Amë

  




- The House at Pooh Corner, A. A. Milne, ed. EGMONT (~13€)
- The Annoted Wind in the Willows, Kenneth Grahame, ed. NORTON (~41€)
- The Arabian Nights, Tales of 1001 Nights,
ed Penguin Classics, deluxe limited edition (~133€) [sold out, I believe =( ]
- the cristal bear pendant by Vivienne Westwood. (~200€)
- those Guess sunglasses I saw today (Nov. 28th ; 99€)
- a prince charming ( RUKA would be perfect for the job •ω• )
- MONEY. To get all those things above.
(can't go to Japan and fetch Satoru without a penny, can I ? xD)
 

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Have you ever experienced the kind of daydreaming that made you cry, not for the drama in your fancies, but because you're playing in your head an act that involves your greatest hopes and fears ? The kind that sometimes makes you cry for half an hour thick drops that you can barely stop.


I find that I'm experiencing it rather often.

Just a quick post to reflect on something that I've been knowing for years : even without studying at all, I'm getting bad marks, indeed, but not all that bad. For example -- okay I admit it, and you're going to punch me for it, Youta, Rebecca, anyone that believed in me -- I didn't study my Japanese. But, well, I shouldn't feel proud about it, but I got quite good marks on the last tests -- for someone who doesn't study AT ALL at home, I mean. We're marked on 20 points. I got an average mark of 7. More precisely : 9,5 for version (Japanese to French), 4,5 for theme (French to Japanese @_____@"), and 8,5 in oral (which is quite surprising, since I trailed off half-way through most of my sentences.).

Well, you know as well as I do : there's nothing to be proud of. I'm not going to get very far with that if I don't make more efforts.

Thing is, some make much efforts and they didn't necessarily get much better. I'm serious when I say that I don't do anything at home. Everyone knows I'm a lazyass. But some might get tired that I'm always telling that, and doing not that bad in the end. And in fact, I wouldn't be surprised if they were already tired of my being not serious, quite throwaway in fact...

I wonder if there are people who hate me for being this way.... I'm so sorry I don't know how to be another way...








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Guess what : I've been procrastinating so much that, though in 15 hours I'm supposed to hand out an essay about Great Expectations, I'm no further than the 4th chapter. Oh dear shit. What the hell am I doing here ?

I only just realized that I have started to write down my stories, and that I'm weaving them...

I want to be able to write a story and to draw it !

Instead of reading that Dickens book about which I'm supposed to hand out an essay in 2 days --

Instead of working my ass off on any other subject that I should save --

Instead of procrastinating properly and draw all that I'm supposed to draw for contests etc. --

Well, I'm procrastinating against these first procrastinations already, and I'm not drawing, but creating original characters and somehow a story. So I'm doodling around some long text to introduce the 2 characters...
Guess on what they're based. Srsly, do guess. It's not that difficult, honestly. The first who guesses right will get a little drawing, even sent to them if they want it "IRL".

But remember I'm a procrastinator. xD


Okay, so I have a little sequel to my first text "The Gorgon" that is forming in my head, but I want to take my time before posting it up. Before that I hadn't looked up for much information about gorgons and wrote according to my memories of the legends. But legends are meant to be rewritten, and I would like very much to add my little stone to the edifice.

Well, well, well. I decided that I will spend the night drawing, and if I'm not in bed by 3AM, then I'll read Dickens until I have to go to class. xD

Until then... good night.

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I'm bored.

I think I'm bored every day of my life.

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...or how to freak me out.
So it's one month before my little 4-days-3-nights trip to London, and I'm looking for a place to stay and all sorts of other costly things. Most apparently, the London transportation system has been designed to drive people crazy. It's expensive, and it's freaking complicated. In Paris, you basically pay one ticket for one trip, and it's always the same price whether it's rush hour or not. It grows more expensive depending on the zones you cross, but you can benefit from lots of reductions of all sorts, when you take a subscription or sth. Anyway. If you're staying 4 days in Paris, I don't think the transportations will drive you crazy. It's less expensive than London, at least.

[I tried to read Twain, but I ended up flipping through the pages, looking only at the illustrations. Then I tried to read Dickens, and 4 pages later I fell asleep. Freakin'. Asleep.
I'm a lost cause.]


But there are still these Irregular Choice boots to boost me up. London, there I come !

So yesterday I coooompletely forgot to tell you what happened with my dad.

Life has its own ways, but it doesn't necessarily gives you signs. See, if I had followed what I interpreted as signs, and had gone home, then the last part of the tale wouldn't have happened. You have to do things your own way. Signs shouldn't stop you from doing what you want.




I nearly missed Nightmare today !! I had completely forgotten that France and Japan had a difference of 8 hours now, instead of 7 (summertime). Luckily enough I connected to the live beforehand and missed only 20 minutes. Oh I was so happy to see Ru ♥♥ It's enthralling to think they're just at the other end of the world, but oh so close, that I'm watching them doing stuff now, while they're doing it.


There's nearly nothing interesting on the internet...

I feel sleepy...





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