Preview: Prologue

Prologué

Oh, Mister Suitcase Man,

Where are you going with that key?

Is it to your job?

Or is it to a sun-shone cay?

Oh, Mister Suitcase Man,

You who are packing your things,

With all that luggage,

Are you preparing for when the bell rings?

Oh, Mister Suitcase Man,

Why have you turned the knob?

Now, all the giant balloons will fall from the sky.

Was it your job?

Oh, Mister Suitcase Man,

How sad it is what you have done.

The trees have lost their green 

And the little animals are all gone.

Misinterpreted.... 残念な

Due to new teachers, we had to present about ourselves and whatever else falls in that category.

Unfortunately, one was about who we admired.

Since mines is a Japanese Idol, I had to present about Idols first.

Why?

Because, my fellow classmates are not exposed to other cultures.

And in a previous post, I did mention about my people's ignorance.

 Kalafina (awesome Jpop group ^_^)

Well, I had to present about AV Idols. 

Which was embarrassing.

Tsubomi (AV IDOL) Don't ask how I got it (#x_x#)

It's a shame that such a cute girl is in porn.

KEEP CUTE GIRLS AWAY FROM PORN! EMPHASIS ON CUTE GIRLS!

I was explaining how an AV Idol can enter other forms of show business.

Since, there isn't a strong division, in Japan, between pornography and other show business.

Well, people misinterpreted and, now, I'm a pervert who watches porn.

Sigh... On the first week, too!

School definitely sucks.

Knee - deep in Work

Classes have begun!

These teachers do not waste time!

First day, new notes and homework.

Second day, today, more homework and notes.

My School Uniform

Ignore the background.

Tomorrow, I have presentations to do.

Damn, too much work!!!!

明日。。。さようなら、夏休み T_T

Tomorrow, Classes Start!

Oh the agony! Oh the pain!

Woe is me!

I swear, if it was that you had to take the classes that you like, it would be awesome!

But, alas, it is not.

Ok, enough with the weird lines.

Either way, I still have to go to school.

The only good thing about school is that I don't have to worry about clothes.

Jejeje, Uniforms.

Unfortunately, it is not the sailor suits (セーラー服）。

「僕は見るだけが、着てないよ！」

"I only watch, I do not wear!"

For those smart asses out there.

Well, with the amount of perverts and rapes here in Belize,

I guess it wouldn't survive.

Oh, well, I'll just need to go to Japan.

I hope I can go there.

Kami-sama, Onegai!!! （神様、お願いします！！！）

Sexual Abuse

Unfortunately, a rise of child molesters has begun.

A school's principal was found having a relationship with an under-aged girl.

My Math teacher was found harassing two young girls.

This rapist forced girls to give him a blow job. 

What in God's Name IS GOING ON?!!!!!

Really, can't people have restraint?

Sometimes, I am ashamed of my own gender.

A Story For You

Within The Computer
パソコンの以内

*Tick* *Tock* *Tick* *Tock*

The repetitive sound which I hear

Is the sound of the clock which is near.

It is reaching closer to its destination.

The day has reached a new 

And, I seek to release my frustration.

With a simple touch of my hand,

I open a gate to a new land.

A land where the sun rises

and the sea surrounds.

A beautiful maiden appears,

Whose smile relieved all my fears.

Her beauty is to be admired and envied.

The world brightened every time she smiled.

Her natural robe, the nature of her beauty,

Was purer than the whitest snow.

Her arms stretched towards me.

Without a doubt, I towards it.

She held me dear and pulled me in.

And, I lost all my will.

We laughed.

We cried.

We fought.

And, we bought.

Finally, we embraced.

Her warmth, I accepted.

No more could I resist.

And, as I shared my selfish emotions, she ceased to exist.

Slobbering on the desk.

Reality snapped me back.

One after twelve, I realized what I lack.

And, depression stroke as the bell wrang.

Realizing what I had felt.

My face began to melt.

Longing for the happiness which I lived.

With the person that I had dreamt.

アルフレード･クイリン

How Time Flies By

It has been three months, since my vacation began.

By next week, it is over.

On Tuesday, classes begin.

And, the never ending battle for dominance begins!

Crap, I hate school.

It is, just, too boring!

Can someone please explain how I'm going to use 'Moles' in life?

And, a person has to deal with those creatures that we know as "A@$Holes".

They should make a better form of education. >:(

I should get a Prize

I should Get a prize!

Want to know a secret?

I've been using a wristwatch for more than 4 years.

Yes! Without removing it from my wrist! 

Today is my fifth year!

I should Get at least a Wow! or Amazing!

Ain't That a Kick in The Head

The title is an ancient song written in the 1950' - 60's

Yes, I am in that kind of music.

You can a form of decency or, perhaps, innocence.

I find that very amusing, since you don't find it frequently now a days. 

Well, I was watching a Jpop Music Video that made me proud and crushed it afterwards.

It contained tons of cute girls!

But, the important part is that it contained a Spanish Beat.

Like Salsa or something.

Eitherway,

It made me proud but when I realized that I had to go to Japan to listen to the music that belongs to my culture really made me sad. 

It's pretty tough when you realize that your people do not give a wooden nickel about their own culture.

Please, Don't forget your CULTURE; YOUR IDENTITY.

Miss Chiquitita

Yesterday, an event occurred here in my TINY TOWN. 

Yes, Miss Chiquitita which means Miss Little.

In other words, it is a beauty pageant for girls that are still in the ages of 7-10. 

I was forced to attend, since my little cousin participated in it.

To be frank, I felt like a paedophile.

I swear, there was nothing to watch!

I have no idea what's going to happen to those girls.

Probably, future stuck ups.

Here are some photos.

It was dark so this the best it gets!

Damn you phone!!! X(

West Nile?... I thought It was In Egypt!

Well... The West Nile Virus.

Apparently, it is some scary stuff. 

West Nile Virus is a virus(obviously) that is transferred through mosquitoes. 

According to the statistics:

According to the Centers for Disease Control and Prevention, more than 30,000 people in the U.S. have reported getting sick with the West Nile Virus since 1999. The disease spreads to humans most often through bites from infected mosquitoes. The mosquitoes themselves get West Nile virus when they feed on infected birds, and then spread it to humans and other animals when they bite.

The good news is about 80 percent of people who are infected with the virus won't show any symptoms at all. Up to 20 percent, however, may develop a fever, headache, body aches, vomiting, swollen lymph glands or a skin rash. These symptoms may last a few days or a few weeks, even in otherwise healthy people.

But about one in 150 people will develop a severe illness, in which they may have a high fever, neck stiffness, convulsions, vision loss, paralysis, coma or other neurological effects that may be permanent.~CBSNEWS~

My father is worried that 17 people have died already due to that virus.

If, only he knew that the death ratio of the Flu is 41,400 deaths each year.

Be careful, don't die! 

Most likely you won't if you deal with it on time.

Classification

Well, it is normal for a man to be interested in the opposite gender.

 And, 

apparently,

very recently,

in the same gender..... 

No comments on that. I don't want UNIBAM suing me. 

Either way, the four races depict this different stereotypes when it comes to women.

First, Caucasians.

Caucasian women gives this strong sense of elegance. They are tall and their face depicts a certain form of assurance. 

Second, Hindu, Dark Hispanic and etc...

This women have a massive amount of curves. And, with their tanned skin, they are, in a way, sexy. Ok, they are sexy. Of course, like in all races there are exceptions.

Third, African Americans (don't want to get sued). 

Well, they can be pretty attractive. Not my preferences, but they give like this aggressive feel. Either, the good way or the bad way (getting freaky or strangled)

Fourth, Asians (My Fav. Guess why?).

Last, but not least, Asians. Yes, they are in the race and they are a tough competition. They, especially the good looking ones, give this impression of being dolls; their stretched eyes, their smooth skin, and especially their body (heh, flattish) help with this. (experienced gained after accidentally downloading 150 pictures of South Korean women in erotic poses). 

Short description, but, if I give too much, women get angry. If I give too little, the same shit. So, I'd rather give 'good enough'.

A Small Story For You

The Rain Which Was Faced

It has been a hour since the sky began to weep. Was it joy due to the effort being given by this person? Or, is it, because of the agony that I am going through. I could only admire him in the sidelines for going to such great lengths for this person. 

"If you can score at least once, I'll go out with you." She said. 

She knew that he would not be able to throw the basketball through the hoop. She knew it well, yet she asked him to. I saw his eyes widen and a flame igniting within his heart. He was determined to succeed no matter what the cost. He grasped the ball with all his might and bit his lips. His posture was horrible; as expected from a person who had never played basketball. He threw the ball towards the tall net. From the beginning, it was determined to fail. The ball missed, he fell to the ground, and the girl left him in his despair. 

He did not wait long to stop crying. He stood up and, with his strong will, approached me. 

"Teach me how to score, I beg of you!" He knelt and bowed down to me. I was surprised. Who would throw away his pride for a girl? I could not resist this pathetic view in front of me.

"Stand up!" I ordered him, "Watch closely. Do you think you can do that!?"

I showed him the steps, and the posture. I taught him everything I knew. Now, it was time for him to practice, but the sky turned dark. The rain clouds covered every bit of light that crossed through. With this weather, it was better to leave the practice for another day but, he did not leave. He stayed even when the rained poured upon him. I, now, envied him. I have never had a reason why to dedicate myself. But, this person found a reason. One which he is willing to throw away his health for. 

I could not withstand watching his effort go in vain; therefore I called her through my cell-phone; the one who had caused all of this mess. We were three, but, after this, it would become two whichever way fate decided to take. At first, she was hesitant due to the weather, but I convinced her. No, I forced her to come.

When she arrived, she was furious and asked me, "Why did you call me in the middle of this rain? Do you even know what time it is?"

Clearly, I had lost track of time. It was, now, dark, but his efforts could still be seen. 

"Just watch," I told her.

"What is it?" Her eyes widened when she saw the person who she harmed and the pain he was going through. "Since, when has he...?"

I interrupted her, "Since, you left."

"Why?"

"I have never been in love, so I don't know what is going on in that idiot's head." It was a lie. I, also, loved her, but it was not meant to be. It hurts so much, but I have to bear it. My eyes are heavy and my heart is being crushed. But, I must bear it. I must.

He finally noticed that he was being watched. And, he asked her again, he approached the spot, and he scored. Now, there are only two of them and another shower starts.

A poem I wrote

This is a poem that is dedicated to the part of my country that nobody wishes to see, but is there. Highlight the script

Gloriosum est 
By: Alfredo Kuylen

L
ong ago when they were here,
And with their all seeing eyes, oppressed us;
We trembled with a terrifying fear,
Waiting for their lash of fate upon us;
Subjugating us, as the Romans did, 
To their every whim.

“Gloriosum est iniurias oblivisci!” They proclaimed.

O
ur souls with a hunger for emancipation,
And our hearts ready for the cost,
We held our fists high for renovation,
And made our oppressors flee to the dust;
In an island far away, 
Where they had lead others astray.

“Gloriosum est iniurias oblivisci!” We abjured. 
U

pon this soil, with our heads held high,
We have forgotten our oppression,
Even though, it was nigh;
We head towards our self-destruction,
Subjugating with paper, and deceit;
Oppressing ourselves due to differences.

“Gloriosum est iniurias oblivisci!” We adopted.

T
he contradiction of our anthem,
And the shame of our forefathers toil;
We tarnish our emblem,
And throw our flag to the soil;
The soil where they once lived,
And repeating  what history did.

“Gloriosum est iniurias oblivisci!” 
‘It is glorious to forget injustice!’ 
The lout’s recurring errs. 

Guatemala City

Yep, you heard it right! 

Tomorrow, I'll be going to Guatemala City. 

Sorry, won't be taking any pictures. 

Probably, because I am afraid of getting mugged, raped and shot.

It's REALLY DANGEROUS. 

A little bit more and it is a war zone!

Wish me luck!

Critics... Everyone is one....

Ok, first of all, sorry about yesterday. Yes, it was in Japanese. Yes, the grammar most likely sucked. Please! Criticize it! I need to get better!

Anyway, that is not the point for this post.

What I wanted to say was that I found this other blog where this person was criticizing some idols. Normally, I would not mind, but the guy went too far. The person would stoop down to call the girls prostitutes. If you are going to criticize, at least be neutral. Besides, those girls struggled to get where they are. One of them dropped out of high school just to follow her dream. And, she achieved it! Don't you think that the effort that the idols gave is enough?

Besides, probably the guy is a 40 year old loser that sits on his computer 24/7, is butt shit ugly, and has no goal in life, since he spends the entire days criticizing people that can do what he most likely can't and will never be able to.

最初の日本語のポスト

これは僕の最初の日本語のポスト。

緊張している。がんばる。

今日はちょっと暑いね？　

とにかく、 今日 、僕は漢字と日本語の練習を。

日本語がちょっと難しい。違う！とても難しい！

何で日本語が難しい？　

もう！疲れている。寝る行くよ！

お休み！気おつけてね！

Daily Activities

Yes, today I disarmed and rearmed a laptop.

Amazing right? Well, let me tell you this:

It was a pain in my butt!

Seriously, those pieces of scrap are horrible!!

So many parts! Yet, not one of them is easily replaceable!

Yes it is portable, but does it matter if your keyboard is damaged?! 

Or if your screen met the pearly gates?!

I THINK NOT!

Laptops are unmodifiable unlike desktops.

Why don't they invent a highly modifiable Laptop which it's parts can be easily replaced?

Hurricane Ernest

It CAME, IT SAW, AND...... AND..... IT IGNORED US!!!!!

Yes, the hurricane avoided us completely. Where I am situated, only a few showers occurred. Only! Not even lightning. I have seen worse days in a normal storm during the rainy season.

Well, it is for the best. That just goes to show you that the crime in the city is so bad that not even a hurricane wants to stay over there for the night. The sad thing about it is that the city is the smallest city in the world.

I feel sorry for Mexico though. Hope it does not cause them that much damage.

Phrase from the Fool

"It is the arrogance of man which prohibits us from acknowledging that, through imperfection, we have reached perfection."

First Place = Last Place

Haven't you noticed that everything is based on who is first or who is last? But, whether you are first or last, isn't that insignificant? Because, I'm a person who hasn't been left behind when it comes to studying. When I was in Primary School, I graduated as the valedictorian. In other words, first place. I was obsessed in getting that post that I really didn't care who was stepped upon. Of course, I gained it honestly, but, the countless of people I refused to help and the countless of people I trampled upon to reach my goal, was it worth it? In the end, it is true I gained first place, but it was not the position that helped me, but my grades. The position, the trophies, the medals, were just for show! It didn't gain me anything!

I'm saying this because I have seen people who are obsessed with gaining trophies or medals. Let me tell you this, it is not the medal or the status that counts but, the effort that you underwent to get there. And no matter how great your goals are never forget what is important to you.

Suugaku Joshi Gakuen

The title means Math Girl's Academy. Yes, it is a dorama from Japan about Mathematics. Well, it sounds boring (believe me, I'm indifferent towards Math). But, it is anything but boring.

The plot line:

Some months ago, the Mathematics genius girl "Nina"(Reina Tanaka) moved to "Machida Math Girl School" from the public school in Fukuoka Prefecture. Nina has to find her elder sister "Kiina", vanished out this school one year ago. Nina decided to get the title of "SugakuBanchou(the leader of math)", for get the key(clue) to finding her sister."Sayuri" (Sayumi Michishige) is Nina's classmate. She has Aiming to beat and win to Nina with the mathematic battle. She believes hold her own.One day, Math-weak-boy "Kazuki"(Dori Sakurada) comes to this school. He has to move to this Girl's School,because of his parent's two Mistakes on the procedure... - wikipedia.org-

Sheesh, horrible grammer.

How everything works out

I swear, I have never seen such a fun show about Math (I still am indifferent towards Math though). The problems and everything are great, but the characters and the events that happen are very comedic. Especially, the main protagonists are all different. One, is a yankii (rebel). The other is a push over and the last one is very narcissistic. You ask me, it is a great combination for comedy. 

Phrase From The Fool

"A good-bye always leads to another hello"

Earth 2160

This is my review on Earth 2160. I know what you are asking, "What's so great about this game?" I am going to be a complete kiss ass for now by saying, "Well, it has great graphics and it occupies less than a gig."

Earth 2160 follows the progress of the factions, the United Civilized States, the Eurasian Dynasty and the Lunar Corporation, who, after escaping the doomed Earth, headed for Mars. After a time of relative peace and recovery, the factions once again come to blows, with a fourth faction ofextraterrestrial nature, named the Morphidians, coming into play. Just a few thousand humans were specifically chosen for the evacuation of Earth, and as such manpower and resources are limited. Upon reaching Mars, the factions set about completing the difficult and lengthy task ofterraforming the planet independently of one another. As the game begins the process appears to be far from completion. -wikipedia.org-

Well, enough about the story line and lets get to criticism. Yes, it has great graphics for such a small amount of space occupied in your HDD. But, graphics aren't worth jack if your soldiers, when they die, act like if they are made of plastic. The movement of your units is a bit suckish. Sorry, it is quite horrible. Even, old games have better movement that what this game does.

I must admit that its gameplay was great. There are three different factions and each of them being completely varied when it comes to strategies, construction, resources required and how it is gathered, and the units themselves (tanks, robots, organics, and hovercrafts). To top it all off, you can modify your units according to the situation in game. For example, modify a tank to be able to withstand lasers instead of missiles. This increases the amount of strategies that can be used. 

Now, the AI of the computer is highly adaptable. It adapts according to your strategy making it quite a challenge. It is actually really smart and very hard to beat even in easy. The campaign is really tough. Your strategic mind will be pushed to its limits.

Good luck with this game. You are going to need it.

Haunting Dream

Hey... Do you remember the girl that I dreamt and described some posts before?

Well, from a wonderful dream, it has now become a nightmare. I swear, it haunts me throughout the day and throughout the night. Even, when I sleep, I see her again. My imaginations are now based on it. To top it all off, I saw an Idol whose face was the same as the girls (might be the reason why I began to like the idol). Now, I can't even distinguish between reality and fantasy. It has filled me with a false hope that the impossible might just happen. It is now more frustrating than soothing.

Heh... dreams are not meant to be happy (for me). They are supposed to be mysterious, strange, philosophical, terrifying, etc... Dreams are supposed to be brief with no special attachments to it. But, why has this dream kept an image in head? Why do the emotions within it resound through my mind?

It is ruining my rational thought. Dreams are just dreams. A recollection of memories. Nothing more and nothing less. But, why has it been this impacting?

Phrase from the Fool

"Some dreams are never meant to be reached."