)
...Yup. you can be sure that I have *lots* of divine fanarts of our favourite men in uniform!

I've got to go get tissues now, my nose is bleeding all over the laptop :)
~Shining Sunlight~

Thursday, June 28, 2012

Anti The ∞ Holic

Holy hell! I just found out where all that Hetalia fanart's been coming from!

This post is aimed mostly at Bellsie~chan, and refers to a conversation we had the other day.

Those pictures with England and a skeleton, and America with electricity? Yeah, it's a Hetaloid song.

~ Anti The ∞ Holic ~

Just watch it...*drools over England*

Who knew that dancing with skeletons could be so smexy~! ><

http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=fX7a3ixs70U&feature=my_favorites&list=FLkkMRN6p8HWA1fWrsfvnvpg

~Shining Sunlight~

Tuesday, June 26, 2012

Tea hates me.

It's a love / hate relationship.

I drink it daily  - unabashedly; devotedly.

Then it burns me, it scalds me in retaliation. Uhuh. True love~! <3

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What brought this on, you ask? Well, it burnt me today, as well as that candlewax from table 18...but let's just start with the tea.

Two years ago: I burnt my arm on the kettle, pouring a cup of - you guessed it, TEA!

One year ago: The scene was set. It was cold, and snowy, and I was at the suffering the height of the worst sickness seen in my lifetime. So there I was, at some god-awful skiing place where the only thing colder than the snow was my nose, and I desperately craved a cup of warm, faithful tea.

I waved away the extortionate price tag - ($3.00 for a small polystyrene cup of tea?! Seriously?!) - and took the warm object between my hands, savouring the source of radiating heat and inhaling that familar aroma...

Basically, I was glad that I had my tea. So I drank it. And promptly burnt my mouth - darn!

One month ago: It was open day at the university. I had just sat through a taster course of law and justice. Hyped up as I was after studying the intricacies of the criminal mind, I decided to award myself with a nice, warm cup of tea...

You can guess what happened next. Burnt tongue for at least two weeks.

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And here we are, at the present day. I'll cut it short here, because I'm sure you've all had enough of melodramatic recounts XD


Basically, I was going to serve a teapot of hot jasmine tea to a customer, but I spilt it over my hand :/

It's okay, but it stung a bit. Duh.

It wasn't my fault! I was just talking to Mage-chan and probably gesturing wildly as I spoke, a dangerous habit of mine. Let's backtrack, hmm?

'Gesturing wildly' with a pot of hot tea in one hand? Not. A good. Idea.

So yah. I got burnt :(


But it's okay because I still love my tea <3


*puts kettle on*

~Shining Sunlight~


Hetalia dating games

Yes, Hetalia dating games. How intriguing!

I've gotten a different character or every different game I played. I'll post the link, then the character I got.

No.1: Turkey (I know. I don't want to talk about it D;)

http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=_x6HE-b5MpQ

No. 2: Sealand (Wait, so I'm a pedophile now?!)

http://quizilla.teennick.com/quizzes/23335788/the-hetalia-dating-game-the-actual-qgameq

No 3: Spain (Hey, I wasn't that ashamed of this one! And dat ass...)

http://quizilla.teennick.com/quizzes/8259309/which-axis-powers-hetalia-character-are-you


Ah well. I have decided to ignore these results. Except the Spain one - I don't mind being paired with him :)

~Shining Sunlight~

Morning??

Yup, and now it's morning. But it's nearly noon - I got out of bed at 11:00am.

I'm kinda hungry, but I'll remedy that by having breakfast after this post. Maybe. If I can bother getting up. Which I kind of can't.

My nose is more stuffed up this morning. Why won't my cold get better already?! Ah well, any excuse to stay at home and play laptop all day, I guess. If I was well, Mum probably wouldn't allow it.

Got my report card yesterday! I got a B though, for Music, but by reading my other previous posts you can probably tell that I struggle a lot with Music, and so a B for me is the equivalent of an A, because it is the best mark I can possibly get :)

What now? Might mooch around, finally watch the rest of Hetalia season 2, then start on the World series or whatever it's called. I also want to write more fanfiction, but I'm just not feeling inspired lately...damn.

Oh, I must check to see if Bellsie~chan has sent her US UK fanfic to me!! <3

Yay! It's been received! I will read it immediately! All that glorious literature - I can't wait!

~Shining Sunlight~

Monday, June 25, 2012

Nighttime??

Is anyone still awake? If so, please reply in the comment box below :)

In the meantime, I shall just talk about my day.

Umm, I fangirled. A lot. It was fun XD

Then what, hmm?

I've just come in from work and yup. The candle on table 5A blew up, that was entertaining! Glass shards ahoy! I felt kinda bad though, since I was the one who lit it...

I just felt like putting that detail down. Even though it was bad, it made my day a little bit funnier haha!

And yup. If Bellsie~chan is still awake, you wanna call me? We still have more Hetalia vids to get through, darling! <3

~Shining Sunlight~

Sunday, June 24, 2012

Youtube and Hetalia...links inside :)

Hey, it's me again!

I know I've had a lot of pointless posts lately, but this is my blog and I shall do as I see fit :)

Anyway, here's me talking about Hetalia. I've been watching videos all day on youtube, as you do when you're a fan and it's the holidays and you have 170GB of internet download to use by tomorrow! lol

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I'm posting a link below, yes I've been trying to get you all to watch a lot of videos lately, but if you don't laugh, or at least smile at this, then . . .er . . .well, I'll think of a suitable punishment.

http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=-dGJPkvzMmU

Yup. It's a video of four countries, England, America, Russia, Italy and Japan respectively, with a song that (they think) best reperesents their country. England's is my favourite! <3

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And here's the link to another video!

http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=5QAjLWraEjA&list=FLXaWeOnBwu-CK5EfkfMuRYw&index=2&feature=plpp_video

It's a video of Russia's problems. Hard to explain, but is hilarious! Hohoho!

The actor/actress has a very good evil laugh. I must practice my evil laugh.

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Hmm, any other videos I have?

This is part one of a series of vids where the countries answer questions from the audience. Takes a while to get into, but is very entertaining after you get used to it :)

Love Austria's comment about Hungary's yaoi collection...you'll see what I mean when you watch it - it's supposed to be PG rated, but America made a comment or two towards England, soooooooo . . .

http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=RKX1jsGKEH8

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In the video link below resides the best Germany cosplayer ever. Period. It's actually a little 'interactive play' between the actors and the audience, but I wouldn't know because I was too busy staring at the Germany cosplayer!

http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=JNgmiacJ8a8

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Well, I've been watching a lot of Hetalia dating games recently. It's when Hetalia cosplayers at conventions play a blind date, where one person asks another three questions, which they answer as the character they play, then the person chooses the person he/she/it thinks is best suited as a romantic partner to them.

Long explanation short, they are hilarious, and often quite inappropiate. Wonderful!

Video one: Kagami from Lucky star, Belarus from Hetalia and Misa from Death Note all answer America's questions in a blind date. Cue the crack.

http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=ACiYEV2rzmM&feature=watch_response_rev

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Video two: England chooses a blind date out of: France, Hungary and another England.

http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=y0LWQX1_jzQ&list=FLXaWeOnBwu-CK5EfkfMuRYw&index=12&feature=plpp_video

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And I'd better stop linking to other videos here. Just watch them. They are...funny. Very much so. I don't make a very good commercialist, eh?

Wait, just one more vid.

Ciel Phantomhive in a blind date with Sebastian, the Undertaker and the almighty Prussia!

http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=1AFAudrpxVY&list=FLXaWeOnBwu-CK5EfkfMuRYw&index=6&feature=plpp_video

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Linking time over. Please watch them, so I can fangirl about them with you! Pretty please!!!!!!

~Shining Sunlight~

Shopping!

Yes, I went shopping. Isn't it amazing! I used to hate it so much...but when you're shopping for anime, video games and a cute dress, then it isn't so bad XD

I really want to upload a picture of that dress here, but since this is on public, I'm afraid it is not to be.

It's short and red, but is decorated with ornamental-looking gold swirls. It flares out at the waist and is sleeveless and strapless. It kind of has a collar around my neck, then from the collar it kind of...continues? Very hard to explain. Wait, I'll find a picture of a similar looking dress on google, hang on.

...

Nup, cant find one. I don't know what the style is, so yeah. No picture for you's. If Ruby Mae-chan, Mage-chan, Emma and Bellsie~chan wish to see it, I'm inviting you all over in the holidays anyway. I just need to work out a time and date!

Ho ho!

Umm, now I'm going. I've run out of things to say!

But I bought the whole of season 1 of Ghost in the Shell: Stand Alone Complex for $40 :)

And I bought my first pair of knee-high boots! Whoot!

Yup. The end.

~Shining Sunlight~

PS I accidentally deleted this post so that's why I'm reposting it XD

Thursday, June 21, 2012

New fanfic ;D

Hey lookie! A new fanfic I wrote today!

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http://www.fanfiction.net/s/8239791/1/Laughing_of_Angels
Totally not shamelessly self-promoting... /shot
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"Around him, children frolicked gaily with grins and their parents paused in the streets; more than one pair of eyes alight with a contentment that was scarce seen in these dark days of strife." Merlin has a life outside of his destiny, beyond saving Camelot and saving the prat. Now we get a look at it. Drabble series - takes place after S4 finale.
~..*..~

~Shining Sunlight~

Yep...definitely sick.

Mmmhmmm. Same symptoms as last night, except now I feel that I could throw up at any moment. How lucky I am ;) *sarcasm*

And my head still has that indian drum party going on, making thump thump noises behind my eyes. And now my nose is even stuffier than ever, and my throat is even more raw than ever.

Gosh, I love blogging! I can just complain and complain about being sick, and it doesn't matter cause if no-one wants to read it, they'll just...stop reading! XD

Maybe I can write a little fanfiction...if I can think straight for long enough. I can't even take a nap, because I keep waking up and tossing and turning etc etc. So annoying!

But hey, the end of my rant. Thanks for listening.

~Shining Sunlight~

Wednesday, June 20, 2012

Urgh...ill

I'm sick. Not physically, but I have the worst headache, throbbing sinuses and raw throat.

I've been putting down to being tired, the last couple of days. Thought that my eyes were aching from too much reading or somewhat, but now I have a full on headache, and it's like some indians have grabbed some bongos and gone wild in my head. Beat bop style. No offense to indians.

Right behind my eyes and forehead. And my nose - while it's not stuffed up, or streaming, it just aches!

I woke up this morning with a throat as rough as a badger's arse...if that's the metaphor you want to use. Might sound a bit explicit, but it's the kind of thing we say in my somewhat dysfunctional family :)

Gotta go, Mum's telling me to go to sleep. Plus, my head feels really, really heavy. So I'm going to bed of my own volition. And it's barely 8:30pm! Miracle of miracles, I'm going to bed before 10pm!

Am not looking forward to the morn.

~Shining Sunlight~

Monday, June 18, 2012

Hiya folks~! Off to watch more Castle!

Ha ha, my prediction rang true :)

I got my period the next day. But I feel a bit better, emotionally. I think it's always worse in the days leading up to 'that time', rather than during it. I haven't felt that down in ages, and I kept spontaneously bursting into tears and running round the house for no reason. I felt like I was possessed XD

But hey, the main thing is that I'm feeling better now. And a big hello to Bellsie~chan, Alpaca, Gus-gus or Timmy, if they are reading this! I promise my posts will become much more positive in the next few days, so bear with me :D

And, yup. I might write again later tonight, but right now I need to watch that episode of Castle I taped last night. I'll just go find my secret stash of hazelnut chocolate and sit in front of the TV, nursing a nice warm cup of tea.

Now my life is complete :)

~Shining Sunlight~

Sunday, June 17, 2012

Why I am who I am.

Sometimes, I look back at the things that made me who I am today.


Like the first time I rode a bike. The first time I fell off that bike.

The first time I made someone laugh. The first time I got someone in trouble.


I guess that most of the things that shaped who I am, I can't even remember. But sometimes I look back at the things I do remember, and wonder what else will happen to me before I'm 15. Before I'm 20. Before I'm 80.


I don't actually remember the first time I made someone laugh. But knowing me, I must have done something stupid, like walk into a wall.


But I remember the first time that I decided to devote time to making those around me smile.


It was a rainy day, as it often is in Wales, and it was breaktime at school. We had three breaks during the day; a small one first, then a longer lunch one, then a short one again later on.

It was the first breaktime, I think. It was a long time ago, so I can't be sure.

I remember exactly where I was standing, within a metre's accuracy. I was in the senior playground, so I must have been grade three, four or five.


Two of my friends were fighting again. They claimed to be best friends, but everyday they would have vicious fights, scratching and spitting and kicking and screaming.

It kinda hurt me, having to be the one to play psychologist. Everyone else tried, but I was the only one who could calm them down. Every lunchtime, I would take them aside, one at a time, and they would talk to me as they walked.


 I remember trying to get them to see things from the other's point of view. And at the end of the day, they still wouldn't make up, and they would go home vowing never to speak to the other again.

But when they came to school the next day, they were arm in arm and old friends, as if yesterday had never happened. Then they would fight again, it was usually over the most pettiest of things, and once again I'd have to clean it all up.

It baffled me how no-one else seemed to notice anything. No-one would comment on how, the very next day, it would be fine. I think it as because they did the same with their own friends, albeit on a much more subtle level.


One of these days, those two friends of mine were sitting against a wall, having had one of their rare truces being formed a few minutes earlier. They were still kind of bitter, and wouldn't really look at each other.

My third friend was sitting down as well, and I was standing up facing them.

No-one was smiling. Just three small, grim faces looked up at me disinterestedly.

And that's when I had the lightbulb moment. I cleared my throat dramatically, and pulled the corniest 'knock knock' joke I knew. No-one laughed. But there was a slight curving of their mouths.

I yanked up my third friend by the arm, and whispered my genius plan in her ear. By now I had fully captured the others' attention.


For the rest of that break, we did everything we knew, whether it was funny or not. From doing the 'Judy and Punch', as in pretending to slap each other over the head with frying pans, to acting out the most elaborate on-the-spot plays, to spinning around and around till we fell flat on our bums.

It worked. We garnered a small audience of five or six to watch us, and by the end of the week we had our spectators in tears of laughter.

I liked it when I made others laugh. In retrospect it was almost like I was wearing a mask, a mask that I myself didn't even realise I had adorned.

From then on, I would do little things, I would run around in circles for no reason, be silly to make them laugh. And I think, that as time went on, I assumed that mask more firmly. It became who I was, and who I was became it.


It isn't a mask anymore. It's a part of me now. Like that scar I have on the back of my hand, from when I fell off that bike.

That mask is who I wanted to be. And without realising it, it's how I became. Because no one is born with a set personality - our feelings and our experiences mold and shape us like clay. And at the end of our lives, we will become a unique sculptre.

Yes, that silliness and jokingness started out of curiosity. Out of a want to make the world a little brighter for others.


But now, now I think I wouldn't change who I am for the world.


~Shining Sunlight~

Friday, June 15, 2012

Finally finished assignment!

It's 1:59AM - and I'm freeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeee!!

~Shining Sunlight~

Thursday, June 14, 2012

Assignment errors - nooooo!

For the assignment, we have to analyse two jazz songs.

I've just realised that I've been researching the wrong genre of jazz for song 1 the past hour or so. Have to rewrite that section of the essay.

Oh hey, I just realised that song 2 isn't jazz at all! It's originative of jazz, but it's actually more samba-based. I've just gotta go change song now. And replan my essay. AGAIN.

This next song had better be okay or I will flip. Hey, what do you know, I've wasted another half an hour of my life planning the wrong stuff. Awkward silence.

Okay, so I'm not that mad. Truth be told, I just feel mad that I can't write it very quickly. But I'm determined not to cheat. I hate plagarism, and I shall remain a devout plagarism-hater for life!

My will is back! Haha! I will show you, world! I'ma go write that essay! Yeah! You go girl!

It seems pretty sad that I'm writing myself encouragement, but it works. So there. Don't ruin my good mood - or I'll make some petty threat! Take that!

~Shining Sunlight~

Ha, and so much for turning off the internet - I don't have that much willpower! lol

Still procrastinating. And blogging about marks and assignments. And hormones. Damn those hormones.

Now it's eleven o'clock. And I haven't written another word on that assignment that's due tomorrow.

I can't think of anything. I feel like I wanna cry.

Sometimes it's like I'm useless at music. Why am I choosing it as a senior subject again?

Urgh. I enjoy it but the theory - reduces me to tears. I try so hard to remember it, and when everyone around me is so good at it, it irritates me because I should be good at it, because everyone expects me to be good at it.

Scratch that - everyone expects me to be good at everything. To get an A in this, an A in that. And I expect it from myself, too!

Sometimes I want a little bit less of; "oh, Alex got an A again," and a bit more, "Wow, well done! You got an A! How did you do it?"

Because people say well-done, but it just feels like a polite motion they're going through. Like when you say "How are you," to someone, even though you can clearly see them with your own two eyes.

I'm guilty of it too, and I know it - but I don't know what else to say! I don't want to offend someone by commenting the wrong thing on their mark.

Look, I know I'm sounding pretty vain right now, pining for more praise when I get it all the time, but screw you. I mean, don't screw you, but screw you if you think I actually have that over-inflated ego I joke about.

Because I don't. I act like I do, but I don't.

It feels horrible when someone comes up to me and says stuff like," I wish I was as smart as you!" and stuff like that. Because I'm not smart. I just try; really, really hard.

Oh look, now I am crying. Damn. My period must be due soon - my latest posts have been very varied in emotion. Damn periods. Damn hormones. Damn damn damn.

And damn assignments, while you're at it. Because I've still got the rest of the assignment to inevitably churn out. And I can only procrastinate for so long. Now it's 11:30pm.

~Me~

Because now my throat hurts. And it's all your fault. Well it's not, but I feel like blaming somebody. Just cause. It doesn't actually make me feel better. Perhaps it makes me feel less guilty about my procrastination.

Because yes, although it turned out more emotional than a wedding, this post was initially meant as a tool of procrastination. Which it still is.

Which is why I'm writing this really long note at the end of it. Which is why I must now post it and log off. And also turn the internet off to prevent further temptation.

And I must also remove all paper and pens from the immediate vicinity, for fear of my hand starting to stray from the keyboard and start doodling random sketches.

Bye bye.

Ranting.

I handed in my SOSE today and I didn't plagarise a single thing! Made me happy :)


But then Mum chewing me out in front of a visitor didn't make me happy.

By the way, the visitor was Mum's work collegue, and Mum decided, as a good parent does, to tell me off in front of her. Then she made me play saxophone for our guest, and my little sister kept interjecting with comments like "epic fail" and "that sucked" etc etc. In front of Mum and that guest.

And I hadn't made a single mistake in any song I played. In fact, I got a solo mark of A or A+ today for a performance in music to the class.

--

Don't get me wrong, I know and love our guest quite well. That's why I got upset at Mum and B-chan (my little sister) for showing me up.

Now I'm in a really bad mood at my little sister. I would say I'm pissed but I made a promise to myself today that I would stop swearing both in my head and out loud.

And I made a similar promise to myself years ago that I wouldn't ever swear at my sister in my head or out loud, or call her nasty names in my head or out loud. It's a hard promise to keep on days like today.

And I was being really supportive for her today as well, because she just auditioned for the high school music program. There was me, telling her she did great, and giving moderated constructive criticism, such as watch your C sharps, and what does she do for me?

She calls me and my saxophone playing rubbish, that's what.

--

I'd better stop posting these thoughts on a blog of optimism. I am optimistic. But I'm not stupid, and I know that we all get those days. And this is one of those days.

Maybe I should keep it to myself? But it feels strangely relieving to write it out . . .almost like impromptu therapy XD

--

While I'm at it, I could rant at school, but I've said enough for today. If I started on that, we'd be here all night.

Love it to bits, but it can drive me and my sanity up the wall. (Yes, my sanity is a seperate being. Insanity is my primary default)



Oh, I have to check if we're free Saturday for Ruu-chan! I forgot to ask. Again. Me and my forgetfulness - not a default setting but simply a mechanical defect of my mind, must have dropped me on my head as a kid.


Mou~! Mum's asleep and I think Dad's kinda asleep too. It is half ten at night, after all. What did you expect? Any normal person would be asleep at this time of night. Unless you're completing last-minute assignments or secretly playing zombie games. *shifty look*

Totally not referring to coughHetaHazardcough. Ha. Sweet dreams after watching the feral zombie dogs XD.

*mental flashback of me shivering in bed, hiding under duvet*

Yeah . . .good times.


Hey! I have a sudden and insane urge to listen to Numa Numa song! Yayz!

*starts singing randomly* *Mage-chan comes over with murderous look in eye*

Aaaaaaaaaaaaaaand I'll stop now. Heh heh.


Better get to that assignment. Sigh.

~Shining Sunlight~

Blogging, cause I don't wanna write no assignment~!

Why won't my assignment write itself?!

I just don't get music theory TT.TT

--
Well when I say I don't get it I mean that I do get it, but it just doesn't flow as easily as, say, english or SOSE assignments.

I've been staring at a blank-ish page for a good 3 hours or so.

Is this what normal people feel like? /is shot/


Procrastinated for two or three hours.


- Checking fanfiction (no new stories had updated so didn't spend long there),

- Watched HetaHazard (parts 4, 5, 6, 7) - intrigued, I must watch more!

- Checked out HetaOni (apparently there is a v.15 english update - Yippee! Must tell Bellsie-chan~!)

- Then mooched around, staring at thin air and chewing on an apple core for another half an hour.



And now I've run out of pointless things to do and I must finish this dreaded assignment!


~Shining Sunlight~

Something must be wrong with me XD - playing Zombie HetaHazard

HetaHazard - currently watching and conveniently forgetting about due assignment -

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Hahaha . . .zombies . . . hahahah . . .freak dogs . . .Germany with his hair down.

0.o

Wait, rewind. Germany . . .with his hair down??


Hey, I like this game! :D

*is watching them fight feral zombie dogs at past midnight and shivering*


Perhaps I should blame HetaOni for getting me into dark Hetalia fanmade games?

~Shining Sunlight~

Wednesday, June 13, 2012

Deviantart - I have an account now!

I have some random news.

I just uploaded a random scribble of mine onto deviantart, not even fanart or anything, and I got a comment from someone I don't know, 1 minute and 20 seconds later.

It's only been up for less than four minutes as I make this post.

My rain just exploded from happiness. XD

Monday, June 11, 2012

Hetaoni 0.o - My brain's been screwed, but it was worth it :)

I'm going to say this once. This entry contains spoilers for HetaOni.

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Just finished playing HetaOni. My mind has been screwed up.

And now I'm gonna go learn how to draw to I can draw some wonderful fanart!

And it may seem sadistic, but I played through every game over scenario just to see what would happen. My favourite one was when you forget to lock the door to a cell room, and Italy keeps muttering that he was sure he hadn't made a mistake this time . . .

And then when their dead bodies lay bloodied and battered against the bars . . .

Word of advice - don't play through game over scenarios half past eleven at night.

Seriously, for the first four chapters I jumped EVERY FRIGGIN TIME that monster appeared. (this is at night time, btw) And I had already watched the first five chapters on youtube. And I was following a walkthrough. And I still jumped.

And when I got game over cause the monster ran into me because I was too shocked to remember to move my character out of the way . . .I jumped again the second time I faced it.

In fact, the time that it pops out from behind those japanese-styled doors? Well I squealed, threw my arms up into the air, consequently dropped my computer mouse onto the floor, and tilted my chair back reflexively - causing me to nearly topple onto the ground. Mum and Dad were like; "Are you okay?"

And then I was like, "Uh, I think so."

It took me a moment to respond because I forgot how to breathe.

Urgh, now my head hurts from thinking too deeply into the storyline. I think I've just decided that there are many parallel dimensions, and that Italy simply travels to his past self in a different dimension each time he uses the journal. It works, ne? That way, all the past instances actually happened.

But that doesn't work, because Germany made the safe house.

I shall explain further. Remember when America and Japan have that flashback, and they see Italy die in his second time round? And as Italy's dying, Germany's talking to him that they would make a safe house, with beds, and a kitchen and a table with chairs . . .I started tearing up around this point. And then when Italy died, and Germany was like, "Why won't you answer me Italy? Your eyes are still open! ITAAAALY!"

Okay, now I'm actually crying.

Anyway, point is that Germany is always saying how he somehow felt it was right to make the safe house? I reckon that after Italy died, in the second time round, Germany started construction on it. And then in every time loop afterwards, Germany always felt a pull to it, and completed a little more before he died in that loop. And so on and so forth, until it became as it was in the current time loop - pretty much finished.

However, the characters mentioned that it must have taken months, no, years to finish the room. So how many times had Germany entered the mansion, and completed a little bit more of the construction? How many times had everyone died?

. . .and now I have an irresistable urge to go find some fanart for HetaOni. And that is what I must do.

Good-day to you all.

~Shining Sunlight~

Friday, June 8, 2012

A little post. Retrospection...

Curled up with a nice warm cup of tea between my hands ;)

Isn't life beautiful?

It's half past midnight in the morning, and my brain's a fuzzy mess. I've just finished my Sose assignment, and now I gotta finish my music composition. Lots of fun hahah!

But I don't mind, because although my nose is cold, my hands are warm, my wrists are stiff and the house quiet, I find this time of the day, or night, relaxing and soothing. I know I go on, but looking out into the inky black night - it's like the whole world is on pause, and I'm free to be whatever I want to be and do whatever I want to do until the dawn of the morn.

I think reading Winston Churchill has made me all insightful and retrospective. But I'm content, so don't ruin it.

~Shining Sunlight~

Saturday, June 2, 2012

Day 9: 12 days to go!

Today was fun :)

Gus-gus and Flower came over, and we watched Castle together! Yays~!

Didn't get time to introduce them to Sherlock, but there's always next time.

Timmy seemed very annoyed at me yesterday that I invited Gus-gus over. Kept teasing me all day. Well maybe it's just my imagination

Well bottom-line, today was still fun. Also, I've just come back from work again. Two regulars ate in today, they haven't been to the restaurant in months. So I guess they aren't regulars anymore, but it was nice to meet them again after so long!

Uh, so three things.

    1. I invited Gus-gus and Flower over.

    2. Oh dear, I seem to have run out of things . . .I  did tons of stuff for people tonight, I just can't remember any of them hahahahaha!

Well, I'ma go and make an account on Crystal Saga now. Bye bye!

~Shining Sunlight~

Friday, June 1, 2012

Dora Dora Parody~

Oh. My. Gosh.

My brain just exploded XD

A U-kiss parody, where the video stays the same but someone made their own lyrics up to the song.

Actually, you can sing along - the phrasing works! e.g. the number of syllables match with the Korean original syllables.

But seriously, Dongho obsessed with Dora the Explorer, and the other U-kiss members are being driven insane by the show!

Kevin starts singing about crushing the remote and tearing the TV cables out . . .BWAHAHAHHAHA!


Enough of my chitter-chatter, just watch it!

http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=vqduWtd8p6U

Da awesomeness - it takes a few watches to get it though. Now I can sing along to it :)

~Shining Sunlight~

Day 8: 13 days to go!

Wow, over a week now!

First off, I feel really bad. I gave Timmy a piggy back ride, then forgot I was carrying him and just dropped him onto the ground. The cold, concrete ground.

Then I felt horribly guilty for the rest of lunch. I guess he did trip me up yesterday, but that too was my fault. And then, 5 mins before the bell goes, I kick a midget in the leg. Accidentally, of course, but nonetheless I feel really bad. And no, the midget wasn't Bail-kun.

Technically I didn't kick him in the leg. I kicked a high-bounce ball, at close proximity, which hit him in the leg. Being a boy, he didn't cry, but I could tell it must have hurt - back when I used to do Tae-Kwon-Do my legs were always my strongest asset.

Ah well, out of my angsting, I'll cheer myself by watching the most awesome parody of U-kiss' Dora Dora which, as you'll know by reading my previous posts, I'm currently obsessed with that song right now. I'ma post a separate post about that - straight after I finish writing this one :)

Right, my three good things for today.

    1. I changed my elective from Graphics to Music. Well, it doesn't really count as something good I did for somebody else, because I wanted to do it for myself, but meh.

    2. I beat Gus-gus and Timmy at handball; not an easy feat, I can assure you.

    3. I didn't shout at any of my customers at work. But seriously, just because I'm working at a Thai restaurant, doesn't mean I can't be white. I always get comments like, "Oh, you don't look Thai."

And then they look down their nose at me like I'm some unsatisfying bug, there to be inspected then dismissed.

Racism is bad. And then they go on to be sarcastic or picky about the meals - "Do you sell Chinese here?"

And the all time favourite : "I don't want four curry puffs, I want six of them at no extra cost to myself, unregarding of what the kitchen will say to a little waitress like you."

Please understand, sir or ma'm, that I'm not god. Grr.

On a lighter note, I get wonderful customers who are like, "You're the perfect waitress! Such wonderful service!" and then little children who mumble thanks at you then run away. SO ADORABLE-NESS! And no I'm not pedophilic, I just think they're cute.

Since I just came home from work, I probably stink of curry and sweat. Thank gosh that you can't smell this blog!

Well. stick with me 'till next time everybody - meanwhile I'll finish my six assignments and maths homework that is due next week. Bye bye!

~Shining Sunlight~