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spiderpigRain is like heaven's flower petals cascading down upon us.
Esther's recent post about the kabuki documentary launched this idea into my head. I'm eternally grateful to Esther's sms-alert regarding the kabuki documentary - I'm alienated from TV so much that I don't really know what's on other than cliched Chinese dramas and retarded shows like Girl on Girl. Watching the documentary was a refreshing change from whatever and whereever I was.
Rain is both like the peony and sakura,disbursingdispersing themselves upon ('upon' seems to be the only word elegant enough for flowers) the earth. You have tiny droplets, feather rain, that gently caresses everything it touches - much like sakura. Back in April, standing in the falling sakura petals as they swirled around us in a mini-tornado, it was like standing in a drizzle back home. The only difference was that your physical self would never get wet from sakura blossoms, unlike when rain touches you. Your soul is drenched in sakura essence. I don't know how to put it in words, but when you are showered with sakura, there is that innately wondrous and incomparable clench at your heart. Forget the saying about how sad you would feel because the sakura's life is fleeting - a mere resemblance of what life really is - it is something... something that grabs your heart (you know that feeling, every one has had it before) and makes you go "ah.".
Then again, rain is like the peony wilting - as described by Tamasaburo Bando, it falls down with something of a thud - a heroic gesture of the flower in its last moments. When rain pelts down, hitting you with its large droplets, it reminds me of being drowned by peonies. Wouldn't the sudden demise of the peony be much more sad, much more impactful than the gradual demise of the sakura? Perhaps it has to do with an individual's philosophy in life. On the other hand, modern sakura could be classified under 'unpredictability', from when it actually starts to bloom and when the blooms will actually all be gone - perhaps this is what people are actually feeling?
P.S :D Esther! I think Arts Central didn't cut it off? I have a vague memory of it being broadcasted?You should get a comment box or tagboard so I can comment on your blog directly! Haha.
, I find it positively sad that I find Japanese (and to a large extent conversational Chinese, but not as much.) such a poetic language. Shouldn't I be embracing my first language and mother tongue, instead of this completely foreign language?
Yet to call it completely foreign is exaggeration on my part. I have had touch and go situations with the language from birth. It's an odd relationship, something like a dysfunctional parent-child dynamic. The first thing I ever watched in Japanese was either Urusei Yatsura or Mermaid Saga (both by Rumiko Takahashi, for some reason) when I was in kindergarten. Yes, really disturbing that a toddler was watching Lum jump around in her tiger-skin bikini and people hunting mermaid flesh. No wonder I turned out slightly weird. Then there was my paternal aunt and my maternal uncle who both spent relatively long lengths of time (there is something wrong with this sentence, I know it) in Japan, bringing me back stories about life there. To a 5 year old child weaned on Disney and Rumiko Takahashi, their daily life there just entranced me.
My first trip to Japan was in 1992 I think. I was only 4 or 5. We went to Disney Land. I only remember Disney Land, and the Dumbo ride, and the spinning teacups amongst the whirl of pastel coloured rides; sitting by an apartment window (it was round, and white) and staring out at all the beautifully lighted skyscrapers and moving headlights of cars and traffic lights. People were friendly. I remember being taught arigatou which became a catchphrase of mine for the next few years, by a friendly Japanese woman. The way the word rolled off my tongue - how I struggled to properly pronounce it as "arigatou" instead of "aligatou" as my childish verbal skills would make me. Even now, there are times when that childhood habit of replacing 'r' with an 'l' creeps back and I'm chatised by curious glances.
After that, there was a brief hiatus... Whatever contact I had with Japanese culture was mainly through food and the occasional souvenier brought back from far away.
And then there was Sailor Moon. :D()() TBC, because it's late and I'm tired, and this blog post is being typed out in random parts.
Ouendan 2 is extremely addictive despite it frustrating me to no ends. If you see me around the campus, give me a poke so I'll let you have a sample of how awesome it is! I've just managed to run through the whole game on Easy mode so it's off to increase rankings for certain songs before I start on Normal mode. The last level on Easy was insanely hard at first, and I kept on dying until I switched the music down and just focused on looking at the anal circles closing in. Rhythm sadly, has nearly nothing to do with the game at times because they tend to suddenly go and follow something really weird - like the guitar riffs instead of the beat which is DISTRACTING!!!
I WILL GET GLAMOUROUS SKY UNLOCKED!!! Only because I had a great experience playing it on Guitarfreaks and I'd like to see how they adapted it a DS rhythm game.
So Bandai's venturing into the apparel business now (news via Dannychoo.com)
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chirachira
GOOD GOD. FINAL FANTASY TACTICS! IS QUITE AWESOME?
Plus, FFVII Crisis Core has a limited edition PSP which is looking VERY TEMPTING.
Yes, I like limited edition things. :x
And I like excuses to get the PSP.
In other news, I had created quite a ... 'sensation' of sorts at the CCA fair on my matriculation day. It involved grown men jumping in the air and shouting with happiness (joy might be a little exaggerated here) when I quipped "So do you guys have any vacancies for a baritone saxophonist?". HAHAHA. I HAVE NEVER BEEN SO SOUGHT AFTER IN MY LIFE WOW. Then the wind symphony caught wind (ouch bad pun attack!) of my presence and asked me to sign up too. GASP. I LOVE YOU BARITONE SAXOPHONE?
It's better to be a rare, individual and appreciated by the right people - then be rather.... well, cardboard-ish and loved by all.
Next post will either be about games or about anime/manga (I've got some things to say about the whole 'so will you hold your head high and introduce yourself as someone who watches anime' and the 'ANIMEROXXORZ IT IS FOR ADULTZZ' issue.). In any case, they'll be extremely ego-inflating and purely for my self-indulgence only. :D
Esther's recent post about the kabuki documentary launched this idea into my head. I'm eternally grateful to Esther's sms-alert regarding the kabuki documentary - I'm alienated from TV so much that I don't really know what's on other than cliched Chinese dramas and retarded shows like Girl on Girl. Watching the documentary was a refreshing change from whatever and whereever I was.
Rain is both like the peony and sakura,
Then again, rain is like the peony wilting - as described by Tamasaburo Bando, it falls down with something of a thud - a heroic gesture of the flower in its last moments. When rain pelts down, hitting you with its large droplets, it reminds me of being drowned by peonies. Wouldn't the sudden demise of the peony be much more sad, much more impactful than the gradual demise of the sakura? Perhaps it has to do with an individual's philosophy in life. On the other hand, modern sakura could be classified under 'unpredictability', from when it actually starts to bloom and when the blooms will actually all be gone - perhaps this is what people are actually feeling?
P.S :D Esther! I think Arts Central didn't cut it off? I have a vague memory of it being broadcasted?
, I find it positively sad that I find Japanese (and to a large extent conversational Chinese, but not as much.) such a poetic language. Shouldn't I be embracing my first language and mother tongue, instead of this completely foreign language?
Yet to call it completely foreign is exaggeration on my part. I have had touch and go situations with the language from birth. It's an odd relationship, something like a dysfunctional parent-child dynamic. The first thing I ever watched in Japanese was either Urusei Yatsura or Mermaid Saga (both by Rumiko Takahashi, for some reason) when I was in kindergarten. Yes, really disturbing that a toddler was watching Lum jump around in her tiger-skin bikini and people hunting mermaid flesh. No wonder I turned out slightly weird. Then there was my paternal aunt and my maternal uncle who both spent relatively long lengths of time (there is something wrong with this sentence, I know it) in Japan, bringing me back stories about life there. To a 5 year old child weaned on Disney and Rumiko Takahashi, their daily life there just entranced me.
My first trip to Japan was in 1992 I think. I was only 4 or 5. We went to Disney Land. I only remember Disney Land, and the Dumbo ride, and the spinning teacups amongst the whirl of pastel coloured rides; sitting by an apartment window (it was round, and white) and staring out at all the beautifully lighted skyscrapers and moving headlights of cars and traffic lights. People were friendly. I remember being taught arigatou which became a catchphrase of mine for the next few years, by a friendly Japanese woman. The way the word rolled off my tongue - how I struggled to properly pronounce it as "arigatou" instead of "aligatou" as my childish verbal skills would make me. Even now, there are times when that childhood habit of replacing 'r' with an 'l' creeps back and I'm chatised by curious glances.
After that, there was a brief hiatus... Whatever contact I had with Japanese culture was mainly through food and the occasional souvenier brought back from far away.
And then there was Sailor Moon. :D()() TBC, because it's late and I'm tired, and this blog post is being typed out in random parts.
Ouendan 2 is extremely addictive despite it frustrating me to no ends. If you see me around the campus, give me a poke so I'll let you have a sample of how awesome it is! I've just managed to run through the whole game on Easy mode so it's off to increase rankings for certain songs before I start on Normal mode. The last level on Easy was insanely hard at first, and I kept on dying until I switched the music down and just focused on looking at the anal circles closing in. Rhythm sadly, has nearly nothing to do with the game at times because they tend to suddenly go and follow something really weird - like the guitar riffs instead of the beat which is DISTRACTING!!!
I WILL GET GLAMOUROUS SKY UNLOCKED!!! Only because I had a great experience playing it on Guitarfreaks and I'd like to see how they adapted it a DS rhythm game.
So Bandai's venturing into the apparel business now (news via Dannychoo.com)
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chirachiraGOOD GOD. FINAL FANTASY TACTICS! IS QUITE AWESOME?
Plus, FFVII Crisis Core has a limited edition PSP which is looking VERY TEMPTING.
Yes, I like limited edition things. :x
And I like excuses to get the PSP.
In other news, I had created quite a ... 'sensation' of sorts at the CCA fair on my matriculation day. It involved grown men jumping in the air and shouting with happiness (joy might be a little exaggerated here) when I quipped "So do you guys have any vacancies for a baritone saxophonist?". HAHAHA. I HAVE NEVER BEEN SO SOUGHT AFTER IN MY LIFE WOW. Then the wind symphony caught wind (ouch bad pun attack!) of my presence and asked me to sign up too. GASP. I LOVE YOU BARITONE SAXOPHONE?
It's better to be a rare, individual and appreciated by the right people - then be rather.... well, cardboard-ish and loved by all.
Next post will either be about games or about anime/manga (I've got some things to say about the whole 'so will you hold your head high and introduce yourself as someone who watches anime' and the 'ANIMEROXXORZ IT IS FOR ADULTZZ' issue.). In any case, they'll be extremely ego-inflating and purely for my self-indulgence only. :D
