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[ THIS JOURNAL CONTAINS SEVERAL WORKS OF FICTION.
NAMES, CHARACTERS, LOCATIONS, ORGANIZATIONS, EVENTS OR LOCALES LOCATED WITHIN
ARE EITHER THE PRODUCT OF THE AUTHOR'S IMAGINATION OR, IF REAL, USED FICTITIOUSLY.
ANY RESEMBLANCE TO ACTUAL PERSONS (LIVING OR DEAD) IS ENTIRELY COINCIDENTAL. ]
aguu: (mytho and ahiru)
taken from Akito who got it in thusia. Very useful. 

Vanessa's relationships towards everyone tend to shift and change, depending on how you treat her and how she sees you.

❧❧❧

according to vanessa.

here is what I think of you )
aguu: (butterfly)
.vanessa

» TITLE: Druid Queen, Moon Druidess, The First Apprentice, The Last Druid
» AGE: { Heaven - 37 } | { Human - 21 } | Underworld {18 millenias, give or take}
» SEX: Female.
» BIRTHDAY: { September 13 } | { January 14 }
» ORIENTATION: Heterosexual | Beelzesexual
» PERSONALITY:

Personality: Vanessa )


Appearance: Vanessa )

.titalia

» TITLE: Druid Queen, Sun Druidess, Princess of Heaven, The Last Druid
» AGE: { Heaven - 37 } | { Human - 21 } | Underworld {18 millenias, give or take}
» SEX: Female.
» BIRTHDAY: { September 13 } | { January 14 }
» ORIENTATION: Bisexual
» PERSONALITY:

Personality: Titalia )


Appearance: Titalia )

*for the hostess/host bits, I'm unsure of how to use it in the upcoming plot (I still don't have one) but I'm thinking of something along the lines of a symbiotic relationship, alter ego, or just omitting it altogether. It depends, really.
aguu: (Ahiru)
This is me praying that this was the very first page
Not where the storybook ends
My thoughts will echo your name until I see you again
These are the words I held back, as I was leaving too soon...

"Please don't be in love with someone else
Please don't have somebody waiting on you..."

I'll spend my whole life wondering if you knew
Darling, I was enchanted to meet you.

I was never in love with someone else
I never had somebody waiting on me
Because you were all of my dreams come true
And I just wish you knew, darling, I was so in love with you.

I'm just wonderstruck
Blushing all the way home
I'll spend forever wondering if you knew...

This night was flawless, don't you let it go
I'm wonderstruck, dancing round all alone 
Thana I'll spend my whole life wondering if you knew
I was enchanted to meet you too.

I was never in love with anyone else
I never had someone fall in love with me
Because you're all my dreams come true
And I just wish you knew
Thana I was so in love with you.


aguu: (Kagamine Len)
I am alive and well, just...not updating dreamwidth as I should, and I feel horrible about it...




my LJ and <http://twitter.com/tomoeyo">twitter are updated more often...although real life is starting to get busier and keeps me from doing so.

Textscrap is also available for times when I can plink out a character sketch, or a small story idea or two.
aguu: (ahiru sad)
There is a city full of people, and I am one of them. Everything...it wasn't bad, and it wasn't good. It was just there--this is a city full of people. But I am not a whole person. The people did not know that, and for a time, I said "I am part of you." 

But one day, the city began to change.


Read more... )



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Depends on the type of lie you're trying to get away with...if, you are, say trying to get away from a crazy person who has a very pointy stick and the only way to get him to go away is by saying 'I have a basket of strawberries in my refrigerator, just let me go inside the house and get them' when what you're really doing is going to get a revolver and shoot him in between the eyes, then...I'd say that omitting your actual intention is the right thing to do.

Unless you actually have a basket of strawberries in your refrigerator for that very purpose...[Error: unknown template qotd]
aguu: (shy kraehe)
[edit; I think the hardest thing for me to do is to stop myself from scrapping this and starting over, argh...]

Vanessa and Denise's Demon Clow Book was given to them by Izanagi Ookami! The gold necklace they bought with Marife and Kent is known as the Heart of Clow Key, or the Heart Key. It's supposed to give Vanessa the Heart Staff, or the Love Wand but she prefers to kiss each card and release them manually. (although I wouldn't be surprised if she does it like the anime does, just because it's fun.)
I finally have my full memory back. )
aguu: A boy with a golden, cold-looking yellow cat-eye, orange straightjacket hood on. (Cold)
 it hurts to smile and chew food. I'm drinking soup and it still hurts to swallow. :(

[insert swallowing innuendo here, I would smile but y'know, pain]
aguu: A happy-go-lucky boy with shoulder-length blue hair with a medical eyepatch on his left eye. (Akito Wanijima)
 ♥ I'm extremely thankful for my Nanowrimo group, and I was happy I got to go. (as long as it was in Robinson's, of course I got to go) And stealing [livejournal.com profile] koiniochite 's cute title template thing;; because it's cute and I'm unoriginal like that...

We had the meeting inside a Starbucks and continued at Pizza Hut Bistro, and it was so crazy and fun~ we had Write or Die (with me scribbling frantically on a piece of paper with a Sharpie in three minutes...if I hadn't contracted my words I would have won the new Starbucks 2012 planner--it's gorgeous, the cover's wood) and talked about plotting and just got together to chat about what's been happening with our lives before and after November.

I love the group with all its' eccentric people--I call them my people because they're the ones that can look at my quirks and not bat an eye (and in some cases, they top it with their own!) and we're all basically crazed writers, mentors looking for newbies (but not asking outright) and newbies looking for mentors (but too shy to ask) and ah! 

30 days of literary abandon, here I come.

My nanowrimo name is Ruria, by the way.
aguu: A boy with a golden, cold-looking yellow cat-eye, orange straightjacket hood on. (Cold)
Because it is that annoying to wait for this Boutique computer to load El-jay. Added a few bits and pieces.

There's something inherently annoying when you're working with a PC that doesn't have a videocard, and loads like an ancient computer struggling to open a Word document. I can load all-text sites though, so in between waiting for Facebook to open up I can check the NaNoWriMo forums and my various blogs, although not Wordpress, regrettably.

Your Writing Space is a particularly delicious read, as well as Your Favourite Writing Food.

My mom is urging me to enter a "blog and promote all the good things about Japan, and what you would do if you could go here" contest; they're giving away 10,000 free round-trip tickets, but you have to pay for your own accomodations and other expenses, and if you do get a round-trip ticket, you have to document (complete with photos) your journey and post it onto your blog ASAP. 

My blogs don't get that much traffic but I've really wanted to go to Japan since I was a child, and there's no harm in trying, ne? Mmh, yes. Although I am convinced that life would be better if I had access to my own laptop--no people asking if they can use and there's something satisfying about owning a thing that is yours, and yours alone. :'( *sadface*

Mmh, going to handwrite that onto my dotty journal while in the Boutique. I seem to get more work done here than anywhere else, even at home. {because home is where food and multimillion dollar distractions are. Seriously. my soul is weak, forgive me.} Going to start walking/exercising more (or forcing myself to every now and then) because I really want to dress up in nice clothes, for a change. [/emoshit]

So, hello guys. Sorry I've been away for these couple of days. Anxiety-ridden creature reporting, mainly because woo, grades come out tomorrow. Online! But I won't be able to check right away--everyone's trying to get in to view their grades and well, the servers, I'm gathering are equally old {and in a 400 year-old university that isn't a hyperbole} and will sputter and choke from the traffic. So, I'll let the others with fast ISPs break their F5 buttons, and check on Sunday. Wish me luck. ;_;

That's all, really. I ate lots of cake and food today because it was my mom's birthday celebration which is counterproductive to my emoshit rant, but y'know. Birthday celebrations, etc. Not going to eat dinner anymore.

Hope everyone's doing well.
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I blame myself for reading Paolo Coelho’s The Winner Stands Alone. Written as an essay for a friend, I hope it’s all right, although pretty ranty. Most of the stuff down there’s true, by the way, although I never considered anthropology.


And in the end, the winner stands alone )
aguu: Yui from K-on saying "Kya!" (Kya)
Transformer exploded, but everything is fine now. Fangirling over Thane Krios and dad is calling me to breakfast, so I must go now D:
aguu: The same boy is shroud in shadow, his eyes are the only things seen, in white. He's in a circular, steel cage. (cornered)
  • I wish I could curl up into a ball deep inside my head and pretend I'm someone else
  • I wish I could trust vegetables, but they always look so...so...so green.
  • I wish I could throw myself off of a tall building, spread my wings and fly. (no, it isn't suicidal. I want to be a bird.)
  • I wish I could find out what made things change.
  • I wish I could play with the small me that runs around my head sometimes. 
  • I wish I could learn to laugh and play with blocks like I used to. 
  • I wish I could eat a lot of pop-tarts and not gain weight. 
  • I wish I could remember what happened everyday in the whole entire world.
  • I wish I could forget that I'm just one person with a lot of voices running through my head. 
  • I wish I could clean up my thoughts, they're getting messy.
  • I wish I could accomplish more.
  • I wish I could get over being awkward and scared and childish and small.
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 It's the name of my new community, but it's closed. Mostly a scrapbook of essays and things that I'll do for class, so I minimize the noise and clutter on the reading page. xD [community profile] reverberation is a fitting name, I believe. <3
aguu: (lolita)
In World Lit class (ah, I love my course) we were assigned to print out Rilke’s “Book of Hours.” The class ended up with two versions, and luckily I had a classmate with the correct one (I had no internet yesterday, my father wasn’t able to pay the bill on time) and it was beautiful.

After a bit of searching I found out that the poem wasn’t as long as I had expected it to be–some of the lines have their own titles. But we took the lines as one huge poem, and it was…well, I never expected to warm up to this kind of poetry. I don’t write poetry, I don’t think I ever will write good poetry, and well, I can try but I find myself leaning more towards short stories.

Rilke’s words flow wonderfully, and it makes the words feel like I’m drinking from a wellspring of sweet, enlightening water, if there ever is such a thing.

I want always to be a mirror that reflects your whole being... )
aguu: Yui from K-on saying "Kya!" (Kya)
There are translated lyrics to popular vocaloid songs that I love, that were used as a parody song!

The lyrics were simply beautiful and I just had to note them down. Although they are merely subbed (the actual words aren't changed) the story is so charming.

link to video here

A silver colored dragonfly perched on a cherry tree in leaf

A seven spotted ladybird perched on a climbing rose

In the corner of the garden where we kissed

In the corner of the garden where we touched lips

I discovered how it feels to love so much it hurts; the drumming rain echoes: dissonance

Leaves fall to the ground: reverberation )
aguu: The same boy is shroud in shadow, his eyes are the only things seen, in white. He's in a circular, steel cage. (cage)
 Back then I've always compared myself to a little bird stuck in a golden cage, mostly because I felt that my parents restricted me from life. I wasn't allowed to commute to and from school (when all my other friends and classmates were learning) and I wasn't even allowed to walk in the streets, in daylight. Now that I've grown up (more or less) a little bit of freedom is nice. They've learned to give me that much, at least.

I guess that's why I identify a lot with characters like Akito/Agito/Lind Wanijima and Road Kamelot, if she wasn't an actual soul stalking me til the end of time (<3). I know what it's like to be confined inside a house, to be taken to and from school by car, thinking that it's normal and being told that no, it isn't. 

I'm glad I'm no longer stuck inside the house, but the double-standards for men and women make my life so frustrating in this country. It's too traditional. I can't ask a boy out for a meal or drinks because it's too 'aggressive' and the boy will see me as just 'a friend' and I can't go on a roadtrip because it's 'too far,' or 'it's not nice for a girl to go out with friends without chaperones' when my brother is 16 and he was allowed to do such a thing (there -were- chaperones, however) and he was allowed to commute. He can do a lot of things I can't, simply because of his gender. 

My parents know it irritates me to no end, wanting gender equality. But at the same time they want me to conform, when I know deep inside I cannot. 

I refuse to, because it isn't fair. Why can't I do all the things a man can do, and in a dress, to boot? 

Agh. It may seem like no big deal, but it is.

Why am I old enough to find a job, but not old enough to go on a trip on my own? 

When will I ever be old enough for you, parents?

I sound like a teenager, haha.

Hair.

Sep. 9th, 2011 08:39 pm
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I know that when you have rebonded hair you can't tie it back, but...argh, I just want to tie it into a half-ponytail, or a small ponytail, anything but leaving it down all the time, ah. T ~ T

Why must you be fluffy, wavy, curly and hard to manage naturally?

; A ;

le sigh. It's rebonding for me, every year. @ w @ ;;
aguu: A boy with a golden, cold-looking yellow cat-eye, orange straightjacket hood on. (Cold)
Of course, no one really means to be mean…but in a school where naughty little girls are (rumor has it) to be tossed to newborn wolves, no one can ever be really sure about what happens around playgrounds anymore.

And, as always, teachers are oblivious as to what happens to those pretty little girls and those charming little boys after the school bell signals them to transform: recess. Teachers aren’t to blame for this, anyway. They’re simply doing what is expected of them, and when the bell rings, it is time for recess, and that is that.

Because everyone needs a violent unicorn! )

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