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One teenager's rantings that are too bothersome to him to be contained to the pages of a book but too personal to be put in an easier-to-find place.

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Location: Austin, Texas, United States

I'm kinda short, pleasantly plump, and a usually calm individual. There are many things I would love to do (or be able to do), including learn to speak various languages (some of which are Greek, Japanese, and Russian) and to be able to shapeshift (What? I never said they were all realistic). I also believe that everyone should, at least one day in their life, crossdress. It's a very interesting experience.

30 June, 2006

Something of a dream...

This is just something that has been going through my head... No real point to it, it's my fantasy, my dream, my whatever...

I awake in a room. Nothing special about it, it’s just a room, no windows, there might be a door somewhere, but I don’t want to look for it, I am content. I lay calmly on the bed… it’s extremely soft… it might not even be a bed, maybe a really wide couch. I turn my head and see… her. I’m not entirely sure who she is, right now, I know she’s someone I know. She reaches over to me, puts her hand around my waist, trying to pull me closer, but there’s no need for her to apply force behind it, I slide almost unconsciously closer to her. She kisses my cheek and caresses my side… my shape has changed, it is more round than blobbish, now, my legs more slender, the transition from my abdomen to my hips smoother… her hand is on my hip, now, and I put mine on hers. She smiles at me, kisses my cheek again. We move closer. Our heads share the same pillow. I close my eyes and rub her side, she rubs mine, she moves in closer, I feel her warm breath on my nose and chin… closer and closer she moves, my heart speeds up… I move in to kiss her cheek… she takes my lips.

And then I wake up, she is gone, the room is gone, the bed is gone… Windows have come, so has a door, and wooden slats providing pressure through the thin mattress… My shape is what it normally is, blobbish, uncomfortable, and hated. Nothing from the dream is left… nothing…

Except the joyful feeling of the kiss.

One can only hope it will last me until the dream comes around again…

"Sometimes I have believed as many as six impossible things before breakfast." ~Lewis Carroll

28 June, 2006

Meow.

Yeah... So a random thought for the day:

How did they first start making cheese? How did they figure out how to make it? Did someone just leave milk out too long accidentally? And if so, why WOULD they decide to eat it? It's like mushrooms or lobster... who looked at that and said "Boy that looks good!?"

Yeah... So this is just an update cus I haven't updated in a while.

Yeah... go read Candi. http://candicomics.com/ It's a great comic, very cute art style. Updates every weekday except Wednesday.

From looking at this strip [http://candicomics.com/d/20040714.html], I made my own addition to the metaphor for my situation. I'm just in that sort of depressed mood. "Just because you can't afford anything in the resaurant, doesn't mean you can't look at the menu, but it will severely depress you... and if you try to order something, you'll spend the rest of the night doing dishes to pay the bill."

... There's an intellectual thought in there somewhere, it might have gotten lost on the way from my mind to the keyboard... That's just the kind of pseudointellectual I am.

Marshmallow kitty calls you home.

22 June, 2006

Film, Motorcycles, and A-Kon

Wow, it's been a while, hasn't it, folks? I've been meaning to post, but... I've been busy, sorta.

A couple weeks ago, I went to A-kon in Dallas. I must say, it was fun. Three days of anime, fun, and ninjas-versus-pirates ((pirates rock.)). A brief overview:

Day one: Got there around 4, got my badge. Wandered around the con for a while, looking for some friends. Ran into one in the main room, I tried to call some other friends (but they didn't show up), we decided to go to the opening ceremonies, where we ran into someone he knew, who was with a couple of 22-year-old girls from Georgia. They were nice, and wouldn't stop saying how cute I was once I told them I was only 15. End of day one.

Day two: Got up around 9, called friends around 11, made plans to meet up around noon. Hung out with friends all day, I got a new State Alchemist pocketwatch, and a bunch of manga, and got Mike McFarland's (the director of and Jean Havoc in FMA) and Vic Mignogna's (voice of Ed Elric from FMA) autographs on volume 8 of the FMA manga. Later I got hit on the head with a paper fan by the old co-president and King and Tyrant of the Japanese Pop Culture Club at my school and watched a couple smaller-yet-older-than-me females I knew try on corsets. Took a few pictures that day, there were some fun cosplayers that day. One person even took my picture! ((I was dressed as the FullNeko Alchemist. I've been told my Edcoat is pretty good, many people asked if it was bought, but it's home made.)) Fun times all around. End of day two.

Day three: Got up, did a little bit of stuff, tried to get together with friends, but they were not to be found, so I wandered around the dealers' room, eventually ran into a couple friends, had a ramune with them, but had to leave shortly thereafter. Left around noon. It was a bummer. I wanna meet up with my friends over the summer. I'm bored.


On to more recent news:
During the past two weeks, I've been taking a Film class at UT, run by the Austin Film Festival. It's fun, I got to mess around with some cool equipment, we even shot our own movies (in 4 groups). We chose to do the idea of the other guy in the group, and, while it was the best idea for a movie in our group, he wanted to run the movie by himself. He really was unbearable during some of the shots. But we're done shooting now, and just finished editing today, and tomorrow we're all going to watch all the movies... I and one of the girls in my group stuck around after everyone else had left to finish some minor edits ((for example, making sure we were credited for everything we did for the film)) that the unbearable guy wouldn't let us do before. I'm sure he'll be pissed tomorrow when he finds out. Sucks to be him.

Last weekend, I did a motorcycling course that was run through the Harley dealership in South Austin. Saturday and Sunday we went to a course that was on what I think used to be an old air-traffic center, or something to that effect to ride for the first time. I took a few falls, but nothing too bad. I passed the test, so if I want to, I can get a motorcyclist's license. Yay me!

And that's all, so... This is Oni, signing off.

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