Random Thoughts: The Next Mutation

@PureElegance : Your fan dance was delightful!

@faith : it is sad that Visual Kei has disappointed so many fans, if not all...

Oh? That's interesting. I think our reasons were a little specific to be honest. But why do other people end up disappointed? I demand details! (please)

faith wrote:

But like, true gossip

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This whole night was spent consoling and advising a friend from Shanghai who broke up with her boyfriend last weekend. We had a group of four consoling her and helping her deal with his texts. We were truly acting like GURLZ and I couldn't believe it. We were analyzing everything like crazy and wailing over our love woes.

One thing happened after another and I ended up in that situation, haha. It was really spontaneous! So much for writing my essay tonight haha.


Something very strange happened in the meantime though. I was already feeling confused with something that happened earlier, and then this gave me more confusion. It was very strange. One image stuck in my mind though. Strickland demanded getting food with a friend, stood up, and proceeded to walk out the door without saying goodbye to anyone. It was strange. The small party immediately disintegrated and everyone started to leave as well right after him, as if it was all over because he left.

I'm not sure why, but for some reason I left a few seconds later. Out in the hall, I looked back into the room and I saw the girl whose room we were all in. I wanted to observe her for a moment. She was picking up the cups and everything alone and in silence. I'm not sure why, but I felt sympathy towards her, even though I was slightly annoyed with her at the same time. Perhaps because I feel as if I've been there, in that position, before. For some reason I felt as if that image of her, it could have been anyone maybe, represented something to me. Instead of saying thank you for having us, I only asked where the garbage was, and I left and joined everyone in the elevator.

PureElegance wrote:

We were analyzing everything like crazy and wailing over our love woes.

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Well thank god we weren't doing that XD

I...didn't understand what was going on in the rest of your post.
I guess I'll have to try to catch you on FB
This sounds like an only partial story of something that might make sense with the whole story...but you DID get to see Strickland.

It's too bad VNV Nation doesn't have female vocals.
And One isn't bad though...

faith wrote:

Well thank god we weren't doing that

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I know it sounded silly before, but I wasn't having a great time. We told her not to respond to his first arrogant text, but she did, and it went on forever. I saw her making the same mistakes I made and I felt stressed out. She's cried every night over him and I can't even imagine her sad. She was like my older sister in Shanghai, always peppy and silly, and seeing an inkling of her sadness was bad enough. It was good to be there for her though.

Of course I saw him I just left him five minutes ago and what a thrill has returned to my life. But I feel better not guilting myself over doing these little things and actually not obsess over the LSAT. After our run across campus I took a walk around the park, listening to Funeral March of a Marionette, and thinking, "Life is strange." I thought about all the people I've met, how they seem to be characters out of a book instead of people I know in real life.

I didn't like how rude he was, it was her party, but it was over quickly and I didn't say anything once we left. When I saw her by herself cleaning up, it brought back all these memories, haha. One was how Strickland was singing a duet with a girl in love with him. It was kind of sad. We all knew he was acting on stage, but she looked as if she believed everything he sung. She looked so moved, completely fixated on him, and I felt this pang of pity and so did everyone else. I know what that's like and it's not a good feeling!

I'm going to a comedy show on Saturday night and YAY I'm looking forward to it

EDIT: I wrote that hours ago and now I'm contemplating life with a friend at the park. XD We sat there in mostly silence for an hour!

Life's way to short to cry over men. Well...I mean for some people.
My life kinda drags on but I'm still not about to cry over some dude lol

Did you hear about the plans for moon colonization?
They wanted to send only women up there, and control the births to produce only female babies because men were deemed 'not really necessary'.
You know, artificial insemenation.
The Republicans didn't like that though because they would have all ended up being lesbians.

It got me thinking.
Technically we really only need dude sperm to perpetuate the human race, not dudes.
Like what if some day women took over the world and only had a predetermined number of male babies, and then put them on "man farms" to harvest their sperm?
We could so do that some day. It would so be feasible and funny XD

But I have a lot of close guy friends so I don't think I'd like that.
...SO BORED AT WORK.

I guess the underlying moral of the story here is to keep me occupied huh.

faith wrote:

Like what if some day women took over the world and only had a predetermined number of male babies, and then put them on "man farms" to harvest their sperm?

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Do they at least still harvest it the old-fashioned way?

I was thinking something like those tubes they use to milk cows.

Don't worry though. They'd be given TV and video games.

faith wrote:

Did you hear about the plans for moon colonization?
They wanted to send only women up there, and control the births to produce only female babies because men were deemed 'not really necessary'..

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That's a common anime premise...

Yeah but it's also really real:

http://en.wikipedia.org/wiki/Space_colonization

faith wrote:

Life's way to short to cry over men. Well...I mean for some people.
My life kinda drags on but I'm still not about to cry over some dude lol

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Oh come on, you know my life isn't a drag, but I don't think you can really control your emotions sometimes, especially when you care about someone. You know how much I used to cry every day last year. The only time I could really do it was in the middle of the night or if I went to a park and sat down by myself. At the end though I didn't care and was bawling in Times Square with my friend on the phone and all, "I WANT TO FUCKING GET OUT OF THIS COUNTRY. I HATE EVERYTHING. HOLY SHIT. I WANT TO LAUGH AGAIN."

Anyhoo, her breakup had to do with his traditional mindset (his family is a traditional Korean one) and he was going overboard. It was interesting and some of the things he did made me gag. She misses him every day though. It's sad to see someone going down the same road and you can't do much about it other than stay there.

I had the most wonderful dream this morning, mind if I share? I'm not sure why I had it at this point. It was better than my recent nightmares, one of which was a man looming over my bed (I actually screamed!), and another in which I was diagnosed with breast cancer.

It was really detailed! I was with my Shanghai friends and we were abroad again, but in another country that was never revealed. We had just arrived and were checking out our rooms. I walked around the dim hallways, the beds were different sizes, but all with the same light black comforter. When it was night time, a projection of the stars and planets and solar systems would appear on the ceiling to help us sleep. Each person had a personalized projection, I saw many different kinds, so I checked out mine. It was a light blue planet moving around alone and it had neon blue rings. I was completely fascinated. My bed was a great size too!

My phone rings and it's Strickland, and he says that a girl from my high school wants to see me. I'm wondering how she's even there with us, what a blast from the past! Then he puts FaceTime on his phone, and shows me himself with many of my friends, like Elissa and Tiana, and they're saying, "Hurry up and come here, Adela!" I say okay. I bump into that girl on the way and we catch up. It's surreal.

I make it to where my friends are and I sit with them for a while, talking about I'm not sure what. Then Strickland says that he wants to show me his room, since he's an RA again he gets a special one. He leads me to his dim room, which is huge! I was amazed at the high ceilings especially. All the furniture and decorations were in shades of red and black and shiny grey mannequins wearing the best Calvin Klein clothing and suits were displayed. Beautiful men's shirts were on the walls, also displayed. I said, "My dad would love this!" I walk to some dark wooden drawers and sitting on it is golden framed group picture of us at Yangzhou, similar to this one:
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I knew it was Yangzhou because of my outfit, one I'm never going to wear again. Every outfit was special now. I said, "Oh, you had this framed!" He said, "Of course." I realized that I hadn't given any of my pictures nice frames. Other pictures of us were there too and I moved on to the bed. It was quite fluffy and I put my head on the pillow. It was so comfortable! Strickland said if I wanted to move in I could, and I laughed. I got up and he twirled me around the room, and we walked out to join everyone else.

Meanwhile, "Cinderella's Waltz" was playing throughout it all: http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=PbnFOS-lI1U

There was a wide, long, cream-colored stone bridge we were crossing. The other side had some tropical trees, but far away. We couldn't really tell what was there from where we were. Strickland takes candid pictures of all of us with a fancy camera as we're walking over, and I notice I'm not taking any pictures. I'm walking with Laura and Ting Ting, laughing and very excited, by some wooden benches and tables on the right side of the bridge.

All of a sudden, someone pops out in front of me. It was Raquel, one of my elementary school friends who I haven't seen in years. I was shocked! Then Natalie, another elementary school friend, walked out and hugged me too. I couldn't believe it. Then Kristin, my closest elementary school friend, came out and I gave her the biggest hug, squealing, "KRISTIN!!" I hadn't seen these people in years. I also saw Philipp, from elementary school (my "love of my life" at the time, haha), with his father, lighting a cigarette. I introduced them to my Shanghai friends and they started laughing, getting to know each other at the bridge. I thought, "I've come full circle!" and joined in conversation, with "Cinderella's Waltz" getting louder. Then I woke up.

It was so nice. After doing my homework with Strickland, I left and put on "Cinderella's Waltz" and took a long walk around the park before getting back to work. ^^~

If life was only video games and ejaculation...

Yeah see? I'm a friggin genius.

So I went to check Juka/Shaura's blog to prove to Hanachan that he quit vis kei and got a real job...and it's full of pictures of fish.
Like, a homage to fish he caught. He also said he used to work in a lure shop before joining MDM, and that when he was a teenager he had to chose between music and becoming a professional fisherman.
It's kinda funny all in all. I can picture bangya going to his blog and being like "dude, what is this?"
Like, somehow that seems like a Juka thing to do, to turn his vis kei blog into a fishing blog though.
I dunno. It's weird, but I guess it's kinda fun to see what he's really like.

There was this one really depressing entry where he talked about how his life's sucked for the past six years and he can't seem to do anything right :/
Again...not...something I would have posted there but...ah well.
It's kind of a bummer things didn't work out for him. I was hoping he'd end up happy.

faith wrote:

He also said he used to work in a lure shop before joining MDM

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Before he decided that the real money was in luring women, not fish?
Spoiler alert: maybe the real money WAS in luring fish XD

I wonder what all his rugged, windblown, taciturn fisherman friends thought when he decided to go off and join the circus.
"..... You heard about that boy?"
"..... Hrrrmmmmm."

faith wrote:

Yeah see? I'm a friggin genius.

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Men aren't all bad! Gosh The guy in question doesn't seem to be awful, but... sexist in a bad way. She tried changing a bit for him, but it was going overboard. I can enjoy some things (I sometimes feel like I'm in the 1950s with Swanson), but he was limiting her behavior, ways she could have fun, and it was getting unreasonable. Then he said he was being "liberal" with her and would get extremely upset, reminding her of her father and scaring her.

They're trying to work it out so we'll see how it ends. I don't know him well to give an opinion. The one time I spoke to him I was repeatedly interrupted by Strickland so... he seemed okay? A friend also "accidentally" cheated on her boyfriend with a Shanghai pengyou at a party, making out with him while drunk. Oh God, I couldn't believe it. XD

I'm a giant nerd, but I was wondering about gardens. In my 20th Century Chinese Literature class, we were going over Chapter 3 of "Tales of Hulan River" by Xiao Hong, one of China's first feminist writers. She had a miserable life, was always beaten by her parents, was abandoned (once while she was pregnant, and gave birth to a stillborn) and abused by her husbands, had to escape arranged marriage and the Japanese army several times by traveling across China, and she finished this book shortly before she died at the age of 30 in 1942. The Japanese had just taken over Hong Kong, where she was dying in a hospital. It's about her hometown, everything that she could remember. Chapter 5 was horrific.


Chapter 3 describes her childhood days of happiness playing in the garden with her grandfather, the only one who really loved her. It's the only happy chapter in the book. My professor asked, what it is about the garden that made her happy. I immediately thought of Dream of Red Mansions and how many of the really good/interesting times had were in the garden. No one else read the book so only my professor knew what I was talking about. We talked about suicide by throwing oneself into a well, and I thought of that book again. Back to gardens. My professor said in Chinese literature and life, the gardens were an escape from social norms and were purposely made to be less structured and more "wild." I've heard this before.

I wondered if local, smaller parks can count as gardens in a way. I thought of US parks and Chinese parks. A friend of mine wrote a paper comparing the two. I compared Changfeng Park and Washington Square Park in my head as I walked. Changfeng Park had hills to climb, a large lake, winding paths, hidden pagodas/seating areas, small bridges, and at night lit up in wonderful, bright colors which reflected on the lake, trees, and streams. I remembered Laura and I pedal boating, believing we were on a voyage, Corinne and I exploring the forest areas, following narrow mud trails, and climbing rocks (and how afraid I was!), and hopping across small stones over a pond with Strickland, with old people hopping behind us (and how afraid I was!) People's Park was also wild, even though it had an amusement park and museums. You couldn't easily find them. Maybe Central Park is the closest thing to this type of "escape"?

Ge Garden in Yangzhou belonged to a rich family, and each section of their huge garden was made to resemble a season. It was awesome because they even had rock puzzle areas you could climb into and figure out how to get out of. Even our gardens on campus were "wild."

Just things I think about on my spare time

I'm stuck home tonight because of my stupid fountain of a nose

But at least I got this picture of my little ones;
http://img826.imageshack.us/img826/6996/b5oc.jpg

After that I accidentally left some tukey out. Michan got into the bag, pulled out a piece, and was running around the appartment with it hanging out of her mouth growling XD
Ah I looooove my kitties!

EDIT: Mana would probably appreciate this:
http://imgur.com/jq74DzT

faith wrote:

I'm stuck home tonight because of my stupid fountain of a nose

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I have a cold too and remember how I commented on your status how I was going to have oodles of fun tonight? Well I didn't, so you're better off than I am now *sniff*.

I sort of wish I hadn't gone. While at the center taking my practice LSAT, towards the end I daydreamed about my outfit, the jewelry I was going to wear, and sung all these songs in my head. I didn't do so well this time, haha.

In the end I was walking around campus at night by myself, on the phone with my friend, telling her how I don't "believe" anymore. She said, "Oh my gosh no!! You're like Cinderella with her dress all ripped up crying at the fountain saying you don't believe in your dreams anymore." ...

As I was walking away from Union Square, some guy passed me and whispered in my ear, "Hello beautiful." Ugh, I felt like screaming, "STFU!" but alas, I was on the phone.

Then I was walking home, feeling nostalgic, when I bumped into a friend who I hadn't seen in a couple of years. She's taking the LSATs too and was gloating over her practice scores, which will always be better than mine, and I thought, "I DON'T NEED THIS NOW!" It wasn't an awful night, but I donno, it was fine.

You know the song "My Favorite Things" from The Sound of Music? I was listening to the adorable cover by Diana Vickers, but I don't know how remembering your favorite things makes you happier. Remembering makes me more depressed during these times Especially the line, "Snowflakes that stay on my nose and eyelashes/Silver white winters that melt into springs." I remember waking up one day in Shanghai and looking out my window to see snow on all the rooftops. It was still snowing! It was as if I had never seen snow before, I put on my red coat and boots, took my trusty umbrella, and left to buy steamed buns.

PureElegance wrote:

As I was walking away from Union Square, some guy passed me and whispered in my ear, "Hello beautiful." Ugh, I felt like screaming, "STFU!" but alas, I was on the phone.

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I would have freaking killed that guy.

I would too...god.

You guys have NO APPRECIATION OF CAT CUTENESS.
None. Y'all suck.

just in case there was a problem with the link here
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faith wrote:

It got me thinking.
Technically we really only need dude sperm to perpetuate the human race, not dudes.

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actually, artificial insemination is possible by using DNA from ANY cell. it doesn't have to be sperm. what we do need is a real female egg cell, and a real female body to carry it to term.