Heaven and Earth

No, I will not be preaching today.

"Heaven and Earth" is a Chinese (or Asian I guess because I'm pretty sure its also used in Japan?) saying for two opposites; yin and yang if you like.

So what made me discuss the idea of opposites?
Well, today was Saturday so that meant weekend movie day. Today my sister and I watched '27 dresses' and I was curious about why the female audience would enjoy chick flicks. You already know the ending just by watching the first 10 minutes of the show. The girl ends up with the guy.

I guess its just this girl thing to be interested in how they get to the resolution. As a fanfiction reader myself, I admit that I tend to walk into the path of drama and girly romance. So whats so wrong about it? I think that I'm acting healthy enough for my gender right? =w=

Summary: I subconsciously like good chick flicks.

Puppet.

Bad Apple

So, after countless encounters with the name 'Touhou', I decided to search it up and see why said game/anime/manga thing is such a huge craze.
Touhou Project is a doujin(fan-made)bullet shooting game. And according to Wikipedia, the series was inducted into the Guinness World Records in October 2010 for being the "most prolific fan-made shooter series".

Impressive.
So, regarding the post title, my friend had showed me the parody of Bad Apple.
Ahaha. After watching it again, I just love it how Brouji is coincidentally right after Brosuke. C:


[If the video doesn't work, click me!]

So then, I was curious about what the original video looked like.
And my interest sprung from there. I began to look for other videos which had the song (somehow) incorporated into it and I found AMAZING dance choreographs of the song. Because I study Japanese at the moment it was exciting seeing similar dance moves according to the lyrics. You honestly don't wanna know how many times I went "Squee~!"

Long story short,
Lekxly is impressed and entertained.
Lekxly is also procrastinating and not practicing her violin and doing her history project.
\facepalm.

Adieu~
Puppet.

Meow meow mew.

I just finished my Banette gijinka cosplay and it looks.... Terrible.
It just was terrible
\burns fabric.

Which is why I turned to plan B.

Thats right. I am now going to go as a Mew gijinaka. =w=
Now before imagining a horde of pink fleece, the picture above shows how clean cut and contemporary a mew gijinka can be.

So, I guess its on with the sewing.. Again.
Lets hope that I'll be able to survive this round =w=

Puppet.

Countdown

So as some of you might be aware, Persona 4 is a game which begins during 11 April, 2011.
Which is today.

Altus and some other animation companies have piled together and made a Persona 4 anime series. At the moment, I am counting down for Japan's 'midnight' to begin the midnight channel.

http://www.mayonaka-tv.jp/

It is... 11:30 at the moment and there is 3 and a half hours till it strikes midnight in Japan. Which is 3am over here.

Yes, I am so excited that I drank green tea to keep me up and awake. This is a moment which I had never expected, to be honest.

I am overwhelmed, sitting on the edge of my seat, with a sense of hope and curiosity.

Puppet.

Formal writing :3

"Literature helps us understand the world better"

Whats your opinion on this? Although I am not an avid reader myself, I would have to agree with the statement above.

Yes, reading books is not as 'full on' as going to said place yourself, but have you ever thought about the historical events and ancient cities which have past and gone? With our current technology, the use of a time machine is not realistic, unfortunately.

Think. Discuss. Share. :3

Puppet.

Lacie

More reasons for me to love music boxes and anime.

Right now: going to practice violin
Before: Watching 'The Amazing Race' and screaming at the tv.
Tomorrow: Orchestra and japanese drama day. Squee :3

Brainteaser: "If I weigh 40 kilograms, plus half my weight. How much do I weigh?"
Thoughts: The easiest way to make me happy is to play beautiful music for me.

Word of the day: "BAZINGA."
Whoop. :3

Puppet.

心

Flittering my eyes over the various definitions of 'heart', I wanted to create my own definition of 'heart'.

Heart. The word 'heart' is a noun for a red muscular pump which beats at an average pace of 80-90 beats per minute. It is one of the most vital organs in which blood is giving oxygen as it flows through to keep a living thing alive.

The word 'heart' is a word used to describe one's emotions and desires. To 'win someone's heart' means that the person's affection was won over. To have 'a broken heart' means that a person's desire(s) have been shattered and disapproved of.

'Heartstrings' are tendons which were formerly believed to brace and sustain the heart. This word also means one's deepest feelings or affections. To 'pull his/her heartstrings' is to take said person's emotions by the reins and embrace it.

So what does your heart mean to you?


Puppet.

Red string.

An invisible red thread connects those who are destined to meet,

regardless of time, place, or circumstance.
The thread may stretch or tangle,

but it will never break.

Fate. Its a weird thing. Some people choose to believe in the scientific idea of probability and chance, but I simply sit on the fence to observe both sides.

I'm just at loss of what to say at the moment. Initially I was thinking of having a list of things I like... So I guess I'm sticking to the plan.

Things I like:

Live music playing. Whether be it for a competition or just smooth jazz in the middle of the mall, I appreciate it. There is no such thing as bad music. People improve. They play because they find something inside of music which opens up their way of expressing things.

Silence. I like to listen to the sounds which are usually drowned by the chatter and shouts of the city life. Living near a beach and having several trees in the back yard is all I could ever ask for. The quiet waves, the singing melodies, nature makes the most beautiful and soothing sounds.

Manners. I appreciate it whenever people use their 'please' and 'thank yous'. When I grow up and jump out of the box of adolescence, I would favor gentlemen.

Mystery. Being a curious person, I like new things. Things that make me think. I love going into quirky shops which sell nick nacks of sorts.

Beautiful things. I have my own concept of beauty, as you would as well. I enjoy anything that are pleasing to me. Note that I did not mention only things that a pleasing to the eye, but I also mean anything which I can also appreciate in other forms of actions like hearing music.

I'm not sure of how to end this post. There are various things which make my day. As for my birthday, I am not sure of what I would want exactly. I guess being an easily amused and entertained person is good right?

Puppet.

Tears on Love.

I was walking through a corridor. The silence was screaming at my ears as I walked farther in. Dimly lit candles were lined up perfectly, guiding me down the hallway.
"We have something to show you." They whispered.

Then silence was shattered as soft music strode into the corridor. Filling up the place to the brim, I was wondering where the music came from. Then there was a door. Carved with humble yet pleasing patterns, it stood tall and looked down at me to give me a warm smile.

"Welcome." It was ushering me in.

Peeking into the room, there was a person inside, playing a piano. The amount of warmth and mellow sounds flowing out of that piano was overwhelming. Somehow, this song seemed familiar. My vision blurred as I turned around to search through my memories.

*~*

"Play for us, please~!" Someone called out from the audience.

I didn't have any control over my actions. My fingers took charge of the keys in front of me. Then it all flowed out like a new stream. Soft, gentle fingers dancing on black and white keys. I wasn't aware of what I was playing, instead I was determined to remember the tune. The trills, triplets and story.

*~*

Opening my eyes, I tried to remember the lost tune.
All I ever remembered was that it was wonderful. I played like it was my song, my story.

Will I ever be able to tell stories in the future like that?
I got thinking about my future.
I want to see my future self, standing right next to me, telling me of the things she does.
Smiling warmly at me, I want here to be there by my side, recounting about her adventures and experiences.

As much as I enjoy listening to people pouring their emotions into their wordless stories, I want to feel what its like to play for people as well.

No longer will I hide myself amongst a crowd to act as one. I am myself. Therefore I will walk my own unique path to help others and tell my own story.

*~*

Weeks later, I heard a soft voice calling out to me.
"Listen to my story" It offered.

"Okay I will."

Her story and mine, it felt connected.
Little did I know that she was me.

私から私へ、心配事がないから、あなたは大丈夫、ね？

이루마

Open me as a new tab/window.

Yes. With some spare internet at my disposal, I decided to help my friend out. Little did I know that I opened up a grand door to my locked emotions.

My friend was in need of a contemporary piano song for her music solo performance so I decided to help her out. That is what friends do, right?

First suggestion: "Just the way you are" by Bruno Mars.
It just came up as a first thought. Then as I thought more about it, the melody didn't seem to stand out a lot. Seeing it from what I saw my friend as, I needed something more sentimental. So then came the second suggestion: Nobuo Uematsu songs.

With him being the composer of various games such as the famous 'Final Fantasy' series, what could go wrong? Well I guess To Zanarkand was a tad too common. Then I went on to research and think more about it.

What kind of music would be strong enough to pull on your heartstrings?

After much debating and silly comments and laughs, an idea struck me.
Why not Yiruma?
At that time, I was like an inexperienced child unaware of the sounds that came flowing from the fingers of that man. "River Flows in You" Was the only song by Yiruma that I owned in a mp3 file format however it was too...
Let me rephrase that: It didn't fit. Somehow it just didn't.

So I thought about the other songs that I heard were good from Yiruma. I was mistaken.
His music is indescribable with words. Music like that... Is made to be speechless.
Ha. How ironic. Remember when teachers used to tell you to make the music 'sing'?

Yiruma makes music tell a story with notes that come to life.

I especially love it when he plays with the triplets like a father with his child and the clashing chords which fit like a teenager with his/her parent who is trying to be 'cool'. Music should be played like this. It should be expressed. I love how instruments show others how music can teach people to listen.

Sure you can hear.
But are you capable of listening?

Pick out the parts you like.
Sink into the feeling of soft fingers dancing.
Close your eyes and savour it.
Picture a blank canvas and paint it with feelings.
Smile.
Cry.
Laugh.
Be surprised.

Enjoy music!

I was going to put up an online dictionary definition of 'music' but it just seemed wrong. Music cannot be defined with words. It must be heard and felt, almost as if it is tangible.

So on the note, I present to you,
Tears On Love by Yiruma.
(Click~!)

Puppet.