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                <title>Silent Hill: The Movie, A Retrospective Look At a</title>
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                <pubDate>Sat, 07 Jun 2008 07:02:26 PDT</pubDate>
                
                <description><![CDATA[ Silent Hill: The Movie, A Retrospective Look At a Great Piece of Shit.<br />Anybody who has gotten to know will tell you that I like Silent Hill, a lot. Like, if it was a woman I'd probably marry it(Or simply lavish her with far too much attention resulting in restraining orders. Let's be realistic). I will be the first to admit that I dick ride that series HARD and I'm damn proud of it. I love the series so much, the stories, the characters, the monsters, the art direction, atmosphere, music, ambiance, it's all stellar. Even the American made Silent Hill Origins was pretty great for not being made by the Silent Hill team. Honestly, I could go on and on about it all day and all night if I wanted to. Long story short, I digs it like whoa.<br /><br />However, if there is one thing in this world that I love as much as I hate(Other than my penis. The ability to frivolously pee absolutely anywhere ranks up there for one of the coolest things ever) it's the Silent Hill movie. Now don't get me wrong, as far as movie adaptations of video games go, it's pretty decent. Pretty fucking decent. Then again it's up against Uwe Boll movies, so saying that isn't really saying anything at all. I waited on pins and needles for this movie to come out. I even wanted to believe the fake movie poster that got its own thread on the Silent Hill Forum was real, despite how absolutely goofy it was and it had Johnny Depp on it. So I waited and waited, got stoked when the teaser was released and watched it about a thousand times. And then it happened. It was coming out! And on the same day that the long awaited sequel to my all time favorite game ever, EarthBound, was hitting Japanese stores(I don't even want to get started on that). It could have easily been the best day ever. It was probably one of the few, if not only time I went to a movie on opening night. When the intro kicked on and played the beginning of the very beautiful theme to the first game, I was insane with delight. Surely this was going to be fantastic.<br /><br />To be fair the first half of the movie was a fairly adequate recreation of the beginning of the first game, which was obviously what the movie is based on. We are introduced to Rose DeSilva and her incredibly unimportant husband character played by the biggest actor in the movie(Sean Bean). Rose is obviously suppose to be Harry Mason, the epitome of Twin Peaks inspired badassitude. I didn't mind Rose as a protagonist, I mean I'd rather have Harry, but I can understand the whole "searching for the lost daughter" scenario appeases to the general public more if its the mother as opposed to the "who-dun-it" novelist father figure. Okay, whatever. The first lines spoken in the movie are Rose's panicked screams for her sleep-wandering daughter, Sharon.<br /><br />Let me get something out in the air. If you want to make an adaptation for a pre-existing story as a movie that's already in some other form of media, that's fine. I really have no problem with it. I can understand cutting things from the story to account for time and budget and all that jazz. I get it. I got it. I really do. Honest. This is what I have a problem with, and this seems to be the constant norm with video game based movies...They completely remake the story. Is that REALLY necessary? In most cases, it's not done with book movies, so why video game movies? That is what I don't get. Sharon's name in the game was Cheryl. It's not the case of changing the character so drastically that a new identity is required entirely, i.e. Rose. But rather, it's the same exact character, pretty much. Why change the name? Just keep it Cheryl. This isn't even a constant device for the rest of the movie. Dahlia and Cybil are in the movie too, and yet their names are unchanged. Even Alessa's, story focal point character, name isn't changed and her and Cheryl are essentially the same person. So why use this device for this one character? Whatev'.<br /><br />When Sean Bean is on screen, it comes very close to taking me out of the movie, as I can only think of Borimir. When he's attempting to talk Rose out of taking "Sharon" to Silent Hill all I can imagine is the scene in Fellowship when Borimir wets his pantaloons at the mention of Mordor. Leaning in with a cheese-eating pedosmile on his face, as it's clearly mentally disturbed him far greater than actually being there, and begins to read off his laundry list of complaints about their destination. If he had performed the same exact scene in this over the phone to Rose, it would have made the movie infinitely better. "Silent Hill..with mumblers wandering the streets waiting to slash and gouge at the slightest notion..fog..that blots out the sun..and Pyramid Head, not just your run-of-the-mill monster but a rapist with an agenda..!" Look, I don't remember his laundry list from Fellowship word for word, so take it or leave it.<br /><br />The entering of the town is pretty spot on to how it goes down in the game, so... ]]></description>
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                <title>Various What-Have-Yous</title>
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                <pubDate>Fri, 16 May 2008 07:18:05 PDT</pubDate>
                
                <description><![CDATA[ I always want to sit down and whip up a blog or something when I'm not at home and when I get home I'm always so tired or something and simply never do it. Be it laziness or whatever, it's irritating as it makes me feel unproductive. It's not just having a lack of motivation to create blogs, which aren't all that important, but the lack of motivation to write to begin with. I want to work on my stories but I can't seem to get over the hump of actually working on them. I try many things to inspire myself and it's not that I have an imagination block or anything, far from it, I'm constantly working things out in my head for the stories, it's just doing the work that seems to give me the trouble. Any suggestions to relieve this anybody? I'm all ears in that department. I would also like to discuss artistic directions of characters/things/places/etc. for the stories with any willing artists who happen to be reading this, just let me know if you're interested. Maybe just talking about it in general would motivate me.<br /><br />Watched The Orphanage yesterday night. Very good movie, I don't have any beefs with it at all. It actually gave me the Freakout McNasties so I give it some degree of kudos just for that, as Silent Hill has really been the only thing to do that..unless I'm just becoming wimpier, which is indeed possible. <br /><br />My grandpa passed away some number of weeks ago and I miss him. Him and I never really had much to talk about, but I really enjoyed his company as a child and respected him greatly. I got together with my grandma for a bit the other day and picked up some of his old belongings that I had wanted and she was more than willing to let me have. A very awesome portrait of him as a young man and he looks like he worked in a malt shop(Kick ass), his badges from when he was in the service, his American flag, the bible he was given by his parents when he was born(Now I just need bibles from both my biological grandmothers to complete my collection which I never really was shooting to complete to begin with), and a nice stack of movies from his office that I'm sure wouldn't be watched at all if I didn't pick them up. Most of which are Disney movies; Aladdin, Beauty and the Beast, The Great Mouse Detective, Alice in Wonderland, The Wizard of Oz, Cinderella, Pocahontas, A Muppet Christmas Carol, and Goldfinger(Yes, I am aware which ones are Disney). In fact, I would go as far as to say that it was my grandpa who got me into being the big movie nut I am today. When I was but a shrimpling he had a massive collection of VHS tapes that I would literally watch all day and night. His collection was massive, but through out the years it started to get smaller and smaller until finally it was just down to a select few family movies for the much younger grandkids to partake in. <br /><br />WHY I LOVE THE MOTHER SERIES-<br />As anyone who knows me knows, EarthBound is my favorite video game of all time. Ever. No exceptions. It will always be my favorite, nothing will ever be able to top it. Not even Mother 3(If I ever get to play that, good lord). EarthBound makes me happy. About as happy as watching Twice Upon A Time. Anyone who doesn't like EarthBound is a horrible human being and is most likely a closet pedophile or a rapist or something. When I played through EarthBound so many years ago, I thought it was the most fantastic adventure. I still do. Though the main characters rarely speak, if not at all, they're still some of my favorites ever and Ness will always be my childhood hero. The ideas and concepts in the Mother series are amazing and some of the best I've ever come across in my many years spelunking through video games and movies. The part I probably love the most, other than incredible villains and pop culture references(The Beatles 4 life), is the simple fact that it's a grown up's world seen through the eyes of children, and though it does have some dark elements, all in all it's simply just hilarity. A parody of the real world seen through the eyes of children, very intelligent reasonable children, which only makes it seem like more of a parody than it really is. Which only makes Giygas that much more horrifying(Ultimate evil embodied by Itoi's traumatic childhood experience of witnessing a rape scene in a movie. Beyond terrifying for the general style of the game's atmosphere). It's fantastic. The locations still excite my blood to this day when playing through. The art style is simple, but it so works. Itoi is a genius and one of my idols. He has created something so fantastic that it's actually sculpted a large part of my imagination. All that and Pokey is pretty radsauce. Boing!<br /><br />I managed to really injure my leg yesterday at work....that's a blog entry all in itself there, so I'm going to cut this short to lay down.<br /><br />Ciao.<br /><br /> ]]></description>
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                <title>Rantings and Ravings</title>
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                <pubDate>Mon, 11 Feb 2008 03:16:29 PST</pubDate>
                
                <description><![CDATA[ I'm going to be honest, I've been better. I understand that there are people with significantly greater problems than my own and I sympathize. So it's not as though I'm thinking my problems are the only ones that matter. Quite frankly, I'm tired. So very very tired of so many things. Tired of being so completely exhausted and in pain every day that exercising is more of a painful chore instead of something relaxing and worthwhile I should engage in. I'm so tired of being this ugly thing that I've actually gotten sick to my stomach by looking at myself. Why, do you ask? Because I loathe this body. Intensely. It disgusts me to such a degree that I've some times gotten the urge to hurt it, myself, in some way. I'm transgender and I don't care who knows it. It's going to be completely impossible for me to see myself as anything but horribly ugly and grotesque until I'm finally in a position where I can do something about it. I need money and I need help. It's not something I can do alone and I don't know how long I can put it off before going over the edge. I'm so tired of this face looking back at me in the mirror and hearing this voice when I speak.<br /><br />I'm incredibly tired of a large number of friends and the like who have used me or continually use me. You know who you are if anyone is reading this. I spend much time, energy, and honest to God feelings on so many of you and it never gets repaid. I was fine with it, though it hurt, for a long time. But I'm too exhausted to continue with that. I am not the scape goat to your problems. Do not ever EVER blame something on me or accuse me of something I have not done or meant. If I have ever ended a friendship it has been because the person in question was being beyond terrible. I am forgiving, I am loving, and I am understanding. If you call me out on something I am indeed guilty of I will fess up to it and have done so on many occasions. If you believe this to be a lie then ask my few closest friends and even my co-workers. How dare anyone I have spent so much of my life toward caring for and loving treat me so horribly? I do nothing but bend over backwards for my friends. So please allow me to clear some things up, because this all could simply be another blog all together.<br /><br />1.)If you've ever stood me up without a call or a valid excuse, then I hope you feel real good about yourself.<br /><br />2.)If you've ever accused me of trying to belittle you for being another sexual orientation, I hope you feel justified. Not like I'm transexual and will be met with all sorts of prejudice much worse than your own for the rest of my life. Which, oh yes, means I am allowed to call things GAY if I want to. Live with it. <br /><br />3.)If you've ever said you loved me for who I was, played with my heart and tried to change me in the most painful ways possible. I was not the one who ruined you. YOU did. I hope living with the burden of realization of this is even a fraction of how painful it was to do to me, because I wouldn't wish the rest on anybody.<br /><br />4.)If you've ever played a joke on me where the punchline was one of my best friends severing contact with me, I hope your lives crumble and are left with an emptiness inside that rivals mine. I hope all your romantic relationships are as fleeting and shallow as they can be. I never said anything to any of my friends that wasn't true, especially to their face. If you can't live with it, I guess the problem is with YOUR life, not mine. So I hope you feel real good about yourself for breaking someone's heart who honestly cared about you. <br /><br />5.)If you've ever excused me of being ignorant of another culture or religion. Never have I. Guess that makes you guilty then, doesn't it?<br /><br />6.)If you've ever had a judgemental or condescending thought or feeling about me and was sure that I'd feel it or pick up on it in the way you interacted with me, I guess that makes you the fucker doesn't it?<br /><br />7.)If you've ever refused to listen to me when my advice could've saved you a lot of grief simply because you think I don't know my ass from my elbow. Guess you fucked up, huh?<br /><br />8.)If you've ever made a blog/webpage/whatever about me simply to call me names, lash out at me, feel your justified by being backed up by all your fuck buddie-I mean friends who don't know the history or the truth about anything except for what skewed and ridiculous nonsense you spoon fed them while being a cock tease, then treat me like the world's most awful person when my best friend finds it and tears into you even against my initial wishes. I hope you get pseudo-raped AGAIN! lulz.<br /><br />But anyway, enough of that. Those are for another time I think.<br /><br />I am exhausted of being alone and coming home to nothing. And that's all I'll get into with that for a moment.<br /><br />I am sorry to be so serious and angry and to an extent, EMO OMG WTF?!, but things bother me a little more each day u... ]]></description>
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                <title>Dreams</title>
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                <pubDate>Wed, 11 Apr 2007 00:38:52 PDT</pubDate>
                
                <description><![CDATA[ I'm a big fan of..well..fanart. And though I really do enjoy Kingdom Hearts, I really don't wish to browse through the fanart on here. I'm sure if I typed it into the search, the server would just explode.<br />
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Also, Nightmare Before Christmas needs to no longer be the mandatory favorite movie of the emo nation. Why do fan bases have to ruin the thing that they're so in love with? I want to enjoy the soundtrack without getting pissed that the movie is so obsessed over by a bunch of posers. Grooooaaaaan. Only reason I thought of that was because it was popping up on my iPod..<br />
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Oh! And Dragonball Z! If anyone ever bashes that show to me, prepare for me to defend it. Akira Toriyama is a wonderful, imaginative story teller. I love the show and it is not bad. It was just over done by the fanbase back when it was on Toonami. I refuse to watch GT though, since it's not Akira Toriyama. Bruce Faulconer made a way better score for the show than the original score it had. And unfortunately I MAY just have to drop some hearty cash and buy the whole series. As I require it.<br />
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Anyway..to the dreams..they've been some real doozies lately.<br />
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The other night, the dream was all about this weird town..it wasn't a small town nor was it a city. But just an average town, I guess. In this town, the entire population was experiencing frequent deja vu. This really powerful religious sect sent a "high-ranking" clergyman of sorts to investigate the weird phenomenon. She was a woman, dressed like some sort of nun. It was an old friend of my mother's, who had basically raised me during my more impressionable years(And whom I miss terribly). I was some sort of investigator of spiritual occurences and whatnots, so her and I teamed up to find the reason behind all the deja vu and weird goigs on. She ended up having to leave and head back to the city where her religion was based during the middle of the investigation. So they sent another, younger official in her place. Now this girl was actually someone I went to high school with. A gorgeous Indian girl. I wasn't necessarily friends with her, but we'd wave or share small talk. So I find it odd that she just randomly popped up in my subconscious. Anyway, she had a similar nun like outfit..but it was far more revealing. Showing off most of her back and her stomach, and she was pregnant, VERY pregnant. So her and I became partners to try and solve the mystery. It ended up being, the town was stuck in a cycle where certain events unfold that trigger a massive renewal and reincarnation of the whole town. Starting over again and again and again. But since her and I were in the town, finding this out, we were only part of it. So technically the case never gets documented as being solved. It just starts over again.<br />
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That could actually be a really intriguing story if I wanted to write it..<br />
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The second dream, the one I had last night, is a little crazier. It was me, some people who I didn't really know and some random characters from random stories. We somehow got stuck together in a big group and we had no idea why we were there, but something awful was unfolding and we needed to stop it. For WHATEVER reason, we needed the Dragonballs to do it. lmfao. Ursula from the Little Mermaid was in there, and though she's all evil and crap, she had to join my group to ensure her survival. So we ended up having to fight some goofy enemies, I don't even remember that part..but then things got really dark and one of the really important people in the group was seriously injured and the Grim Reaper himself was coming for her. So we had to actually fight him in the dark like a survival horror game almost. Most of us didn't have special powers and the ones who did were badly injured. So just us normal folk had to fight the Grim Reaper in the dark. So it went from surreal dream to tense nightmare real quick.<br />
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But no Pyramid Head in any dreams lately! Thank God. Though now that I said that, I'm sure he'll make an appearance, along with that crazy female PH he made....long story.<br />
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Anyway, hope to get to writing some summaries soon. I've just felt generally shitty lately. So tired and achey..and my stomach doesn't feel right. Blah..<br /><br /> ]]></description>
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                <title>God</title>
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                <pubDate>Sat, 17 Mar 2007 22:23:37 PDT</pubDate>
                
                <description><![CDATA[ I want to talk about something that I haven't shared with too many people. I had a dream last July, but this wasn't any normal dream. Not by a long shot. In this dream, God herself spoke to me. Now, it sounds crazy from the start, which is very much the reason why I don't share it. Because people would just dismiss it as a dream or simply call me nuts. Hell, some number of centuries ago I would have been burned for saying it. But all in all, nobody would care to believe. Most people would rather say it wasn't God at all just to make themselves feel better.<br />
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So God came to me in a dream. And it wasn't an old man with a flowing, white beard and a white robe, parting the clouds and descending down before me. That's just trife and ridiculous. I had gone to sleep that night, remembering I had to get up early to go somewhere, somewhere very important as going there would provide me with money. I needed said money to visit a very dear friend(which never happened, unfortunately). Though I was in the dream, I was reminding myself of this important engagement that required me to wake up early the next morning. Shortly after the dream began, I had to go to a friend's apartment. I can't remember who the friend was, but the apartment itself was an apartment that I had been to a long long time ago as a child and I really liked it there. The friend said they had to leave, but they wanted me to stay and talk to a friend of theirs. And that's when I saw her.<br />
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She was so incredibly beautiful. She had a very young Tilda Swinton quality..but that's only what it reminded me of, it was just the adrogynous vibe she gave off and her appearance, though it was radiantly beautiful. She was taller than me..but it wasn't noticable when she stood beside me. She wore a horizontally striped sweater and worn out blue jeans. Just looking at her was intense, as it made feelings I've never felt and ones I've long since forgotten swell up inside me. And she wanted to talk to me. She wanted me to tell her about myself and I did. I told her about my interests, my dreams, I told her about people I love and people I simply know. I told her about things I've done and things I'd like to do and I told her about things that have happened to me, both good and terrible. And the conversation seemed to last ages, but it was the type of "Oh this seems like it's taking forever" that also manages to go by too fast and you wish you had more time. I cried during parts of this talk and she held me, and that's when she seemed taller, like a parent holding a child. It was the most comforting, loving, relaxing, and completely safe feeling that I think I'll ever experience. <br />
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When I talked to her, she understood. There was infinite empathy in her deep, deep eyes. I knew that she understood everything I said and meant right even between the lines. She had "gotten me" even before I really opened up. The whole time she knew exactly what to say and though she talked to me, she spoke very little, if not anything at all of herself. I cannot emphasize enough how beautiful she was. It was a beautiful that you simply admire and look at in awe. Never once did I ever compare it to a sexual beauty.<br />
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After I told her a great many things about myself, she said she wanted to show me some things. So she held my hand and the apartment disappeared and I saw a vast, reddened wasteland..a post apocalypse as it were..though this part is hazy..I only remember specific characters that I recognized and they were in a scenario that felt for terrifying to me..and I cannot remember why. I wish I did. After this wasteland scenario, She took me to a huge..mostly empty room, but it was so dark inside..and in the middle was a beautiful raven haired woman..sleeping and suspended in the air behind a prison of lights, and I wanted to save her, but I couldn't. She reminded me of a lot of things, but I couldn't get to her through the light. I didn't have much time to anyway. She brought me back, but outside of the apartment, and she told me that she wanted to go exploring with me. So we walked the streets that I knew and actually got into quite a bit of shenanigans..it was sort of a lame, mediocre adventure, but it was something I've wanted to have again since I was a child. She enjoyed herself so much while we explored the neighborhood with very little concern for consepquence. But sadly, the sun rose in my dream and she told me she had to go. And I was beyond heart broken, I didn't want her to leave. And before she left, and this is the only thing I remember clearly enough to quote. "Be happy." She smiled, eyes and all. She smiled and told me to simply be happy. That was her message and with that, I woke up to the rising sun.<br />
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I don't care if anyone reading this thinks it was just a dream. I really don't give a shit what you think, because I know what I felt and what I saw. I never remember my dreams. The only time I come close is when... ]]></description>
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                <title>Rain Strife and black guy</title>
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                <pubDate>Thu, 08 Feb 2007 13:20:16 PST</pubDate>
                
                <description><![CDATA[ <a href="http://rainstrife.ytmnd.com/">[link]</a><br />
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So amazing. That's SO bad that I refuse to accept that it's real.<br />
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"Son of a sandworm"? Way to change Kefka's most popular line of dialogue in the entire game, Square.<br /><br /> ]]></description>
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                <title>Ranting and Raving</title>
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                <pubDate>Fri, 02 Feb 2007 19:03:03 PST</pubDate>
                
                <description><![CDATA[ Ok, people. It's come to this. I honestly have gotten so irritated that I now must write a journal that not even many people will read in the first place simply to bitch about how much this community needs a slap in the face, or a kick in the pants, whatever works best.<br />
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Now, I've bumped into my fair share of Kingdom Hearts fanart, Hell, I've favorited a whole mess of it. I adore the franchise, they are amazing games. I mean, obviously, I was going on and on about my idea for a possible fanfic in my last journal entry. So just that you know I am a huge fan of the series before I go into a trance here and bitch for about an hour nonstop.<br />
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People..if you're reading this..and you have ever drawn the SquareEnix characters of Kingdom Hearts in a sexual situation or even just in a mind numbingly stupid situation that has nothing to do with anything then here we go...<br />
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FUCKING KNOCK IT OFF! WHAT THE FUCK IS YOUR PROBLEM?! FOR THE LOVE OF CHRIST, YOU HAVE TO BE KIDDING ME! YOU ARE AN IDIOT AND SOCIETY NEEDS TO BRUTALLY LACERATE YOU IN THE WORST FASHION POSSIBLE SO YOUR BRAIN CAN SUBCONSCIOUSLY ASSOCIATE KINGDOM HEARTS HENTAI WITH "OH NO, DANGER!". GODDAMN IT!<br />
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Yes, we have a problem in this lovely community of DeviantArt, just as society in general has a problem, idiots. Oh my God, soooo many idiots. It's amazing, if man was not the dominant species on the planet and we had to fight to survive on a daily basis like the rest of the life on this planet, all the idiots I'm sure would be weeded out and we wouldn't have to deal with them.<br />
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Now, I'm not very bright. I have no idea how my computer works, it might as well be magic for all I know. I can't do simple math to save my life, when I try to express my serious thoughts and feelings into words I always fuck it up some how. So I am not winning any "Einstein of the Year" awards. But I at least have the good goddamn decency to NOT be, here it comes, a Japanophile. Oh my dear, sweet, gentle, baby Jesus. If there is something in this world that is worse than a Japanophile I have not found it.<br />
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Apparently, when you're a Japanophile, that immediately makes you gay or bisexual. Confused? Whoa there, Cletus, put down that shotgun, they're not REALLY gay, it's just part of the way of a Japanophile..I guess..Case in point, constant yaoi and yuri. I can tell by the look on your face, Journal, that you don't know these words..and why should you? It's not like you've taken Japanese to travel the world, or move there permanently for a business opportunity...oh no, you live in America, so clearly, all you know is English..and a few words of Spanish. So obviously you SHOULDN'T speak every other word in your sentence like you're so fluent in Japanese that it all comes out as if it was one language..both English and Japanese..right...? I mean, why would some one do that? I...I'm not sure either, Journal...I just don't know. Maybe we should ask a Japanophile why they do it, because, clearly we're dumbasses for not knowing Japanese, at least, that's how I get treated when I ask for a translation. How dare I not know the language of a country that I'll most likely never go to. God should just smite me where I sit.<br />
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This rant, my lovely friend, Mr. Journal..was inspired by a rather absurd finding in the popular section of DA. Now, I've gotten used to finding nothing but shitty or stupid fanart for mostly anime'...Oh what's anime'? Why, those're TV shows from Japan. Now now, before you judge, Journal, a lot of them are really good shows..but most of the popular ones aren't...Don't ask me why, I guess people love garbage...Anyway, I'd gotten used to finding shitty anime fanart and gratuitous shots of naked women that are far more just pornographic than actually art, which is fine I guess, but Jesus people..uh, shame? But there was one piece in particular that caught my eye..A comic that displayed Sora(the main character of Kingdom Hearts) and Axel(Yes, the guy with the red hair and the black coat you see everywhere on here. Yeah, I know you never played KH2 journal, but I guess everyone should know by now where he's from since he's fucking EVERYWHERE.) and Axel, apparently was eating ice cream or a popsicle or something, and Sora wanted one, and Axel replied he didn't have one. Sora then says something in Japanese, which would, I presume, be something about him being upset or saddened at the lack of said frozen treats. I honestly couldn't tell because his face was drawn to be annoyingly cute and the same expression for the entire comic strip, and the lack of details only worsened it. Now..this particular "piece" has over a hundred favorites...Over one hundred favorites. If that were dollars, this person could have gotten one hundred cheeseburgers, Journal.<br />
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What? You don't understand the favorites system? Well let me explain..when someone favorites something, that means that they appare... ]]></description>
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                <title>At least it wasn't a sodomy iron. LMAO KNOW WHAT I</title>
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                <pubDate>Thu, 25 Jan 2007 21:37:41 PST</pubDate>
                
                <description><![CDATA[ So I moved and it rules. It rules HARD! So much more space, my aunt and uncle are way cooler than my parents. I honestly don't know how I managed to not go criminally insane while living st the other house. Maybe I did..Oooooo...<br />
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Ok, so..I still haven't written anything. SHUT UP! GET OFF MY BACK! I've been kicking around ideas for how my magnum opus should start..perhaps I'll whip those up..or at least post some rough drafts and have people decide on what concept they like best..I don't know yet. We'll see.<br />
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Speaking of writing..I have an idea. Now, this idea..is a fanfiction. But not just any fanfiction..a Kingdom Hearts fanfiction. Ok, wait a second there, chief! Before you shoot yourself in the f*cking face, hear me out. I want to take it back to its roots and make it more like the first game. What with a dastardly coalition of villains bent on all sorts of mischief and chaos of a most intense nature. So here's what I got cooking...A Who Framed Roger Rabbit? world, a Hunchback of Notre Dame world, A James and the Giant Peach world, A Chronicles of Narnia world,a Nausicaa and the Valley of the Wind world, and I know these next two aren't Disney, but cram it because these will make amazing worlds..Twice Upon a Time and The Yellow Submarine. Can't you imagine how sweet that would be?! Finally, a battle with Judge Claude Frollo..Eddie Valient in the party in a fight against Judge Doom..The Chief Blue Meanie commanding Heartless?! TOO SWEET FOR WORDS!! Not to mention, can you imagine Sora, Donald, and Goofy sporting some psychedlic band uniforms while in Pepperland? Um, amazing. And they'd totally be in Lumage animation for the Twice Upon a Time world. So here's the deal. This coalition of evil-doers will consist of Judge Doom, Aunt Spiker and Aunt Sponge(They totally don't fit but that's what makes them being in this assembly so freaking great.) Judge Claude Frollo, Jadis the Ice Witch, Synonamess Botch, The Chief Blue Meanie, Kushana, Kefka(That's right THE Kefka, he's too great to not be in this assembly. Which yes, that would mean there's a FFVI style world), Pete, and Maleficent. Now if this isn't anywhere close to awesome, I have no idea what is. I'm really excited to try and fiddle with this. I just don't know where to pick it up from..between KH1 and KH2? After KH2? What do you people think? Because I'm stumped. Man beginnings are not my forte'. lol.<br />
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I recently found a work on here of the Deadly Viper Assassination Squad or whatever they were called in Kill Bill, and the artist gave credit to Buena Vista. Does Buena Vista own Kill Bill? If so, I totally contemplated a Kill Bill world in this KH fanfiction..but that's rather ridiculous. lol. Awesome, but way out there. But not as ridiculous as a Big Lebowski world like me and a friend of mine thought up. We totally came up with a concept for it too. The Dude would be in your party, Jesus would be the world's villain, the Heartless would be nihilist Germans and the Keyblade would totally have an image of a bowling ball and an image of a White Russian on it. Just the keyblade alone almost makes  me want to use that. But I want to be KIND of legit with it. OH AND NO WORRIES, FOLKS! I DON'T PLAN ON USING ANY YAOI! Because Jesus fucking Christ we have enough Kingdom Hearts gayness on this site already. Am I right?<br />
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Anyway, that's all I have on my mind right now. lol<br />
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By the way, if you've never seen Twice Upon a Time...Get off your ass.<br /><br /> ]]></description>
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                <title>Hangover</title>
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                <pubDate>Thu, 14 Dec 2006 21:43:26 PST</pubDate>
                
                <description><![CDATA[ So, yesterday was my 21st birthday and oh boy, did I get hammered. A few of my friends had a little party for me and one of them kept handing me beers..I think he was getting his revenge for the time he was having a bad trip and I made him think I was the devil. But anyway, I get drunk, passed out, woke up to vomit, and all day I've been hungover. And guess who probably won't be drinking beer again for a loooong time. Me, baby. Me.<br />
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I want to write, I want to write my story SO bad, but a beginning just won't come to me. It's agonizing. I want to share it, I want the masses to read it and my extension understand me a bit more. But alas, I can't muster the motivation to work on it. I think about it all day and night, but when I have free time, I distract myself with other things simply because the lack of a beginning discourages me so much.<br />
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I'm thinking about posting summaries of my characters at least, and see how that goes. <br />
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Been playing a lot of Legend of Mana and poke'mon lately..gotta' love those games.<br />
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Come January, I'm finally moving! Granted..it's into my aunt and uncle's place, but they want to help me way more than my actual parents do. Plus, I'll have more space, and I do love to decorate.. Anyway, I'm excited.<br /><br /> ]]></description>
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                <title>Captain's Log</title>
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                <pubDate>Mon, 23 Jan 2006 19:42:17 PST</pubDate>
                
                <description><![CDATA[ Though I've had this thing for a while now, I have not been compelled to post in it until recently. So out of inspiration made manifest from boredom..I shall post journal entries.<br />
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Work wasn't all that bad today. The owner, Douchey McDouchenheimer, has really been cracking down on me for my hair, telling me to cut it. That's a big no no with me. I cut it once for the job, that's good enough. I keep it clean, it's not in any outlandish styles like a mohawk, and it isn't an eye catching color. It's just fine. So I refuse to cut it, he can suck a smug lemon.<br />
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I need to cut back on eBay, lol. I just buy stuff with the money I'm trying to save in an attempt to fill the void. And sure, it works for a little while, but it quickly fades. I spent half a month's wages on various items, though wonderfully awesome, will be of little use to me as I try to move out on my own. lol. But oh well, I guess I need the emotional pick me up at the moment.<br />
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I whole heartedly apologize for not having written anything, that's what this account was originally for. That awful writer's block. I can think of a million and one ideas for a story, except the one where in the story actually starts..that idea always eludes me. There's always inspiration for the story itself, but never a motivation to write it. I guess I just think I'm a terrible writer.<br />
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I had to help my friend Brandon out through some emotional problems. Though I call him a friend, we barely are, we're just close acquaintances, we rarely see eachother. If we do, it's only because we bump into eachother at a store or something. He's going through similar problems I have, so I can relate, but I have a heck of a time comforting people I'm not close to and it makes it fifty times harder when they're male.<br />
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Been playing Super Mario 64 DS recently...Nintendo, for whatever reason, thought it was a fantastic idea to port the game that started three dimensional control without an analogue stick, but rather a D-pad. Awesome, way to go, Nintendo. Way to stay ahead of the game. Don't get me wrong, Nintendo's a fantastic company, I'm just still really sore at them for their whole Mother shenanigans. <br />
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Anyway, I really have nothing much to say..I rambled about nothing for a while. But it relieved the boredom. ]]></description>
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