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January 3rd, 2005
12:15 pm - Whatever
I think I've found a new use for my blog. Since my current anime schtick is now on Saiyuki--God knows why I haven't discovered that sooner--and I like writing fanfiction (NO, I'm not going to reveal my FFnet name here. Talk about the embarrassment. PEOPLE I know actually read this.) maybe I should post a couple of stuff here. Not in any way potentially mortifying, just a couple of general entries. Also, I'm liking the fanfictions from Buffy the Vampire Slayer very much, so maybe I could post a couple here and have you guys read it...
Hmm.
Which means I have to actually update more often. Oh well. I'm currently in the library with a mouth-breather sitting next to me. Under normal circumstances, I normally wouldn't mind--oh what the hell, I DO.--but this one seems to have the breath of a swamp monster and he makes ALOT of noise when he exhales/grunts.
And I think he's talking to himself.
This is just amazing. Things will NEVER work out in my messed up life; I HAVE to be seated next to an insane mouth-breather?
I don't know if that qualifies as standard blog material--Isn't it amazing how most blogs start, end, and continue within the general lines of 'My life sucks, angst, angst, angst'? I've had enough angst in my life, thanks to 50 straight episodes of Gensomaden Saiyuki.
Now, why don't they make men like that in real life?
This is seriously going to regress into a pure-whine entry--something which will not be different from the billions of self-pitying blogs out there, so I shall stop and talk about something else.
Like maybe the belated Christmas present that came in the form of an earthquake together with a shot of a giant tidal wave, but that is way overdone, and I have no mood to cash in on a tragedy.
Only, you know, it freaked me out plenty on Sunday morning when--
Oh, the insane mouth breather guy is seriously driving me nuts. Have tried at least seventy different kinds of death glares to tell him to BUGGER off, but he's ignoring me.
--my entire building started to sway. And I don't mean a pathetic ten-floor building. It's a twenty-five storey point block.
The whole damn thing was MOVING.
I was seated harmlessly at my dining table and surfing through different Saiyuki background pictures when I felt myself swaying.
First thought: Oh shit, am I going to faint?
Second thought: I don't want to die.
Third thought: Why is my dad staring at me like that?
Turns out it isn't only affecting me, and I was not going to go into cardiac arrest or anything.
It was a TREMOR.
Well, I didn't know that at first; I thought the entire building was going to collapse on me. And so I did the only thing I knew how to do; packed my laptop, my entire collection of Saiyuki comics and buggered off down.
Current Music: Inner Circle--Bad Boys (Theme From Cops)
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