| For the people |
[31 Dec 2004|06:29am] |
For the people who drop by here but don't know where my new LJ is:
Belated Merry Christmas, and a Happy New Year to You and Yours
Again, if you want to know where my new LJ is, leave a comment and tell me. Only catch: its friendslocked, so you can't see most everything if you don't have an LJ of your own.
Happy holidays, everyone!
~ Lady Harle
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| Pain is a Good Thing...But Not the Next Day! |
[30 Jul 2004|08:49pm] |
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"Owwie... Ouch... Ow... Pain... Aray..."
~ words muttered through the course of today, yesterday, Thursday, and Wednesday
I think I knew, more or less, what I was getting myself into when I decided to sign up for arnis training at La Salle. I think I knew, more or less, that it was going to hurt and that I'd get bruises and sore muscles.
Emphasis on I THINK.
Seriously, nothing prepared me for the PAIN I'd feel in my arms, shoulders, legs, and most especially my hands after that first Wednesday of arnis training. Whenever I stretched my hand out I'd see it shaking visibly. I could hardly hold a pen to write, and THAT is a VERY bad thing where I'm concerned. I mean, come on, if a writer can't hold a pen, then you might as well have killed said writer.
*mutters*
I'm beginning to think that I ought to use my left hand more for swinging the sticks around. That way I can preserve the integrity of my right hand, thus allowing me to continue writing no matter what the circumstance.
Still... Since I AM right-handed, most of my strength lies in my right arm. Meaning, if I want to REALLY get into the groove of things in arnis, I will have to rely on my right hand to do all the swinging.
*sighs*
Right now I have a really stiff right shoulder - I don't know whether that came from training or because I slept on the wrong pillow last night. Yes, there is a RIGHT pillow and a WRONG pillow at my house when it comes to me. I sleep on the wrong one, I end up with a stiff neck. Sleep on the right one, and I'm fine and dandy the rest of the day.
And yet, in spite of all these aches and pains, I'd still keep going to arnis. Masochistic, I know, but it's good for me. After training yesterday I went to the bathroom and changed back into my regular clothes. When I looked at myself in the mirror, I noticed that there was some color on my cheeks - healthy color, and not the bright pink I turn into when I'm embarrassed or have been in the sun for too long.
*winces as she touches shoulder* Owwie...
*shakes off pain* Anyway, hmm... Oh yeah! The Grand Master that Chibi-Sensei was talking about yesterday didn't show, so there was just regular training, and some sparring too. I watched the guys go at it, and I SWEAR, I am NEVER going to spar against Ken! That guy could easily break me in two with one hit of a padded stick! In fact, he actually manages to BREAK padded sticks - he broke one yesterday!
*shifts in chair, feels muscles in left side pull* Pain...
Hmmm...*thinks*... How many times did I make mention of swinging sticks around just now?
*clicks into naughty-hentai-semi-slasher mode* Hehehe...
It's great to finally have a sport. I know I'm not very good at it yet (as if clunking my head with my own stick wasn't enough proof of that), but I'm getting there. Chibi-Sensei, Sir Raffy, and Coffeebased will help me improve - while Mel and Mai encourage and tease me at turns.
As Coffeebased said: pain is good. Still, she missed the corollary to that: it's good as long as it doesn't come back the next day!
*stretches leg and feels hamstring throb* Ouch!
--~*~--
To those who know, I'm moving out of this LJ. It's high time I did so, actually. There will probably be updates every now and then, and I will still use this place to comment on some of the other LJs that I am part of. But as for my life...well, this might be the last you'll hear of it made mention here.
If you do want to know where I intend to stash my life, then just drop me a comment and I'll tell you. My new LJ is most likely going to be friends' only, or if not, whatever public entries that are there will be stuff that are of general interest to the public, and will most likely not make mention of my life.
~ Lady Harle
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| A very interesting (and LONG) essay |
[26 Jul 2004|11:21pm] |
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*wrinkles nose* "A little hard to read, but it's still insightful. And very interesting."
~ me while reading the essay below
One of my professors encouraged me to pick up this book entitled Slip/pages, which is about gay writing and gay critical theory. And one of the pieces really stuck out of the whole lot - an essay entitled "Redefining Masculinity."
"Redefining Masculinity" was written by J. Neil Garcia, one of the most prominent figures in critical literary theory in the country. I'm posting it up here because I really like what he's written - in spite of the fact that his writing tends to be a bit...well...DIFFICULT is the polite word, I think ^^;.
So, here it is. I'm posting it because I find it interesting, and provides insight into the issues regarding masculinity, femininity homosexuality, and other related issues in the Philippines.
Anyway, here goes. Typos are entirely my own fault.
( Redefining Masculinity by J. Neil Garcia; taken from Slip/pages, pages 166-175 )
Again, typos are all mine.
Well, that's done!
~ Lady Harle
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| A new, pretty layout |
[25 Jul 2004|01:08am] |
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"SQUUUUUUUUEEEEEEEEEEEE!"
~ me upon seeing the new layout that Mel made for me
As the regular visitors may have noticed, I have a new layout now ^^. Thanks to Mel and the fact that I am now quite in love with Lex Luthor of Smallville, I now have a Chloe Sullivan layout ^^. Credit to Mel, of course, and to the site Girl Friday for the lovely images - both for my LJ itself and the icons ^^.
Of course, I am still waiting for the ChLex (Chloe x Lex, for those unfamiliar with Smallville fandom shorthand ^~) layout that Mel seems to have in the works... But right now, I'm very happy with this one ^^.
--~*~--
I got to watch King Arthur yesterday, finally. Wanted to watch Imelda, but my cousin was required to watch King Arthur, so since I DID want to watch that movie too, I decided to wait for some other time to watch Imelda, and watch King Arthur instead.
Unfortunately, it wasn't all that I had expected.
( A review and a couple of spoilers, so if you don't want the latter, stay away )
Okay, that was kind of incoherent... But so was the movie, so there.
--~*~--
I really, REALLY do not like Kris Aquino.
I wish someone would just shut her up and get it over with. Makes me wonder how Boy Abunda can stand her senseless prattling.
--~*~--
Speaking of Imelda my family really wants to see it. Hopefully my dad will decide to take us all out on Saturday to see it. I mean, hey, with a Sundance Award under its belt, it's gotta be good, right?
Pweh, rambling. Will stop here and go back to this ChLex smut fic I'm reading.
~ Lady Harle
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| Good god... |
[24 Jul 2004|07:49am] |
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"He's SOOOOOOOO cute!"
~ unanimous comments currently being made on him
Coffeebased, do you remember that letter we were supposed to write to Neil Gaiman? The one about his son? Well, check out this link:
Offensive Language
Yes, that is Michael Gaiman, Neil Gaiman's son.
Hot, isn't he?
Mai has laid claim to him, however.
Still...he kinda looks like Sirius Black in his twenties, right? From his LJ icon, that's what he looks like, anyways...
~ Lady Harle
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| Meme Break! |
[20 Jul 2004|12:47am] |
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"I will NOT have a Kit-Kat."
~ me while remembering the catchphrase for the Kit-Kat commercials
Decided to stop by my friends' page between online research sessions, and see what I could find to take my mind off science-fiction, Smaller and Smaller Circles and CSI (don't ask how THAT combination came about *sticks tongue out*).
I ended up taking up this meme from Mai's LJ.
Here goes!
( Meme snicked from Mai )
Hehehe. Now I must go back to work.
~ Lady Harle
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| Let's do that again! |
[16 Jul 2004|07:17pm] |
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"Sorry we're late!"
~ unanimous apology from me and Mel when we met up with _thenothing_ and Mayk at the Starbucks in G4
First, an announcement:
CALLING ALL BOOK-LOVERS!
You are all cordially invited to attend the Manila International Book Fair, to be held on August 11-15, 2004, from 10:00 AM - 8:00 PM at the World Trade Center Metro Manila, Financial Center Area
There's a discount for students, so those who want to go are encouraged to bring their IDs ^^.
So, to all mah buddies on my friends' list who live in the Metro Manila area and are crazy about books, please, PLEASE go! If any of you want to set an outing when we ALL go, let's talk and arrange things ^^.
Hmm...this just makes me wonder: would a person be my friend in the first place if he or she was not crazy about books like I was? Maybe, but at the moment, most of the people I know are bibliophiles like me ^^.
--~*~--
Last night was fuuuu~n. Too bad certain people *coughMaccough* couldn't go, and I ended up becoming (willing) prey to the Ants of Doom (otherwise known as the ants that come around when something sweet is happening nearby *glances at Mel*).
*sighs* No one to cuddle up to when feeling lonely. _thenothing_ does not count because he's a brother to me, and not anything more than that.
*shakes head* Anyways, back to the movie! Spiderman 2 does indeed exceed its predecessor, mostly in the character-development department. Doc Ock has minimal cheesy lines this time (not like the Green Goblin from the first movie, who had some lines that just made me wrinkle my nose), and is a lot more sympathetic as a character (in my opinion at least).
_thenothing_ and Mel are the comic book experts, so they know and can predict more about the storyline than I can. _thenothing_ foresees a triple-villain return in the third movie (and yes, there WILL most likely be a third movie - you can catch the hint if you saw the ending). According to him, the Green Goblin will come back (the "Avenge Me!" scene at the end with Harry makes that point very clear), and then two new ones will appear. I've forgotten their names, though ^^;. _thenothing_? Who were they again? I remember Venom was one, but who's the other?
Which reminds me of something that Coffeebased said about that part with Harry towards the end (something that _thenothing_ repeated last night):
What's behind the door? The third movie.
--~*~--
Next on my to-watch movie list: King Arthur, I,Robot, and Ella Enchanted.
King Arthur DEFINITELY is a must-watch for me. I have acquired a taste for movies like that (after LOTR and Troy), and Arthurian legends have always been a point interest for me.
This new take on the Arthurian stories intrigues me immensely. It works on the same premise as Troy, wherein the magic and the gods and goddesses are left out in favor of a more historical portrayal. While this idea did not work for Troy, it just may work with King Arthur.
I'm not usually a fan of Will Smith's movies, but I,Robot attracted my attention because of its premise. Robotics and computer technology, as many people are aware of, are making big leaps and strides towards the creation of a human-like AI and a functioning human-like robot. In the year that I,Robot takes place (2035, if I'm not mistaken), all of this and more has already been accomplished.
There are Four Laws of Robotics, which I have forgotten but are mentioned in the movie. One of those is that a robot will not do anything that it isn't programmed to do (that's the fourth law, I think). But what if you program your robot to be like a human? That changes the rules of the game, because to make an AI that thinks LIKE US makes a robot LIKE US.
Scary possibility when you REALLY think about it, isn't it?
According to Mel, Ella Enchanted is a really, really good story. She has the movie on DVD at her place, so she knows about it already. Anyway, I have high hopes for this one, since I have heard nothing but good things about it from Mel. So hopefully, I will enjoy this one in case the first two flop in my eyes.
Have to end this here. Need to write a paper for school. Till the next!
~ Lady Harle
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| Simply because I couldn't help it. |
[10 Jul 2004|01:12am] |
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"Kuya..." (means older bro)
"Hindi." (No.)
"Kuu~ya!"
"HINDI!"
"Daddy o, inaaway ako ni Kuya Hector!" (Daddy, Hector is fighting me again!)
"HECTOO~R!"
*grumbling* "Yes Daddy..."
~ snippet from the "Starbucks in Troy" story going around at the moment
I always knew I was insane. I always knew that I attracted equally insane people.
The latest stories going around are proof of that.
Earlier this month, or towards the latter end of June, Mel, Coffeebased, Mai and I have come up with a couple of alternative storylines to Troy and to A Midsummer Night's Dream.
First, there's the "Starbucks in Troy" thing. The question came up when Coffeebased brought up this thing about amphorae - the giant jars used to hold wine and olive oil in ancient Greek times. Since we were sitting around in Starbucks when this came up, we suddenly started wondering what it would be like if there was a Starbucks in Troy. Instead of the usual plastic cups, the coffee would be served in amphorae - each one way, WAY bigger than what Starbucks usually offers.
After all, have you ever seen an actual amphora? Those things are prety big - some of them were a man's chest-height. Drinking from one of those things would be considered a very manly feat, especially where carrying them to one's table is concerned. Then again, I don't think there would be tables at all, since they would be just the proper height for drinking when one sits down.
So, imagine this scenario:
( Priam, Hector, and Paris in Starbucks )
Erm... That's funnier when Coffeebased is the one telling it, actually ^^;. I can't make it sound as funny here.
Then Coffeebased suggested another one: Troy a la Chicken Run, wherein everyone is represented by a hen or a rooster.
As Mai said, with her usual naughty grin: "That's a lot of cocks."
*face twitches in a smile of horror at what she has in her mind* Oh good God...
Then Mel just had to go: "And what about Paris?"
There was a long pause, and then Coffeebased said: "A ha! He's a CAPON!"
*watch as everyone at the table dissolves into a fit of giggles*
--~*~--
All right, all right, now for something a little more serious.
I suggested to Mel before that someone ought to try adapting A Midsummer Night's Dream into a Filipino setting. After all, we have (more or less) everything similar to the world that Shakespeare portrays in what has to be his most amusing (and maybe his most frivolous) comedy. We have engkantos, sirenas, kapres, aswangs, manananggals, duwendes, siyokoys, tiyanaks and tikbalangs. And since Shakespeare's sensibilities so easily appeal to Pinoy tastes (come on, every Pinoy soap opera is Romeo and Juliet all over again), it shouldn't be too hard to make this adaptation relevant and interesting to the viewers-at-large.
Besides, if this has been attempted, I haven't heard of it. If anyone has, well then, I do know for sure that no one's tried OUR version yet.
The setting is Philippines circa 1500 to 1600, the height of the Spanish Colonial Era. The humans will be dressed up according to the fashion of the time, meaning baro't saya for the ladies, and barong for the gentlemen. Theseus' house, instead of being a palace in Athens, will be a hacienda with woods nearby.
And as for the spirits, well...they will echo the pre-colonial side of the Philippines. And their actions will most definitely NOT be G-rated.
Anyway, we were planning this just last Wednesday at Pancake House, and this is what we came up with (much thanks to Neil Gaiman and A Doll's House, which pushed us to at least try and VISUALIZE what it would be like):
( Read more... )
And that's it, at least for the meantime. There was something after this about Oberon stripping off his bahag to wring it out and something about the butt muscles clenching, but...ehehe... I'll save that for some other time ^~.
~ Lady Harle
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| Meme Snitched from Coffeebased |
[06 Jul 2004|03:03am] |
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"Eew..."
~ me upon seeing the jar partially filled with some noxious flammable fluid with tiny bloodsucking insects taken from Drew's fur floating in it
Meme taken from Coffeebased. And no Mai, I'll not break this one ^~.
Write a statement for 20 people you know, some statements can go to more than one person. Never tell which one is for whom.
a. I love ALL of you.
b. Is something wrong...?
c. What did I do wrong?
d. Good luck!
e. It'll hurt, but I'm willing to go through with it.
f. I can and WILL change what they said about me.
g. And I love YOU.
h. Oi...I miss you already.
i. YOU, my dear, are starting to act eerily like Kamui/Armand.
j. I never knew just how dang fun it was to get along with you for a change.
k. Dahling, I - we - are sorely missing you already.
l. Will you please please PLEASE lend me your PS2?
m. Can I buy a PS2?
n. Leave my toes alone - and everything else, for that matter!
o. Oi...you owe me news, because I need my daily vicarious thrills.
p. Yes, I STILL write.
q. Hope you and your BF are still going strong.
r. If you need me, I'm right here.
s. Wanna set up an unofficial chapter of GRAIL with my friends?
t. ... What else do I have to say?
Erm...that's it ^^;.
~ Lady Harle
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| Book Meme Snicked from Mainime |
[03 Jul 2004|04:35am] |
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*lip trembles* "That's ALL I've read?!"
~ me after realizing that I haven't read as much as I might have wanted to
Meme snitched from Mai:
( Book Meme )
Phew! Okay, so I added more than three, so, um... don't murder me, please?
~ Lady Harle
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| Blue Moon |
[30 Jun 2004|11:26pm] |
*perks up* "A blue moon, eh?"
~ me upon checking my email today
Well what do you know? There's going to be two full moons in July: the regular one, and then another one on the 30th.
The thirteenth moon, or blue moon, as it has come to be known by some, is a very rare occurence which happens only once every two and a half years. It's something like an extra moon, meaning that its energy is there for anyone who wants to have a little something extra for the year.
I intend to take advantage of that extra lunar energy, and see if I can do something for myself this time: maybe ask for a little more cash. I know, I know, it's a bit selfish of me since I don't really need it, but I would like to have a little money so I can go on a shopping spree at Powerbooks and get myself a few new books to read.
I'm not doing anything to hurt anyone. I just want a little more cash so I can spend on what I want to buy. If it comes my way, then well and good. If it doesn't, then I guess I'll just have to save. Either way, I'd like to have a bit to spend so I can get myself the second book of Robert Jordan's Wheel of Time series and maybe a new book on magick (or two, depending on my whim).
--~*~--
Regarding my previous post (at least to those who read and understood the Tagalog)... Everything's fine now - or at least, as fine as they can be. We've decided to just leave each other alone. She will not interfere with my form of worship, as long as my grades and my relationships with other people do not deteriorate because of it.
That's the most I can hope for right now, and that's fine by me.
~ Lady Harle
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| Magta-Tagalog muna ako |
[29 Jun 2004|01:24pm] |
"..."
~ ako ngayon-ngayon lang</i>
Bago ako magsimula, gusto ko munang humingi ng paumanhin sa mga mambabasa na hindi nakakaintindi ng Tagalog o di kaya'y hindi masyadong gahaman sa pagbasa nito. Ayokong maging abala, pero ninais kong magsulat ng ganito ngayon. Pasensya na kung kinailangan niyo pang maghanap ng magsasalin ng mga salitang ito para sa inyo.
Hindi ko alam kung bakit, pero pagod na ako, at hindi sa pisikal na lebel. Hindi ko alam kung bakit. Basta, pagod na ako.
Ngayon-ngayon ko lamang nalaman kung gaano na ako kapagod. Umiyak ako kay Mel kaninang umaga bago siya umuwi dahil may inuwing libro ang ina ko. Ang titulo: Witnessing to the Cults: A Christian Worker's Guide. Hindi ko na maalala kung sino-sino ang mga awtor ng librong ito - alam ko lang na dalawa sila.
Hindi magbabasa ng ganyan ang ina ko kung wala siyang rason. Pakiramdam ko ay binabasa niya ang librong iyon dahil alam niya na ako ay Wiccan at gusto niyang bumalik ako sa pagiging isang Kristiyano.
Maganda naman ang mga intensyon ng ina ko. Nag-aalala lang naman siya para sa akin. Siguro'y iniisip niya na ang pagpalit ko ng ugali ay dahil sa pagpalit ko ng pananampalataya.
Pero natatakot ako na baka pilitin niya akong magbago. Natatakot ako na pupuwersahan niya akong iwanan ang mga kaibigan ko. Natatakot akong kukunin niya ang mga libro ko at ang Tarot deck ko at susunugin ang mga ito.
Siguro masyado pang maaga para magsalita at mag-isip ng ganito. Masyado naman siguro yung ina ko kung ang mga sinabi ko sa itaas ay gagawin niya. Pero hindi ko matansya ang ina ko sa mga ganitong klaseng bagay.
Natatakot ako dahil sa pwede niyang gawin sa akin.
At mas natatakot ako sa sarili ko.
Alam ko na kung ano ang gagawin ko. Alam ko na kaya at handa akong isakripisyo ang mabuti at matiwasay kong relasyon sa ina ko para sa aking mga paniniwala. Mabuti kung kakausapin niya muna ako, and mabuti kung maiintindihan niya ang panig ko at hahayaan na lamang ako sa aking pananampalataya.
Pero paano kung hindi niya ako maintindihan? Paano kung hindi niya ako hahayaan?
Hindi ako papayag kung pipilitin niya akong magbago. Kahit masakit sa loob ko na pwedeng masira ang relasyon namin, handa ko ilaan iyon para sa mga paniniwala ko.
Hindi niya dadamayin ang mga kaibigan ko, dahil ako naman ang pumili na lakarin ang landas na ito. Ako ang pumiling maging isang Wiccan. Walang kinalaman ang mga kaibigan ko dito. Ako lang ang may kasalanan kung bakit ako ganito ngayon. Ako ang gumawa ng mga desisyon ko.
Ako, at wala nang iba.
Naging gago ako, oo. Naging walanghiya ako sa kanya, oo. Pati sa ibang tao naging walanghiya ako. Inaamin ko iyon. Pero walang kinalaman ang ibang tao dito. Ako, at ako lang, ang may kasalanan. Huwag niyang ituro ang pagbabago ko sa pananampalataya ko, o sa mga kaibigan ko. Lahat niyan ay walang kinalaman.
Ako lang ang may kasalanan.
At natatakot ako, dahil hindi ko alam na kaya kong iwalang-bahala ang relasyon namin ng ganong kadali.
Tinatanong ko bigla ang sarili ko: anong klase akong anak, kung ganyan lang ang pagtrato ko sa pagmamahal na ibinigay sa akin ng ina ko?
...
Pakiramdam ko tuloy na nag-iisa lang ako sa laban na ito. Alam kong may maraming gustong tumulong sa akin, at nagpapasalamat ako sa inyo. Pero aminin na natin, hindi kayo pwedeng palaging naririyan para sa akin. May mga oras kung kailan hindi niyo ako matutulungan, kahit gusto ninyo.
Huwag kayong magalit sa akin. Sinasabi ko lang ang nararamdaman ko ngayon habang naririto ako at nagsusulat. May katotohanan naman din ang sinasabi ko, hindi ba? Kung mayroon lang isa sa inyong nakikitira sa amin, siguro pwede pa, pero hindi. Sa bahay, wala talaga akong matatakbuhan kungdi si Drew.
Gusto kong umiyak. Gusto kong pumunta sa isang sulok at humagulgol doon.
Sinabi sa akin ni Mel noon na hindi pa niya akong nakikitang mag-breakdown. Malapit na iyon mangyari kaninang umaga, pero hindi ko hinayaan ang sarili kong gawin iyon dahil may klase pa ako at kailangan matiwasay at maayos ang pag-iisip ko.
Pagod na ako.
Pagod na ako.
Pagod at natatakot.
At gusto ko lang umiyak ng umiyak.
Gusto kong magtago at umiyak.
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[26 Jun 2004|03:11am] |
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*plops out of chair due to giggle-fit*
~ me upon seeing the results of meme
Stolen from _thenothing_:
*continues to laugh*
~ Lady Harle
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| New Fluffball in the House! |
[25 Jun 2004|03:03am] |
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*jaw drops* "Oh my God!"
~ me upon seeing the latest fluffy addition to the household
For those of you whom I have not told, our precious five-year-old Lhasa Apso Tazz passed away around a week ago due to complications with his gall bladder. Something to do with the table food we gave him.
The thing is, he was really loved by my mom and my sis in particular, so his dying out on us was really, really hard on them. My mom swore that she'd never get another dog again.
It made me really, really worried, actually. Last Midsummer (June 21), I cast a simple spell, asking that the Goddess and the God grant my mother and my sister some form of comfort. I didn't specify what form that comfort would take, because it didn't really matter to me, as long as they got it.
Well, guess what? Comfort did come all right - in the form of a fluffy little Shi Tzu puppy named Drew!
I just got home from school a while ago, and what do I see? My sister, standing at the top landing of the staircase, holding this ickle fwoofy thing that I immediately recognized as a puppy. Resisting the urge to bound up the stairs screaming "PUPPY!" in my shrilliest voice, I climbed up the stairs and stared at the thing in my sister's arms.
I stared.
It stared back.
I blinked.
It blinked back.
I leaned forward, placing my nose next to its snout.
It sniffed once, twice, and then gave me a lick.
I was lost.
Drew is three months old, roughly, and is of the so-called "Princess breed" of Shi Tzu - they're small, and don't grow very big. This is good news for me, because that means I get to heft her around a lot, which is something I like doing. She's tri-color, I think - majority white, with some patches of black and brown.
She's really playful. That's the first thing I found out when I put her down on Mom's bed. She started chasing after my fingers the moment I dangled them in front of her nose. She's teething though, so when she nibbles on my fingers, it hurts a little.
*sighs*
It's great to have a dog in this floor of the house again. Mom swears she will never feed the ickle pipsqueak table food, and I will make sure that she doesn't. I was the one who was against it when we had Tazz, but she didn't listen, and look what happened. Now I'm going to make sure that doesn't happen again.
As I type this part I'm currently holding her on my lap, and she's eyeing my fingers with a little too much interest. She probably thinks fingers racing across a keyboard are a tasty treat. So I'll stop it here for now.
~ Lady Harle
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| Meme Taken from Coffeebased |
[24 Jun 2004|02:00am] |
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*starts giggling* "I rock!"
~ me upon getting the results of meme
Stolen from Coffeebased's journal:
*bursts out laughing*
~ Lady Harle
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| Life Update |
[23 Jun 2004|05:54pm] |
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"I kind of like being a bitch lately."
~ me to Mel during class
It's been quite a while since I last updated, but at the moment there's really not a lot to talk about - at least, from my point-of-view. It's mostly schoolwork that I have to deal with, and who wants to hear about that? Not a lot of people, really...
--~*~--
I think I've become something of a bitch over the last few days since the party at Absinth happened. I don't know what the hell happened to me, but now I'm a bit more confident about picking fights with other people.
This has mostly to do with a couple of mailing lists I joined as required by the school. Well, I don't think I really pick fights per se, but I'm a lot more vocal about my opinions.
There's something so thrilling about this, I guess. Being able to argue and wonder later on what people think about what I said. Sometimes I'm wrong, and sometimes I'm right, but does it matter? Not a lot.
Coffeebased (and Noble Scarlet too, long ago) called me "cold" yesterday when I expressed my opinion on a certain topic. Maybe I'll agree with her. I like being able to do this. I like being able to bitch about things, even though I may end up wrong - just as I may end up right. I may take things a little too far on occasion, but that's only if I feel really strongly about the topic, or I have a bone to pick and an axe to grind.
I like being like this. I'll be polite as long as people are polite, but if they throw shit at me, well then, they're going to get as good as they give.
Let most of the world be glad that my Hotmail account is currently useless on this computer. Yes, let it be very, very glad.
~ Lady Harle
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| Troy Fic Search |
[15 Jun 2004|01:23am] |
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Two-Trick Pony ~ Sandwich |
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*narrows eyes while tapping chin* Hmmm... This seems to have potential...
~ me upon reading Adania's From Thebe to Troy
Recently I've been dropping by Ff.net, scoping around for some Troy fic - not really as research, but mostly for inspiration. Hey, every now and then I need something to jumpstart the creative process, and usually a little fic-reading does the trick for me.
( Troy Fic Comments )
Phew! Rambled long enough. If the authors of the fics I mentioned above find this page, I hope they don't take offense. I merely meant to express my honest opinion, and I wish to let them know that if I didn't see potential in their stories, I wouldn't have even bothered to write this out. I never mean to flame - I DON'T flame, since I've been on the receiving end of more than enough in the course of my fic-writing and I do not wish to be so cruel to others. I merely wish to offer some constructive criticism.
~ Lady Harle
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| The Much-Requested B-day Account |
[15 Jun 2004|12:03am] |
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*glares at a giggling Mel and a smirking Coffeebased* I did NOT give him a lap dance."
~ me yesterday morning when I was talking to Mel and Coffeebased</i>
*glares again at Mel* I did not give him a lap dance, and you know it.
Anyway, since everyone is asking me to put up an account of Saturday night's occurences, I will do as I have been asked.
( Saturday Night )
THERE!
*glares at the people who have been asking for the account* Happy now?
~ Lady Harle
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| Fiction and Poetry |
[11 Jun 2004|07:15pm] |
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*narrows eyes after I finish reading her my latest poetry effort* "I hate you..."
~ Mel's reaction after I finished reading her my latest poetry effort
Seems like I've gotten back into my poetry groove.
I know that I'm not so good yet, but I'm somewhat pleased with whatever I've done. "The Egg Poem" was fairly well-received, but I'm not so sure about this one, though.
Anyway, allow me to present:
( Black Hole # 19 )
--~*~--
In the (fan)fiction department... Okay, I've been bitten by the Troy bug, and I have been writing something of my own. I don't think it will ever make it to the Net, since I don't think anyone would understand it.
But it HAS inspired a new entity for Mel's BtPH world: Free Choice.
Imagine this: Free Choice is a young man somewhere in his twenties, quite good-looking, and has a characteristically easygoing nature - which suits his name quite well. He's the reason why the gods of yore are nearly out of business: he's given us mortals minds of our own, and because of that, we no longer succumb to the fate that the gods allot to us.
Unlike many fan fic writers out there, though, I've chosen to base my work on the book instead of on the movie. Still, the faces I have in my head are those in the movie.
--~*~--
Apart from an Iliad fic (though I think "rewrite" is a better term...), I may decide to do a short vignette on Kakyo, my favorite character in the X/1999 series. Something short, nothing too fancy. It was inspired by Episode 0 of the series, which many call "Kakyo's Episode," and describes the relationship between Kakyo and Sumeragi Hokuto.
It's nothing too complicated: it will be written in the first-person POV, and describes how the persona meets Kakyo when she accidentally strays into his dream realm on her way to another one, and takes place after Hokuto's death.
Again, nothing too complicated, and will, in all likelihood be quite philosophical in tone: a lot of musing and stuff, especially on the part of the persona.
Hmmm...that's it ^^;.
~ Lady Harle
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| Post-birthday |
[09 Jun 2004|11:23pm] |
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"You HAVE to go!"
"I'm begging, I'm begging!"
~ me and Mel, discussing the possibility of me going out this Saturday
I just turned a year older last June 6.
I know, I know belated message and all that, but I've been up to my neck in stuff to do. Don't blame me - blame the professors who are doing this to me.
*glares at professors* It's their fault that I can't settle down to reading Eragon properly - or any of my new books, for that matter.
See, that's what I usually do when I get cash for my birthday and for Christmas: I blow the whole lot of it on books in Powerbooks. I did that last Christmas, though since I had more cash on hand that time, I was able to acquire a whole lot more then than now.
This year, I only had 1500 bucks with me, so I went out and purchased three books: Eragon, Wyvernwood and Dragonsong. If you know your fantasy books, you will know that these three share the same theme: DRAGONS.
You know, I think I'm beginning to notice a trend here: it used to be that unicorns were the mythical animal of choice, and then they moved to mermaids. Now it's dragons. Doesn't mean that I'm complaining, though - I enjoy reading stuff about dragons. Still, I'm very curious about the Unicorns of Balinor series. The books are relatively thin, which is nice since they'll make for quick reading.
--~*~--
Speaking of books, I managed to acquire a copy of F.H. Batacan's Palanca Award-winning novel Smaller and Smaller Circles.
For those who don't know, the Palanca Awards are the Philippine version of the Pulitzer and Booker prizes. Every year, the best in Philippine literature are lauded and awarded in the Palancas. To be a recipient of a Palanca awardee means that a writer has REALLY become a writer - something like a rite-of-passage in the Philippine literary scene.
Anyway, F.H. Batacan won the Palanca Grand Prize for an English Novel for Smaller and Smaller Circles in 1999. The book is quite thin - only a 155 pages in the UP Jubilee Students' Edition version of the novel - but the story itself is incredible.
If anyone out there is looking for a good read, especially for good detective fiction, Smaller and Smaller Circles is definintely one of the best yet.
--~*~--
The plans to go out this Saturday night seem to be going okay - at least, I THINK they're going okay. My mom's fine with it, but my dad seems a little uneasy about it. He said he'd think about it, so I'm crossing my fingers and hoping, hoping, HOPING that he'll allow me.
--~*~--
Speaking of which, I just have to wonder: what the HELL are Mel and the others up to?! She's been doing things behind me back that I do not really understand... I feel almost scared now about Saturday *bites nails nervously*
--~*~--
Just got myself the complete series of CLAMP's X/1999 on VCD ^^. Bought the whole lot for 650 bucks from a schoolmate of mine. She has other series too, with each CD priced at 50 bucks each. Maybe I'll be able to buy another series - if I save up enough ^~.
~ Lady Harle
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