"The Clustering Illusion"
the clock must be the culprit
'cause the hands of time are bloody
facing all directions
we are trapped in its trajectory
like a beautifully articulated
rendezvous with death
measured not by where the hands will stop
but where the hands will stop us
no one lives with certainty
and chance does not mature
time does not accumulate
results to form a curve
we are only numbers
waiting for the croupier
to spin the cylinder and put
the bullet in its place
and watch the roulette spin until
it's spitting in our face
we set our clocks and sit and watch them
dominate our lives
they are only needles stitching digits
in our eyes but
we are helpless to elude them as they
quantify the time
it takes to grow from being full of life
to desperate to die.
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I wish I could stop writing about this.
:|
Friday, January 15, 2010
One Sleeping Pill.
the moon is full
i wish i had the chance to take a glance with you
atop the effervescent hills
with everything below us
i wish i had the chance to take a glance with you
atop the effervescent hills
with everything below us
Wednesday, January 13, 2010
Something like a normal day.
Wellll, I want to get onto my big project of chronicling the decade from my point of view but I haven't had the time with school. I don't have a lot of stuff to say nor the time to say it at the moment, so I'll sort of talk about pretty pointless things.
First off, I've touched up my room with a couple of wall scrolls. Ichigo from Bleach on one and Rei from Evangelion on the other. I don't really know how I feel about the former at the moment--it's sort of bland--but it's better than white wall space. I hung up my calendar and an art project.
I need an Umineko wall scroll to hang right above my desk. It'd be the perfect spot being a landscape format scroll.
On the subject of anime, I really need to catch up on FMA: Brotherhood. I am so behind. I finally finished Umineko and once I'm not so cluttered I'm going to read the VNs. Or play them? I dunno. I need to catch up on the One Piece manga and anime. I don't even know what Luffy's up to now. I stopped at a really good part too. Back in like, October. I'm happy that Hunter x Hunter is serialized again, but we'll see how long that lasts. Netero is a beast.
Naka-kon is going to be pretty excellent this year. I'm going to be Kanon from Umineko. Hopefully it's going to be a blast with Eli and Charley and hopefully Eric and Tyler... and Jake. Haha.
What I need most of all? A job. Zumiez and Hot Topic kinda blew me off. I'm hoping for one at FYE or Vintage Stock. They seem to have openings right now. I hope I get lucky. If not.... I dunno. But I need the money so bad.
But yeah, that's what I want to do right now. Catch up on my entertainment side. I've been letting that slide and consequently I have been drained. .___.
Later. Time for Shelby and dinner and Geography homework.
Tuesday, January 12, 2010
Things Composed of Letters
Watch this please :]
I've been writing poetry since fifth grade. Back then, I was being heavily influenced by nu-metal bands and really just trying to emulate their styles rather than molding my own. Needless to say, it sucked. In 5th grade I went to Young Author's Conference for a piece of prose that I wrote for school, but in the years that followed I attempted to create my own work and pick from my best poems to use for the conferences. They improved exponentially every year.
In 7th grade I felt a wave of adolescent problems befall upon me all at once and my poetry became stricken with sordid and grotesque imagery. Not in a way that makes you think or changes your view, just like "What the fuck is wrong with that kid" kind of sick. Things weren't THAT bad for me, I was just experiencing a shitload of new emotions and I was trying to define myself. I felt hated so I wrote under the assumption that I was a plague.
The next year brought a lot of new things into my life. Such as... real friends. I had a handful of friends I would talk to, but I never saw them and we didn't do anything. That all changed. I was taking high school courses, I was getting recognition, I was fairly well-liked and I made new friends and bonded closer to the ones I had. That said, my poetry reflected hints of optimism compared to previous works, but I was still tainted with my own self-loathing. I hated that I wasn't good enough for myself intellectually or physically. I was desperately trying to mask what I needed to change instead of changing.
Want to chronicle my life as a raging middle school kid bitching about nonsense?
http://www.xanga.com/jokestr2003
Freshman year arrived and I had a whole new life, including a girlfriend that set me on the right course and is still with me today. She helped me to see the better side of me and influenced my life positively in nearly every aspect. No longer was I writing about what I hate about myself. I was observing the world, exploring its design and critiquing the infrastructure of our being. I was no longer a vehicle for self-mutilation and angst; I set my sights on establishing a relationship between the world and myself. How I would respond to the way it functions. That's when I wrote some of my most optimistic works, as well as "The Positivist."
When I became a Sophomore, I was feeling empty from that wave of inspiration that came about me. I felt like I was desperately trying to replicate what I feared was the peak of my imagination, that I had covered everything my mind was capable of exploring. I sought inspiration from everything, and there was a lot of downtime. But I pressed on. My work was noticeably darker than the year before, but not in the immature, adolescent way that it was in middle school. I was looking at the world from a nihilists view, an absurdist even, maybe. My subjects covered the downfalls of mankind, the bleakness of the future and the negative overpowering the positive in nature and beyond. It was about godlessness and faithlessness and declaring myself an individualist. Not that I wasn't before, but now I was exploring the things that made me that way.
This school year, I came to the realization that I had built of a worthy collection of poetry from years of growth and change and struggle. Right when the year set off, I put together my book, "The Positivist and Other Poems" and sought to reach out to others and establish an audience. I wanted to show friends, family and strangers just who I was and what I had to say to the world. I set up my poetry reading (See the video at the top) and participated in a Poetry Symposium with some of the best teenage writers in Kansas City. I was interviewed by the Examiner, reported on by FOX4. I was finding a place as a writer. Still, I wanted to balance out my exposure with consistently improving writing. That's the challenge I am currently fighting--Losing to the past that got me where I am. Just because I have enjoyed small success doesn't mean I can give up, I have to keep challenging myself and exploring my psyche to continue as a writer. This is only the beginning.
Awards:
2008- Missouri State Poetry Society Winter Contest: 2nd Place: "The Positivist"
2008- Manningham Trust Poetry Society National Contest: HM9: "The Positivist"
2009- Missouri State Poetry Society Winter Contest: HM: "The Wayfarer..."
2009- FOX4 Reaching 4 Excellence Recognition
2009- Youth Poetry Symposium Participation (It wasn't a contest, but being selected to read was an honor.)
I've been writing poetry since fifth grade. Back then, I was being heavily influenced by nu-metal bands and really just trying to emulate their styles rather than molding my own. Needless to say, it sucked. In 5th grade I went to Young Author's Conference for a piece of prose that I wrote for school, but in the years that followed I attempted to create my own work and pick from my best poems to use for the conferences. They improved exponentially every year.
In 7th grade I felt a wave of adolescent problems befall upon me all at once and my poetry became stricken with sordid and grotesque imagery. Not in a way that makes you think or changes your view, just like "What the fuck is wrong with that kid" kind of sick. Things weren't THAT bad for me, I was just experiencing a shitload of new emotions and I was trying to define myself. I felt hated so I wrote under the assumption that I was a plague.
The next year brought a lot of new things into my life. Such as... real friends. I had a handful of friends I would talk to, but I never saw them and we didn't do anything. That all changed. I was taking high school courses, I was getting recognition, I was fairly well-liked and I made new friends and bonded closer to the ones I had. That said, my poetry reflected hints of optimism compared to previous works, but I was still tainted with my own self-loathing. I hated that I wasn't good enough for myself intellectually or physically. I was desperately trying to mask what I needed to change instead of changing.
Want to chronicle my life as a raging middle school kid bitching about nonsense?
http://www.xanga.com/jokestr2003
Freshman year arrived and I had a whole new life, including a girlfriend that set me on the right course and is still with me today. She helped me to see the better side of me and influenced my life positively in nearly every aspect. No longer was I writing about what I hate about myself. I was observing the world, exploring its design and critiquing the infrastructure of our being. I was no longer a vehicle for self-mutilation and angst; I set my sights on establishing a relationship between the world and myself. How I would respond to the way it functions. That's when I wrote some of my most optimistic works, as well as "The Positivist."
When I became a Sophomore, I was feeling empty from that wave of inspiration that came about me. I felt like I was desperately trying to replicate what I feared was the peak of my imagination, that I had covered everything my mind was capable of exploring. I sought inspiration from everything, and there was a lot of downtime. But I pressed on. My work was noticeably darker than the year before, but not in the immature, adolescent way that it was in middle school. I was looking at the world from a nihilists view, an absurdist even, maybe. My subjects covered the downfalls of mankind, the bleakness of the future and the negative overpowering the positive in nature and beyond. It was about godlessness and faithlessness and declaring myself an individualist. Not that I wasn't before, but now I was exploring the things that made me that way.
This school year, I came to the realization that I had built of a worthy collection of poetry from years of growth and change and struggle. Right when the year set off, I put together my book, "The Positivist and Other Poems" and sought to reach out to others and establish an audience. I wanted to show friends, family and strangers just who I was and what I had to say to the world. I set up my poetry reading (See the video at the top) and participated in a Poetry Symposium with some of the best teenage writers in Kansas City. I was interviewed by the Examiner, reported on by FOX4. I was finding a place as a writer. Still, I wanted to balance out my exposure with consistently improving writing. That's the challenge I am currently fighting--Losing to the past that got me where I am. Just because I have enjoyed small success doesn't mean I can give up, I have to keep challenging myself and exploring my psyche to continue as a writer. This is only the beginning.
Awards:
2008- Missouri State Poetry Society Winter Contest: 2nd Place: "The Positivist"
2008- Manningham Trust Poetry Society National Contest: HM9: "The Positivist"
2009- Missouri State Poetry Society Winter Contest: HM: "The Wayfarer..."
2009- FOX4 Reaching 4 Excellence Recognition
2009- Youth Poetry Symposium Participation (It wasn't a contest, but being selected to read was an honor.)
Monday, January 11, 2010
Out of the Ashes. I guess.
So I have returned to blogger after I guess 2.5 years of absence?
Whatever, I'm not going to waste anyone's time trying to catch up on what's gone on between August 2007 and January 2010. Those who know me know well enough.
I probably mentioned at the beginning of this blog that I would try to consistently update it. Well, we can all see what became of that.
I might make this brief just because I'm tired and I have school. Oh, let's talk about that.
So it's semester 2 in year 11. I'm really feeling the boredom. I have so many things at home I could be focusing on. Guess I gotta get my educationz? An unequal exchange if you ask me, seeing as how by the time I graduate I will be moving out, so I can pretty much cross out any productive activities I want to accomplish with my high school friends. Either that or compromise my rigorous schedule, which doesn't sound half bad at this point. We'll see what the GPA says. More on that later.
Tomorrow probably, I'll post a video of one of my better accomplishments.
Local news is my friend now. They interviewed me in the fall and put together a cute little story on it. I'll upload it to YouTube; I'm actually rendering now. But my glorious 2005 computer. You know how things are.
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So it's the New Year and everyone's always talking about making changes and beginning anew, or picking up where they left off, or improving themselves. Ehh. What have I got to show for that.
I would think that the dawn of a new decade would be a pretty exciting thing in my life, being the first one since I was like, 8 which barely counts. But I don't feel any sort of spiritual enlightenment. It's neat to reflect on all the things that have happened, all the things that have changed and improved and declined in the world since January 1st, 2000, but nothing too closely knit within my life to really make a difference. I do plan on posting a blog on my personal reflections over the decade at some point. Just not tonight.
About those changes. Just because I'm a chronic bandwagoner, I'm going to try to come up with a few things I'm going to commit to to try and improve myself.
-Write more. Read more. Promote more. Profit$$$$$$$$. If I'm going to take this poetry thing seriously, I need to get my head in the game.
-Get my net stats up. That means people will read this and it will matter to them.
-See Owl City. Again.
-Be a better boyfriend. I think a lot of improvement is needed here. Others may disagree. Who knows.
-More charisma. I want to host a One Piece panel at Anime Iowa. Among other things, I want to host poetry readings around KC too, going back to number one. If I want my vlogging to get recognition, I have to have a voice that will resonate with people.
-Pick up the pieces. The death of a close friend does a lot more damage than I ever could imagine. I want to move on but not forget. That's a tough equation to balance. More on that after the Run in March.
-Stay fit. I don't want to waste away! When this harsh winter passes and the flowers start to bloom, I'm getting my ass on the track with my Pokemon Pedometer and getting those steps.
-Be consistent. I jump around from project to project with so little consistency it's ridiculous. I want to do everything but don't have the time. I need the time management skills to do so.
-GET A JOB. Why I didn't put this at the top baffles me. I need money so I can enjoy the finer things in life. ;D That, and having my own source of income opens up more opportunities in every other facet of my life. I'm 17 goddammit.
-Survive Junior year. Which I'm not too worried about. The worst is over in my opinion. Have to keep that GPA. :|
-Enjoy Junior year. A task that demands quite a lot more than above one. It's the only 11th grade I'll have...
-Have the best summer ever. I mean really. Explosive. Amazing. Beautiful. Loud. Romantic. Sunny. Starry. Vivid. Forever. I want to restitch the very fabric that constructs the essence of summertime.
-No regrets.
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Whew. So. Maybe I'm kind of into this new decade thing.
Anyway, I'm pooped.
In my next blog, like I said I'll probably be talking about my poetry and related goings-on.
After that... maybe some decade stuff. Who knows.
Don't let me get lazy.
Night.
PS; I'm syncing this to Facebook.
Whatever, I'm not going to waste anyone's time trying to catch up on what's gone on between August 2007 and January 2010. Those who know me know well enough.
I probably mentioned at the beginning of this blog that I would try to consistently update it. Well, we can all see what became of that.
I might make this brief just because I'm tired and I have school. Oh, let's talk about that.
So it's semester 2 in year 11. I'm really feeling the boredom. I have so many things at home I could be focusing on. Guess I gotta get my educationz? An unequal exchange if you ask me, seeing as how by the time I graduate I will be moving out, so I can pretty much cross out any productive activities I want to accomplish with my high school friends. Either that or compromise my rigorous schedule, which doesn't sound half bad at this point. We'll see what the GPA says. More on that later.
Tomorrow probably, I'll post a video of one of my better accomplishments.
Local news is my friend now. They interviewed me in the fall and put together a cute little story on it. I'll upload it to YouTube; I'm actually rendering now. But my glorious 2005 computer. You know how things are.
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So it's the New Year and everyone's always talking about making changes and beginning anew, or picking up where they left off, or improving themselves. Ehh. What have I got to show for that.
I would think that the dawn of a new decade would be a pretty exciting thing in my life, being the first one since I was like, 8 which barely counts. But I don't feel any sort of spiritual enlightenment. It's neat to reflect on all the things that have happened, all the things that have changed and improved and declined in the world since January 1st, 2000, but nothing too closely knit within my life to really make a difference. I do plan on posting a blog on my personal reflections over the decade at some point. Just not tonight.
About those changes. Just because I'm a chronic bandwagoner, I'm going to try to come up with a few things I'm going to commit to to try and improve myself.
-Write more. Read more. Promote more. Profit$$$$$$$$. If I'm going to take this poetry thing seriously, I need to get my head in the game.
-Get my net stats up. That means people will read this and it will matter to them.
-See Owl City. Again.
-Be a better boyfriend. I think a lot of improvement is needed here. Others may disagree. Who knows.
-More charisma. I want to host a One Piece panel at Anime Iowa. Among other things, I want to host poetry readings around KC too, going back to number one. If I want my vlogging to get recognition, I have to have a voice that will resonate with people.
-Pick up the pieces. The death of a close friend does a lot more damage than I ever could imagine. I want to move on but not forget. That's a tough equation to balance. More on that after the Run in March.
-Stay fit. I don't want to waste away! When this harsh winter passes and the flowers start to bloom, I'm getting my ass on the track with my Pokemon Pedometer and getting those steps.
-Be consistent. I jump around from project to project with so little consistency it's ridiculous. I want to do everything but don't have the time. I need the time management skills to do so.
-GET A JOB. Why I didn't put this at the top baffles me. I need money so I can enjoy the finer things in life. ;D That, and having my own source of income opens up more opportunities in every other facet of my life. I'm 17 goddammit.
-Survive Junior year. Which I'm not too worried about. The worst is over in my opinion. Have to keep that GPA. :|
-Enjoy Junior year. A task that demands quite a lot more than above one. It's the only 11th grade I'll have...
-Have the best summer ever. I mean really. Explosive. Amazing. Beautiful. Loud. Romantic. Sunny. Starry. Vivid. Forever. I want to restitch the very fabric that constructs the essence of summertime.
-No regrets.
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Whew. So. Maybe I'm kind of into this new decade thing.
Anyway, I'm pooped.
In my next blog, like I said I'll probably be talking about my poetry and related goings-on.
After that... maybe some decade stuff. Who knows.
Don't let me get lazy.
Night.
PS; I'm syncing this to Facebook.
Sunday, August 12, 2007
ANIME IOWA 2007
Best time of my life. One of. Probably. I have to document this to keep forever and ever. It's such a wonderful thing, like you dont even know dude.
Where to begin.
I woke up Friday at about 4, left towards 5:30, and the drive to Coralville, Iowa was a drag, we arrived around 11:30 ishh. My brother and I are in the registration line which takes well over 2 hours, so that wasn't too fun, but then we began to look for things to do.
Slow start, I suppose. The con didnt officially start until 7:30 pm that day, so there was just some opening things going on but nothing major. However, I very much enjoyed the Dragonball Z forum panel, it was really fun. Haha, Chi-chi is the strongest DBZ character ever.
Alas, I spent much of Friday afternoon in the gaming room playing Naruto Gekitou Ninja Taisen 4 on GCN. That's always fun to do at cons, play against new people and improve, show your skillz. The dealer room opened that evening, a huge warehouse-like room filled with merchandise and artwork. Anime, manga, music, collectibles, yaoi, figurines, plushies, pillows, clothes, yaoi, yaoi, swords and weapons, yaoi, everything else you can imagine, plus yaoi.
Well, Paul was dead tired around 9 and so he went back to the motel and went to sleep, so the rave dance started right around then.
I was sad because I had no friends and didnt know aaaanyone there :[ So I guess I ran into this girl dressed up as Sakura and just started to talk to her for awhile, neither of us were much into the dancing ;p So I followed her into her group of friends and alas, my weekend was set. I'm so glad I did that, the con would be very lacking if it weren't for them.
So we had Sakura, Lee and Shino, and a little girl Hinata. (Lee and Shino both girls irl) We walked around for awhile aimlessly. We headed upstairs to the 8th (top) floor and into the consuite and got some sweets and food and stuff. Soo we sat and talked and ran into this dude dressed up as THE GUY WHO KILLS RUKIA LOLOLOL BLEACHNOOBS. He was a cool guy, all hip with the 4chan jokes and whatnot. It was there that we exchanged emails and MSNs and AIMs and everything, and eventually it became midnight so we parted ways with hugs and goodbyes.
SATURDDDDDAAAAAAAAAAYYYYYYYYYY was the best. I woke up around 8 and was at the con by 9.
I started it off by going to an informative panel about working with a writer or artist in making comics, or commercial advertising, or commissions and the like. It was useful and, I'm glad I went to it.
Then it was around 10:30 so I decided to warm up before entering in the Naruto GNT4 tournament.. which, well, it was fun... but.
I never got my ass handed to me so badly in that game before. I consider myself to be an exceptional GNT player, and it showed in the games prior to the tournament, but the hosts had mad skills. They were cool though, I respect em. I was up first in the first round and I had to battle this little 10 year old chump who played as Kyuubi Naruto. I kicked his ass across the ground with Chouji. Pahah. The second round was death though.
After that, I believe I just walked around, probably went to the Dealers Room, and then went outside in time to catch part of the Naruto cosplay Photoshoot. It was a fun thing. Took many pictures of many good cosplayers, and I met up with my fellow narutard friends there. We hung out for a little bit (the courtyard is an amazing place, I might add, albeit being a bit humid) and then they went off to lunch, so Paul and I did too.
We came back, and I decided to take off my Simon costume for the weekend.
The rest of the night seems to be blurred in joyful amazing friendshippy yaoi lovey memories and good times. It seemed like years <3 Paul and I met up with Sakura, Lee and Shino again and they had decided to recruite Naruto cosplayers to make the group ever larger. There was like, a Kankurou, a Gaara, a Naruto, a Kiba, some regular people, it was a big group. Sakura, Paul and I didnt really like it that much, we became sort of our own sub-group. We were in the Dealers Room for awhile, then we followed them through the Cosplay ticket line which took a long time. But it was fun, totally. Afterwards we went up to the consuite once again because there had been rumour of a "6 o'clock surprise" While Lee, Shino and their huge group were waiting in line outside of the door, Sakura, Paul and I decided just to go on in and eat some food until 6. Since we were in the room then, we got the surprise first. Funny how that works :]
It was just a stick of pixie. A big one, but just a pixie stick. When the three of us decided to leave the con, our group had like, completely abandoned us, save for miss Kankurou. So we split up and checked the floors to find them, but to no avail. After much panic and searching, I guess we ran into them someone around the main programming level. That was when the hall became congested with so many people who were going to go into the cosplay contest show. It was a clusterfuck of madness quite unlike that of Sparta, and then Paul and I realized that we couldnt get in without the tickets we didnt get. So... we parted ways with the group for a little while, and went off to the courtyard.
We ran into a cool kid dressed up as Neji, and talked to him for awhile in the afternoon courtyard, when we ran into a few females who were having some "con-con drama." I honestly forgot what the fuss was about, but we did our best to make them feel a little better. Hugs are effective :] Then we followed them around the floors of the hotel looking for a person in question. We didnt really find them but I guess they let us go, so we chilled at the consuite again, but Neji was apprehended by the staff because he lost his registration badge. :[ poor guy.
Paul and I did get back to the cosplay to watch most of it transpire though, we just had to get the seats in the back of the room, no biggie. There were a lot of funny skits, where Sasuke and itachi KISSSEDD. haha, so hot. And the Bleach dub skit, etc. It was cool, then there were some good AMVs after that.
We met up with our friends afterwards and we watched the awards with them. After that, well, I dont remember when or how, but they disappeared again. Dinner, I think. So we ran into the con-drama girls again, and I decided to hug a gay guy and help them sell glow sticks which we later were told we werent allowed to do :] cool. I got to dance for them though like a hooker.
So we found Sakura again and went into the rave for a little bit with our group. Neji was back too. We danced a little, but it wasnt much to our interests, so we spent much of the rest of the night in a corner of the hallways in our own little congregation of amazing brilliance, where my most cherished moments of the entire con took place. We laughed, talked, took pictures, hugged people.. Sakura's outrageous obsessions with Kakashi had gotten the best of her so we were keeping a close eye our for Kakashi's to hug. We found this one guy who was a Kakashi in tripp pants, he was awesome. He kissed me on the lips (of course Kakashi has a cloth over his mouth though) I felt so loved :] We later found out he was drunk though. x]]] Sakura was still jealous that I got a kiss from Kakashi and she didnt. Pahah.
It was also there that we took our group picture. My most favoritest of all pictures. Featuring Me, Paul, Neji, Sakura, Lee and Shino.
After awhile, much to my dismay, Sakura and Lee became tired and we escorted them back to their hotel room for the night. Shino, Neji, Paul and I went up to the consuite around then. 1 am maybe? And sat down for some food, drink and conversation. :] It was there that I found out Neji's real name (Mike) and got his home number x] We met with a couple other people who we talked to, (inside joke: shitonmychest @ yahoo.com, myspace.com/ imadouchebag) harhar.
But then some controversy happened when a staff member got pissed at us for carrying an un-peacebonded PLASTIC KUNAI. We argued with him for awhile and one of the guys with us started mouthing off to him (how about i get my fist peacebonded?!) it was funny, but I guess it was serious business, so we left to the bridge to get it peacebonded.
After that, I guess we took Shino back to her room and Neji back to his, and Paul and I went back to the motel to put to rest one of the best days of my life.
SUNDAY.
Was sorta boring. We hung out with our group in the dealer's room for most of the time, I bought a HandMC CD. Sakura and I discovered each other's interest and talent in drawing, and the fact that we're both lefties. x]] How cool. I played in the gaming room for a little bit, with Neji. But overall it was sort of an empty feeling. Lee, Shino and Sakura had to go and pack for most of the time, so we hung out with the con drama girls for a little while, but mostly just sat down watching people leave. :[ it was sad. We went to the Pinata and the Anime Improv thing for awhile, but then our friends had to leave.. so eh, we did too. Taylor of the con drama squad didnt want me to leave D: but I couldnt deny that there wasnt much left to do. I found out that the other girl Iris had a crushed on Neji (conconconcocnocnconcdrama) and wished her good look with that.. and we left.
I've got nothing to say about the ride home.
But seriously
Dana (Sakura), Kayla (Lee), Mike (Neji), and... just.. Shino, you guys are so amazing. Even though I just knew you for a couple of days, it seemed like forever, and I so wish we could see each other more often. You're all such great friends, and it's an honor to have spent such a great time with you guys. I'll never forget it. Ever ever ever ever ever.
(I might add some pics soon, but not all)
Where to begin.
I woke up Friday at about 4, left towards 5:30, and the drive to Coralville, Iowa was a drag, we arrived around 11:30 ishh. My brother and I are in the registration line which takes well over 2 hours, so that wasn't too fun, but then we began to look for things to do.
Slow start, I suppose. The con didnt officially start until 7:30 pm that day, so there was just some opening things going on but nothing major. However, I very much enjoyed the Dragonball Z forum panel, it was really fun. Haha, Chi-chi is the strongest DBZ character ever.
Alas, I spent much of Friday afternoon in the gaming room playing Naruto Gekitou Ninja Taisen 4 on GCN. That's always fun to do at cons, play against new people and improve, show your skillz. The dealer room opened that evening, a huge warehouse-like room filled with merchandise and artwork. Anime, manga, music, collectibles, yaoi, figurines, plushies, pillows, clothes, yaoi, yaoi, swords and weapons, yaoi, everything else you can imagine, plus yaoi.
Well, Paul was dead tired around 9 and so he went back to the motel and went to sleep, so the rave dance started right around then.
I was sad because I had no friends and didnt know aaaanyone there :[ So I guess I ran into this girl dressed up as Sakura and just started to talk to her for awhile, neither of us were much into the dancing ;p So I followed her into her group of friends and alas, my weekend was set. I'm so glad I did that, the con would be very lacking if it weren't for them.
So we had Sakura, Lee and Shino, and a little girl Hinata. (Lee and Shino both girls irl) We walked around for awhile aimlessly. We headed upstairs to the 8th (top) floor and into the consuite and got some sweets and food and stuff. Soo we sat and talked and ran into this dude dressed up as THE GUY WHO KILLS RUKIA LOLOLOL BLEACHNOOBS. He was a cool guy, all hip with the 4chan jokes and whatnot. It was there that we exchanged emails and MSNs and AIMs and everything, and eventually it became midnight so we parted ways with hugs and goodbyes.
SATURDDDDDAAAAAAAAAAYYYYYYYYYY was the best. I woke up around 8 and was at the con by 9.
I started it off by going to an informative panel about working with a writer or artist in making comics, or commercial advertising, or commissions and the like. It was useful and, I'm glad I went to it.
Then it was around 10:30 so I decided to warm up before entering in the Naruto GNT4 tournament.. which, well, it was fun... but.
I never got my ass handed to me so badly in that game before. I consider myself to be an exceptional GNT player, and it showed in the games prior to the tournament, but the hosts had mad skills. They were cool though, I respect em. I was up first in the first round and I had to battle this little 10 year old chump who played as Kyuubi Naruto. I kicked his ass across the ground with Chouji. Pahah. The second round was death though.
After that, I believe I just walked around, probably went to the Dealers Room, and then went outside in time to catch part of the Naruto cosplay Photoshoot. It was a fun thing. Took many pictures of many good cosplayers, and I met up with my fellow narutard friends there. We hung out for a little bit (the courtyard is an amazing place, I might add, albeit being a bit humid) and then they went off to lunch, so Paul and I did too.
We came back, and I decided to take off my Simon costume for the weekend.
The rest of the night seems to be blurred in joyful amazing friendshippy yaoi lovey memories and good times. It seemed like years <3 Paul and I met up with Sakura, Lee and Shino again and they had decided to recruite Naruto cosplayers to make the group ever larger. There was like, a Kankurou, a Gaara, a Naruto, a Kiba, some regular people, it was a big group. Sakura, Paul and I didnt really like it that much, we became sort of our own sub-group. We were in the Dealers Room for awhile, then we followed them through the Cosplay ticket line which took a long time. But it was fun, totally. Afterwards we went up to the consuite once again because there had been rumour of a "6 o'clock surprise" While Lee, Shino and their huge group were waiting in line outside of the door, Sakura, Paul and I decided just to go on in and eat some food until 6. Since we were in the room then, we got the surprise first. Funny how that works :]
It was just a stick of pixie. A big one, but just a pixie stick. When the three of us decided to leave the con, our group had like, completely abandoned us, save for miss Kankurou. So we split up and checked the floors to find them, but to no avail. After much panic and searching, I guess we ran into them someone around the main programming level. That was when the hall became congested with so many people who were going to go into the cosplay contest show. It was a clusterfuck of madness quite unlike that of Sparta, and then Paul and I realized that we couldnt get in without the tickets we didnt get. So... we parted ways with the group for a little while, and went off to the courtyard.
We ran into a cool kid dressed up as Neji, and talked to him for awhile in the afternoon courtyard, when we ran into a few females who were having some "con-con drama." I honestly forgot what the fuss was about, but we did our best to make them feel a little better. Hugs are effective :] Then we followed them around the floors of the hotel looking for a person in question. We didnt really find them but I guess they let us go, so we chilled at the consuite again, but Neji was apprehended by the staff because he lost his registration badge. :[ poor guy.
Paul and I did get back to the cosplay to watch most of it transpire though, we just had to get the seats in the back of the room, no biggie. There were a lot of funny skits, where Sasuke and itachi KISSSEDD. haha, so hot. And the Bleach dub skit, etc. It was cool, then there were some good AMVs after that.
We met up with our friends afterwards and we watched the awards with them. After that, well, I dont remember when or how, but they disappeared again. Dinner, I think. So we ran into the con-drama girls again, and I decided to hug a gay guy and help them sell glow sticks which we later were told we werent allowed to do :] cool. I got to dance for them though like a hooker.
So we found Sakura again and went into the rave for a little bit with our group. Neji was back too. We danced a little, but it wasnt much to our interests, so we spent much of the rest of the night in a corner of the hallways in our own little congregation of amazing brilliance, where my most cherished moments of the entire con took place. We laughed, talked, took pictures, hugged people.. Sakura's outrageous obsessions with Kakashi had gotten the best of her so we were keeping a close eye our for Kakashi's to hug. We found this one guy who was a Kakashi in tripp pants, he was awesome. He kissed me on the lips (of course Kakashi has a cloth over his mouth though) I felt so loved :] We later found out he was drunk though. x]]] Sakura was still jealous that I got a kiss from Kakashi and she didnt. Pahah.
It was also there that we took our group picture. My most favoritest of all pictures. Featuring Me, Paul, Neji, Sakura, Lee and Shino.
After awhile, much to my dismay, Sakura and Lee became tired and we escorted them back to their hotel room for the night. Shino, Neji, Paul and I went up to the consuite around then. 1 am maybe? And sat down for some food, drink and conversation. :] It was there that I found out Neji's real name (Mike) and got his home number x] We met with a couple other people who we talked to, (inside joke: shitonmychest @ yahoo.com, myspace.com/ imadouchebag) harhar.
But then some controversy happened when a staff member got pissed at us for carrying an un-peacebonded PLASTIC KUNAI. We argued with him for awhile and one of the guys with us started mouthing off to him (how about i get my fist peacebonded?!) it was funny, but I guess it was serious business, so we left to the bridge to get it peacebonded.
After that, I guess we took Shino back to her room and Neji back to his, and Paul and I went back to the motel to put to rest one of the best days of my life.
SUNDAY.
Was sorta boring. We hung out with our group in the dealer's room for most of the time, I bought a HandMC CD. Sakura and I discovered each other's interest and talent in drawing, and the fact that we're both lefties. x]] How cool. I played in the gaming room for a little bit, with Neji. But overall it was sort of an empty feeling. Lee, Shino and Sakura had to go and pack for most of the time, so we hung out with the con drama girls for a little while, but mostly just sat down watching people leave. :[ it was sad. We went to the Pinata and the Anime Improv thing for awhile, but then our friends had to leave.. so eh, we did too. Taylor of the con drama squad didnt want me to leave D: but I couldnt deny that there wasnt much left to do. I found out that the other girl Iris had a crushed on Neji (conconconcocnocnconcdrama) and wished her good look with that.. and we left.
I've got nothing to say about the ride home.
But seriously
Dana (Sakura), Kayla (Lee), Mike (Neji), and... just.. Shino, you guys are so amazing. Even though I just knew you for a couple of days, it seemed like forever, and I so wish we could see each other more often. You're all such great friends, and it's an honor to have spent such a great time with you guys. I'll never forget it. Ever ever ever ever ever.
(I might add some pics soon, but not all)
Saturday, July 28, 2007
I love the good times <3
This weekend has been amazing so far.
Yesterday I hurried on over to Richard's house for Eric's party. So that was pretty great. We were just kinda hanging out, and Paul and Manny decided to beautify Richard's dragon doll :]
A thong, anti-itch cream, balls, drumstick probing, and soaked in Old Spice. Pretty genius.
So Manny, Charley, Paul, Richard, Eric, Eli, Jake, Andrew, Savanna, Gabi, and Cheyenne were all there. xD And now that I've listed it, thats more people than I thought o.o
When the girls left we went to the park for awhile around 1am. We did some prank calls and went back, that was fun.
Then we played PS2 for awhile and we got into these deep conversations about the perception of the human mind, and then like, the paranormal and sorta creepy stuff. Charley was mortified by our descriptions of trapping him in his computer room with faceless people and a static clone of Padook in their wake. Jake imitated Sadako and scared the shit out of Eric.. it was fun. So the sun was up and we went over to Charley's house at around 6:30 am to raid the fridge, and then go to the park.
We messed around in the skate park for a little bit, but didnt really do anything. A nice morning exercise, I guess. When we finally got back to Richie's house, (who was crashed out the entire night, little bitch =P) we took Charley and Eric and went back to my place.
There, we slept for a few hours and played a little bit of Naruto on GCN. Listened to music, took showers (not together >_>) and decided to go to the mall...
Eric and I made Free Hugs signs and went there with them.
It was a great idea, until like, right until you're about to enter, then you get all pumped up and nervous, but we went in through Macy's and were greated with a guy who said "Haha, good luck" x]
It went quite well for awhile, and it was really fun. We got some hugs, met some nice people and some people we knew, all in all pretty pleasant. I mean, who doesnt love hugs? :]
Bummer.. as we were walking towards GameStop, the fucking Mall Mounties stopped us and asked us to take them off. It went something like this.
Mountie: I'm gonna have to ask you to take those off, they arent acceptable.
Me: Why..?
Mountie: Because I said so. Just take them off or flip them over
Eric: Mine heh, has it on both sides.
Me: Well.. I can call my parent and get him to take them.
Mountie: Well how about you just give them to me.
Me: No what are you going to do with them?
Mountie: I'm gonna throw them away.
Me: No. We'll take them off.
He left, we decided to just hold them up for awhile, and we got a few more hugs in doing so. The mounties congregated and were watching us from afar. For a long time. It was really annoying. My dad showed up and took us over to the "Get Mugged" booth to get T shirts made of the signs :] A sort of a way to kick The Man in the nuts. While the shirts were made we went the food court and got a drink.
So then we got the shirts and started walking around again. They weren't as effective, unfortunately, but they were a good souvenir. We were at Spencers when we ran into some people and one of them asked us, "You guys wanna party boy with me in Abercrombie & Fitch?" It was something Eric and I had wanted to do this summer, and we got to.
So Charley, Eric and I ran in there dancing to the hot beatz and party boying the mannequins, the employees and customers were giving us very sour looks. It was nice. Very memorable. We went into hiding for awhile, and basically chilled the rest of the time. Ate hamburgers, went to shops and stuff. It was good.
That was pretty much the night. It was so fun though, I'm so grateful. I wouldn't trade times like these for the world. :] We oughta do it again.
Yesterday I hurried on over to Richard's house for Eric's party. So that was pretty great. We were just kinda hanging out, and Paul and Manny decided to beautify Richard's dragon doll :]
A thong, anti-itch cream, balls, drumstick probing, and soaked in Old Spice. Pretty genius.
So Manny, Charley, Paul, Richard, Eric, Eli, Jake, Andrew, Savanna, Gabi, and Cheyenne were all there. xD And now that I've listed it, thats more people than I thought o.o
When the girls left we went to the park for awhile around 1am. We did some prank calls and went back, that was fun.
Then we played PS2 for awhile and we got into these deep conversations about the perception of the human mind, and then like, the paranormal and sorta creepy stuff. Charley was mortified by our descriptions of trapping him in his computer room with faceless people and a static clone of Padook in their wake. Jake imitated Sadako and scared the shit out of Eric.. it was fun. So the sun was up and we went over to Charley's house at around 6:30 am to raid the fridge, and then go to the park.
We messed around in the skate park for a little bit, but didnt really do anything. A nice morning exercise, I guess. When we finally got back to Richie's house, (who was crashed out the entire night, little bitch =P) we took Charley and Eric and went back to my place.
There, we slept for a few hours and played a little bit of Naruto on GCN. Listened to music, took showers (not together >_>) and decided to go to the mall...
Eric and I made Free Hugs signs and went there with them.
It was a great idea, until like, right until you're about to enter, then you get all pumped up and nervous, but we went in through Macy's and were greated with a guy who said "Haha, good luck" x]
It went quite well for awhile, and it was really fun. We got some hugs, met some nice people and some people we knew, all in all pretty pleasant. I mean, who doesnt love hugs? :]
Bummer.. as we were walking towards GameStop, the fucking Mall Mounties stopped us and asked us to take them off. It went something like this.
Mountie: I'm gonna have to ask you to take those off, they arent acceptable.
Me: Why..?
Mountie: Because I said so. Just take them off or flip them over
Eric: Mine heh, has it on both sides.
Me: Well.. I can call my parent and get him to take them.
Mountie: Well how about you just give them to me.
Me: No what are you going to do with them?
Mountie: I'm gonna throw them away.
Me: No. We'll take them off.
He left, we decided to just hold them up for awhile, and we got a few more hugs in doing so. The mounties congregated and were watching us from afar. For a long time. It was really annoying. My dad showed up and took us over to the "Get Mugged" booth to get T shirts made of the signs :] A sort of a way to kick The Man in the nuts. While the shirts were made we went the food court and got a drink.
So then we got the shirts and started walking around again. They weren't as effective, unfortunately, but they were a good souvenir. We were at Spencers when we ran into some people and one of them asked us, "You guys wanna party boy with me in Abercrombie & Fitch?" It was something Eric and I had wanted to do this summer, and we got to.
So Charley, Eric and I ran in there dancing to the hot beatz and party boying the mannequins, the employees and customers were giving us very sour looks. It was nice. Very memorable. We went into hiding for awhile, and basically chilled the rest of the time. Ate hamburgers, went to shops and stuff. It was good.
That was pretty much the night. It was so fun though, I'm so grateful. I wouldn't trade times like these for the world. :] We oughta do it again.
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