Filth in the Beauty

Azumanga Daioh Fanfiction

2007-07-07T00:24:47Z

Well, recently I've been unable to keep writing my fantasy literature due to not being at home so I've been spending a lot of time fanfictioning instead. I'm working on an Azumanga Daioh fanfiction on Fanfiction.net about a cute little romance between Sakaki and Kaorin. It's coming along quite well, I think. Have a look!

http://www.fanfiction.net/s/3623498/1/

The Easter Bunny -- International Terrorist

2007-04-10T13:36:52Z

The thing I never really understood about Easter is the main idea of it all; I mean, if you think about it, bunnies don't lay eggs, so, therefore, it follows that Peter Rabbit has been raiding a whole lot of chicken coops and/or egg farms which makes that dastardly hare guilty of centuries of multinational larceny. Care to explain anyone? Just a random thought...

SONG REVIEW -- My Curse

2007-04-08T03:55:46Z

Okay, first song review I'm writing. The song is My Curse (currently playing on my Myspace) by my favorite American hard rock band, Killswitch Engage. It's funny how I was turned on to KE. I went to a concert to see the band Dragonforce who was opening for Killswitch. Turned out Killswitch became my main love. Howard Jones (the lead vocalist) puts on an amazing performance--his voice is powerful, convincing, and genuine. His hopeful, uplifting, and spirited lyrics fell upon my ears like a rainstorm in a desert. I was replenished by the honesty of this band who doesn't rely on the all-too-hackneyed crutches of Satanism, paganism, hatred or societal malice to bring crowds to the mosh pit. As I stood, helplessly captive by KE's music in the midst of a tidal wave of angsty, behemoth descendants of great viking lords of northern European origin, it was an eerie, numbing sensation that crawled over me, releasing me into the primordial soup of my soul's rebirth. The sound around me sort of faded out--this I remember distinctly--and the music entered me directly. It was sort of like being in a coastal cave and hearing the distant thundering of the ocean through the rock. That's the best I can describe it. Has anyone else ever felt like this before? Anyway, on to the review...

The themes that consume the vast majority of hard rock and metal albums are usually dark, satanic, or full of despair. Killswitch Engage is one of the few hard rock bands who dares to defy convention and push the envelop, a challenge especially evident in "My Curse", where Howard Jones elicits frighteningly anguished and heart-wrenching screams that echo of the "haunting silence", the "hunger" and "helplessness" the lyrics detail. Yet, despite all of the feelings of a soul withering and the endless ache, the love endures; it remains, and does not fade away, and THAT (not the shattering of love) is the curse he must learn to bear.

The Lyrics (by Killswitch Engage):

I watched you walk away
Helpless, with nothing to say
I strain my eyes
Hoping to see you again

This is my curse (the longing)
This is my curse (time)
This is my curse (the yearning)
This is my curse

There is love burning to find you
Will you wait for me?
Will you be there?

Your silence haunts me
But still I hunger for you

This is my curse (the wanting)
This is my curse (time)
This is my curse (the needing)
This is my curse

There is love burning to find you
Will you wait for me?

Still I want
And still I ache
But still I wait
To see you again

Dying, inside, these walls (2x)

And I see your face in these tears? In these tears
And I see your face...

There is love (8x)

Rating: (out of 5)

Doodles from Room707

2007-04-03T04:12:27Z

For those who aren't familiar with IMVU, it's a 3D chat program where you design and customize your avatar to look like virtually anything your mind can come up with. Me, flamboyantly fashion-obsessed as I am, can't get off the bloody thing. Seeing as lately I've been obsessed with the manga and anime Nana, I decided to see if I could make my avatar, named Room707 respectfully, look as much like Nana as possible. Tell me what you think? XD

See the image!

~Nanpakun

You ninja-ed my cursor! No wai!

2007-04-01T01:15:57Z

Okay, so today I meant to get some fanfiction done, but instead I got sorely preoccupied with a little game called Cursor Thief. It's addictive, and folks, it definitely ain't easy. Once you get the hang of it, you start memorizing patterns, but a lot of it still seems random, and the little bugger is just FAST! Give it a shot!

http://www.vivalagames.com/play/cursorthief/

Road Rules

2007-03-31T06:22:05Z

こんにちは、ぼくの名前はイーサンです。　はじめまして、どうぞよろしく。

Okay, first entries always suck because it's pretty much always, "Zomgz guise liek lolz i got mah first entree!!!1!" I'm not going to do that. Actually, I have a pretty clear idea of what I want to do with this journal, albeit at the same time I don't plan on being serious at all. So it will be up to you when to decide whether the salsa's spicy or mild and you're going to be blindfolded.

Well here's the short of it. I transferred into UCF (the University of Central Florida) in Skanksville, Orlando this very semester. January, in fact. I didn't know what to expect really, although my previous experience two years ago at Florida Gulf Coast University on the opposite coast of Florida resulted in this preconception in my hair that I was going to be wading through a Jif peanut-butter thick (the "Extra Crunchy", not "Reduced-Fat Creamy") mire of hicks, wanna-be gangsters, more hicks, skanks, and horrible teachers. Now, Orlando is a very deceptive city. When you think of Orlando, you think of amusement parks like Disney, Universal, Epcot and such. You might recall experiences of rows upon rows of dazzling restaurants, the House of Blues, the Cirque de Soleil tent. In reality, Orlando is an incredibly densely populated commercial sugar cube surrounded by a dark and sparsely populated forest of daikon radishes.

On the bright side, the population of UCF is diverse, if not cryptically elusive. I've been told by several sources now UCF is a "commuter school"; in other words, nobody actually lives at the school. That would explain why, under the baking Florida, March, midday sun, I'm walking down Apollo Circle, one of the campus' most important and intersecting avenues, without a soul in sight. Yeah... it's weird around here like that.

Things I've always wanted to do, never got around to doing, but am finally seeing the minimum 33.33% (repeating of course) possibility of them happening in the near future:

Getting another cartilage piercing in my left ear. That'll make three in my left, one in my right. A nice, odd number in each ear (f*ck evens). Something sort of like this.
Again, another thing that has to do with my physical vanity--get my hair chemically straightened. Turns out Orlando Florida actually does have some usefulness in this department, as I explored at least a dozen different snip trip venues who were offering competitive rates for the bionic chemical infusion. In another month, when the semester gets out, I'll get the straightening done, then get some sort of ridiculous hair dye done. I'm thinking black with bright red -or- golden/pistachio/straw combination with brilliant blue strands in the front.
Go to Japan. Okay, yeah this one seems the most banal of all because, everyone wants to bleedin' go somewhere else these days, right? But f*ck, I've been talking about this since junior high, and now I'm going. Lots of love goes out to my good friend Kat, her mother, and her mom's travel agent for making this dream of mine come true. Cheeyeah!

The Marrow of a Tone:

So my musical tastes, for those who all knew me pre-UCF, have shifted temporarily. My Adult Alternative / Contemporary obsessions are on temporary hiatus; I've gotten into hard core, black/death/goth metal, jrock (The GazettE and Dir en grey are gifts from Kami-sama), and, here's the best part yet--old school jazz. Like... the masters of it all. Not the Rippingtons or any of that crap--where it all began. Davis, Coltrane, the Duke, Sinatra, Waller, Monk, Jarret, and many others. It's not only helping my theory and sight training, but I'm gaining a deeper appreciation and understanding of the fundamentals of the origins of the noise I love they're making today.

There will always be random hot people interspersed throughout my entries for reading incentive.

Pixelicious
Well, I'm on IMVU (f*ck off) and I've found that a lot of people these days are into something called "pixel art". And like... I'm addicted to it. It just looks so cool. I had one pixel artist draw one of my characters for me. Here's the pixel doll based on the original artwork, also below:

So I mean, who can blame me, right? They're effin' awesome. Apparently, there are pixel communities, such as Kirupa, where hundreds of pixel artists contribute to create an entire pixel universe. I'm not sure I'm ready to view the world in that kind of resolution yet though. :P

In closing...
This entry is... yeah... a "first entry". And I hate doing these because I can never focus on one thing. I try, but it just never works out that way. Just stick with me, and I promise you, you'll be pleasantly (or unpleasantly) surprised by what you find. I'm crazy. I'm different. I'm blunt, bold, obnoxious, egotistical, vain and elitist. But I'm also sensitive, romantic, understanding, thoughtful, inquisitive, and humble. I'm water and fire, death and life. I am a tempest of opposites that always attract. So, if you're up to the challenge, welcome to Nanpakun's LiveJournal.

さよなら、
ナンパーくん