Facebook session with a human named Arthur which is contaminated by Chicken Pox. Stay away.
Me: Guess it would be nice if you put on Darth Vader mask, hahaha, you'll breathe like pffff-pffff-pfff in it LOL
Arthur: the idiocy is strong in this one...
Me: okay, I might be an idiot, buuuuuut~ who's more idiot than an idiot who choose someone he calls idiot to be his idiot friend?
Arthur: hahahaha, nice reply. As expected from my twin XD
Rain Supports
Tuesday, 5 April 2011
Monday, 4 April 2011
Honey and Clover manga, Ch. 10 page 6
On Takemoto Yuuta's thought (which strucked me with some resemblances of my past, and sometimes still happens to me)
"I could never forget the feel of that hand. "I have to help Mommy, I have to make her happy". I was going to study hard, get a job in town, and save enough money... to buy a new house for the two of us one day.
But then, at the end of my second year in high school...
The guy my mother brought home was the exact opposite of my late father. When I shook his hand, so rough and calloused it feels like a rock, I thought to myself... ah, so this time, she chose a sturdy person... (She said) "Now you don't have to worry about me all the time, you can finally think about yourself, Yuuta".
When she said that to me... I realized for the first time that I was totally blank inside. Until then, I always used "but I need to look after Mom" as an excuse, to avoid all kinds of things.
Suddenly faced with the freedom of doing whatever I wanted... I was forced to take a good, hard look at myself.
It was pretty obvious I'd never be a baseball player, or an F1 driver or a soccer player. I didn't even know if there is anything I was good at... but I liked using my hands to make things. And on that basis alone, I went to art school"
"I could never forget the feel of that hand. "I have to help Mommy, I have to make her happy". I was going to study hard, get a job in town, and save enough money... to buy a new house for the two of us one day.
But then, at the end of my second year in high school...
The guy my mother brought home was the exact opposite of my late father. When I shook his hand, so rough and calloused it feels like a rock, I thought to myself... ah, so this time, she chose a sturdy person... (She said) "Now you don't have to worry about me all the time, you can finally think about yourself, Yuuta".
When she said that to me... I realized for the first time that I was totally blank inside. Until then, I always used "but I need to look after Mom" as an excuse, to avoid all kinds of things.
Suddenly faced with the freedom of doing whatever I wanted... I was forced to take a good, hard look at myself.
It was pretty obvious I'd never be a baseball player, or an F1 driver or a soccer player. I didn't even know if there is anything I was good at... but I liked using my hands to make things. And on that basis alone, I went to art school"
Saturday, 2 April 2011
My Name is Rain
Sounds like a commercial advertisement.. but well, that's about it *laughs* My name is Rain. I'll fill up this blog with poems, pictures, things that I'm interested in (TV shows, manga, anime, etc.) and a little of my own life. Comments are much welcomed, and followers will be loved. Seriously <3
Subscribe to:
Posts (Atom)