Akira - [Kaneda]--- Have i ever told you, that in the story of "Akira," i identify with both Kaneda and Tetsuo? Tetsuo, for the obvious reasons of what i allowed myself to become in middle and high schools-- the snivelling, grasping for any power i could, after i realised how weak i'd become, and then abusing that power, horribly. Kaneda, for reasons that... i don't know if they're obvious, or not... People who knew me, in elementary school, would understand. (Eurythmics - [Here Comes The Rain Again (CoMorbid Remix)]). I was always the kind of kid who protected his friends. I made their battles into my battles, especially against authority, and people bigger than them. That got me into a lot of trouble. I very nearly broke a kid's neck, in third grade, because he was picking on someone who was two years younger than he, who happened to be my friend. Sticking up for other people got me told to fight my own battles, and keep my head down. A lesson i've... learned... but Tweaked, to suit my own ends. I keep my head down, when they get themselves into shite, after being warned. Done my part. But if it's an unfair situation... I find myself having to step in, and speak, on their behalf.
That's the kind of person Kaneda was. he stood up for his friends, and, when they needed it, did his best to beat some fucking sense into them. I [still] strive for that, some days.
My day, today, started with me waking up from very strange dreams. All steming from conversations had, yesterday/early this morning. Talks at Steak and Shake, and the like. Conceptions of people, in my subconscious. That kind of thing. So, i woke from that, at around 12.30, which was a full two hours, before my alarm, and i couldn't get back to sleep. Most i managed was a fervent half-sleep, in which i half-dreamnt more strange dreams. Then i woke up, and tooled around, online, for a bit. Reading things, and the like. Then, as i was about to go get in the shower, AL came in, saying "Hurry up and get ready." See, i'd forgotten that it was Thursday. AL and i go to Oxford comics, on Thursdays. We're comics geeks. So I showered, listening to Ænima, the while, and i got out of the shower and notice that the scabbing scrapes, on either side of my leg, were tearing, in that bad, "We've been hit with lots of water, and we don't like it" way. (KMFDM - [Lust]). So i did what i could to keep those from getting fucked up, and strove to quickly get ready. This haste resulted in my forgetting my phone and my marta card. Ah well.
Tooled around, a bit, at school, talking to
raoin and
ladymerrydeath, about our German exercises, and getting them all together, and making sure that we each had all the copies. Ate some Lunch/Dinner (heretofore {and henceforth} known as "Linner"), with
ladymerrydeath, and then went to class. We three got slightly reprimanded, for not having written or typed them, individually, even if we Did work on them, together. That was slightly unpleasant. Then class was over, way early, and i went about being coerced into watching "Boondock Saints," again. That's the third time, this week, i've seenthat movie. It was good, though, and i saw a bunch of people i hadn't seen in a rather long time, including
momentai, and some other folks, from around the schoolish arenas.
German Military - [Ich Hatte Einen Kamerad]--- Then for the finding a ride home. Found one, as
momentai was kind enough to provide. It was good, and i hadn't talked with him, in a rather long time, so, all was well. On the way there, on the train, however, many circuitous, and logically sound Ridiculous conversations were strung together, in an effoprt to get
raoin and Ryam to ride with us, and catch a ride, and [Bad username or site: raoin displayed a talent for guile and subterfuge. (<b @ livejournal.com]Pain - [Suckerpunch]). She made us think that she was invested in staying, and while we were distracted screamed "Run for it!" and she and Ryam ran for the door. As i said to
momentai, we'll have to watch that one a bit more closely...
Other than the people, today was pretty much a bust. Strange that people caused me to want to murder less, rather than more... We'll see if the trend continues.
For now, i have a conversation to which i need to attend. and thoughts to think... Things that will, i'm sure, make for interesing posting fodder, in the near future.
Wearing a hat for long periods of time makes me feel like i am, even when i'm not... And gives me hat-hair... Time to get the hairs cut, again...
That's the kind of person Kaneda was. he stood up for his friends, and, when they needed it, did his best to beat some fucking sense into them. I [still] strive for that, some days.
My day, today, started with me waking up from very strange dreams. All steming from conversations had, yesterday/early this morning. Talks at Steak and Shake, and the like. Conceptions of people, in my subconscious. That kind of thing. So, i woke from that, at around 12.30, which was a full two hours, before my alarm, and i couldn't get back to sleep. Most i managed was a fervent half-sleep, in which i half-dreamnt more strange dreams. Then i woke up, and tooled around, online, for a bit. Reading things, and the like. Then, as i was about to go get in the shower, AL came in, saying "Hurry up and get ready." See, i'd forgotten that it was Thursday. AL and i go to Oxford comics, on Thursdays. We're comics geeks. So I showered, listening to Ænima, the while, and i got out of the shower and notice that the scabbing scrapes, on either side of my leg, were tearing, in that bad, "We've been hit with lots of water, and we don't like it" way. (KMFDM - [Lust]). So i did what i could to keep those from getting fucked up, and strove to quickly get ready. This haste resulted in my forgetting my phone and my marta card. Ah well.
Tooled around, a bit, at school, talking to
German Military - [Ich Hatte Einen Kamerad]--- Then for the finding a ride home. Found one, as
Other than the people, today was pretty much a bust. Strange that people caused me to want to murder less, rather than more... We'll see if the trend continues.
For now, i have a conversation to which i need to attend. and thoughts to think... Things that will, i'm sure, make for interesing posting fodder, in the near future.
Wearing a hat for long periods of time makes me feel like i am, even when i'm not... And gives me hat-hair... Time to get the hairs cut, again...
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Date: 2003-12-11 09:45 pm (UTC)*Yes* it does. Last week had to wear my hat and scarf all day at work cause our heater sucks, and when I took it off at home I could still feel it.
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Date: 2003-12-11 10:08 pm (UTC)no subject
I been there.
Akira
Date: 2003-12-12 12:31 am (UTC)Re: Akira
Doesn't make you old, unless you let it. I remember things from 18 years ago, rather vividly. I was three at the time.
So suck it up.
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Date: 2003-12-12 10:05 am (UTC)And the fact that you also call it "Linner" realy disturbs me I've been calling it that since I was introduced to the term "Brunch" in second grade.
Everybody into the brainpool
That's Fucked Up.
Though, if you think about it not really. Heheh.
its always the quiet, silly ones you have to watch...
Date: 2003-12-12 12:57 pm (UTC)in this case i felt that keeping patrick up later than it already was, was unwise... you dont have to encourage him to get out of bed in the morning, and i was very tired. so tired in fact that this morning i could barely stay awake to see him out the door.
i did want to continue talking to you both and i was interested i hearing your further arguements for why smurf magic and love can only produce one smurf female. and why i have to be that female...
Re: its always the quiet, silly ones you have to watch...
No worries.