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when your world breaks down,
and the voices tell you "turn around";
when your dreams give out,
i will carry you... carry you...
when the stars go blind,
and the darkness starts to flood your eyes;
when you're fallin' behind,
i will carry you...
--clay aiken, "i will carry you."
been watching anime recently. kenshin OVAs 5&6 (*cries* ;_;), sakura CC movie 2, and will soon be watching inuyasha movie 3. that, of course, leads me to reading anime fanfics. and writing anime fanfics.
i discovered C2 communities in ff.net this past week. they're great. problem is, we can only have one. so i decided to just put all the lists i wanted to have, up in my domain. so now i have this site, lovelies, that hosts my fanfic recs. all my favorite fanfics, divided by sections (series & couples, most likely). no harry potter yet, but that one's coming soon. my HP favorites list is just too big to have it ready right now. currently hosting mostly anime recommendations at the moment. so go there. LOVELIES LOVELIES LOVELIES!
stupid thing of watching movies to regain inspiration is that inspiration comes from a different angle. i wanted to write something for my CCS untitled fic, and instead wound up writing something completely new. so here you have a little bit-- it's going to be called "before the bell rings" and it's an ExT fic, with hints of other canon couples. hopefully it will be finished someday.
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Daidouji Tomoyo was sitting on her desk, working on a history essay she had to turn in during third period. It was very early; there was almost no one in the school yet, but Tomoyo, being the responsible, organized girl that she is, always liked to get there early, to get a better head start on the day's activities.
Most people would complain that getting to school early involved getting up early and therefore losing precious sleep. But Tomoyo was the type of girl that went to bed exactly at her bedtime, when she wasn't on a card-capturing adventure with her friends, that is, and so she never actually missed any sleep. It was a nice routine, hers. She liked routines.
Instead of suffering about it, she liked to see it from a global perspective: she often thought her being an early-riser was one of the little ways through which the world kept its balance. Her best friend, Kinomoto Sakura, for example, would wake up an hour late and often get to class with minutes, or even seconds to spare. It was only logical that the other best friend would have the perfect punctuality record.
Those who wouldn't complain because of the lack of sleep, would do so because they felt their school was creepy when empty. The sound of steps would echo, of those few who were walking down the halls, namely janitors and a few teachers. Other than that, it was completely silent. But Tomoyo didn't mind the silence; she welcomed it, in fact. It was a nice change from the chaos that would come once the students started coming in. She found it comforting. Flexible. She could do anything without anyone noticing. Usually she'd just sit and maybe clean the board or rearrange the things over the teacher's desk, but if she wanted to do homework, she could do homework. If she wanted to sing, she could sing. Even if she wanted to look out the window and shout that she was the queen of the world, she could do it. Not that she ever would, polite little lady that she was.
She looked at her wristwatch. It would still be around half an hour before the other people started getting there. Around forty five minutes before Sakura got there.
She continued working on her paper.
Five minutes later, the door to the classroom slid open and in came someone. Tomoyo wasn't perturbed by this and simply continued writing. Having company this early wasn't as unusual as others might think. After all, she wasn't the only serious, responsible student in that class.
"Ohayo gozaimasu, Daidouji-san."
She looked up at the boy who was then walking to the teacher's desk. She saw him put a small bouquet of lilies in the vase that adorned the desk. It was his turn for pre-class duty. But he always got there early, too, even if he didn't have any duties before school, and she was used to it. He turned to her and the light coming in from the window reflected in his glasses. He smiled, that polite smile that didn't quite reach his eyes, that smile that always spoke of a wisdom beyond his eleven years. She smiled back at him, in the same way. "Ohayo, Hiiragizawa-kun."
They lapsed into a comfortable silence while Eriol left his bag on his seat, directly behind her, and went on to clean the blackboard. It was somewhat funny; she had always felt that Hiiragizawa-kun could hold a conversation with a person even if neither of them were speaking. She knew that he was learning new things about her even if he had his back to her. He was a very observant person. That she could know, even if she hadn't known him for a long time. She knew because she was the same way... always there, in the background, quiet, but seeing everything.
She heard, not saw, him writing the current date in the board, then suddenly, very quietly, he was standing beside her. "It is a lovely day, is it not?" She marveled at the way he had moved through the couple of feet that separated the board from her desk. With him, nothing was random or chaotic. His every move was deliberate, graceful. It was a rare thing to see. Their friends would often be startled when he started speaking, because they hadn't noticed he was there. Not Tomoyo, though. It did amaze her, but she knew when he was near her.
"Yes, it is," she replied, looking back at him. Then she noticed that his arm was extended to her, and in his hand he was holding one of the lilies, presenting it to her. She smiled back at him, she couldn't help it. He was a very polite, gallant boy. He was British, after all. "Oh, arigato. What is this for?"
"I heard you tell Sakura-chan that your bookmarker was lost," he explained as he sat on his desk, behind her. "Maybe this will serve for the same purpose."
"That's very thoughtful, Hiiragizawa-kun. Thank you." She carefully placed the lily in her desk and continued writing her essay.
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it sux. anyway.
kNET seems to be now completely functional, even the subdomains. i've still got to check some of my sites to see if i've got the right codes for the databases, but everything SHOULD be there. so go see it.
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edit @ 1847 hrs the next day... you know, it's kinda freaky that now all these "celebrities" are actually YOUNGER than me. a couple years ago i had the feeling i would never reach "that" age, you know. seems that i never reached it, because it stopped being "that" age by the time i got to it. hmmm.
edit @ 1911 hrs the same next day...
1. Which club(s)/country(s) do you love and support above all others?
club, only real madrid. when it comes to countries, there's of course panama because i'm panamanian... and then there's the national french team because i love france to death and it's as i were french too. only i don't speak french. and i've never been to france. closest i've gotten is the france attraction in epcot center. but france has a very special place in my heart and it will always be like that. anyway, hopefully france and panama will never play a match, because then i'd have to graciously abstain from playing favorites... ^^;;;
2. Which club(s)/country(s) do you love and support, but not as much as your #1 choice(s)?
well, i like monaco a lot, as well as milan FC and arsenal FC. one in each league, i guess ^^;;; and as for national teams, none really. just my main two.
3. Which club(s)/country(s) do you cheer for whenever you hear they've won, but otherwise don't follow them?
hmmmm... i guess any latin american club. except possibly argentina. never liked them, too many fans already.