GIANT SIZE X-MEN ANNUAL IS-I mean... Ummm GIANT SIZE DAN UPDATE! WAGH!
First off...
Fushigi Yugi: A story of how to stay sex free, skip school, and turn super saiya-jin... but with much cooler looking, grey hair!
All joking aside, I'm quite angry with myself for putting off watching FY for so long. So many years where I had the chance, and yet, rejected it because I had the freakin' story ruined for me. Thanks a lot, stupid anime fans in high school. Way to go and ruin the ending, especially about Nuriko. >_< GAH! Not what happens to Nuriko later, but what you find out early on... That's right, you know what I'm talking about.
The character development was rich, the story original, and the music that plays when Tamahome goes ape crazy as Suzaku Ogre whatchamacallit' super saiya-jin or what not... ROCKS! Ahhh, the trumpets and drums, so battle-esque! Sadly, the girl inside me cries out, and adores the relationships that blossom between the characters, specifically between Tamahome and Miaka. I'm not sure if I am the only guy who really likes Miaka, as the only problem I had with her was how quick her and Tamahome broke up, then went back out, then broke up again. They go out more times than I did with Tammy in freshman year! Geez! I highly suggest it, if you haven't seen it yet. Don't put it off! Don't do what Dan did! Now I have to find out if the OVAs are worth watching, or what they're about for that matter.
All in all, I give Fushigi Yugi: The Mysterious Play a...
9/10 on the Dan Scale.
Reason: Everbody wanted to diddle Miaka at some point in the story. You know Yui wanted to jump her at some point, too!
Birthday:
Hurrah... I turn 21 soon. Will I drink? 'Prolly not. Will I be doing anything for my b-day? 'Prolly not.
Becky Moving Out:
My family and I will find out soon if Becky's husband is back. It's looking like the 12th will be her last day here. How am I feeling about this? Uncertain, really. I'm happy that I'll be getting a bigger room, however, I feel like an a-hole for only caring about how much space I can cram games and anime into. I don't know how life will be without my twin sister around. I haven't been the best brother, I could have done a lot more for her when we were younger. I had the willpower and strength to defend her when my older sister went on the rampage, but I guess because of what my older sister did to me, I couldn't do what I wanted to. Maybe that's just an excuse in my head, but... -sigh- I really wish I could make Becky happy. I only hope Craig stays loyal to her, and that she is happy with him when they move down South. I'm fairly certain life will lose a sense of feeling when she goes. I can remember back to when I was younger, Becky would always tell me about how she wanted to disappear when she was 18, leave the house and never come back.
It makes me think about things, like, maybe I am just hiding behind the knees of my parents. Jen and Becky are on their own now, and yet I stay because it's comfortable and convienent. I don't deserve my family. What good have I done for them to be treated so well off?
Honesty With Myself; My Religious Problems:
Perhaps I jumped the gun. I said a lot of things, blew up when I shouldn't have, and screamed my head off like a spoiled brat. I got a few calls from people, from church and fellow christians, whom I'm sure in their intentions weren't wanting to hang out with me to have fun. Funny how people only call you when you don't want to be bothered. Not to say I am not grateful for them calling and wanting to talk, but, it would have been nice had the reasons been different. God, I sound like such a douche when I say that, when I don't mean to be. It's just, why is it that I only recieved invitations to go out and eat and talk when something that I didn't want to bother with anymore came up? Where were they when I wanted to hang out for the heck of it? Too busy? Am I only worth their time when I have a problem...?
Ughh... I can't stand this. I can't stand the way I sound or the way I seem to be coming off from this post. Why can't I make the translation from mind to keyboard?!
I'm so fed up with myself. What happened to not giving up?! What happened to doing my best and not getting down, after so much progress was made?! All it took was a simple tip of the ice, and all my woes and worries came crashing down on me. Things seem so heavy, only because I've made them to weigh out by the tons. My 12 steps, my questions and resolutions, in such a short time I gave up on them. Why?! WHY?!
Why can't I stick with things? Why do I have to be so fickle?! I've been walking this road with my beliefs for so long, struggling and staggering, falling to my knees only to stand right back up and continue on my way. Why can't I stick by my beliefs and structures?
I know why. Because... I want to be liked. I want to be approved by the people around me. If I don't object to things like sex or swearing, girls will like me and want to talk to me. It's foolish, isn't it? Tossing out the things that I hated most just so a girl will like me... I go through the cycle, giving it up, doing the deed, only to come back to that cold shower, frantically trying to find someway of washing myself clean of the horrible things I've done. I'm so filthy, covered and rolling in my own greed and desires to be loved and wanted by someone of the opposite sex. Even with friends, I'm constantly cattering to people, trying to fit myself in and be someone who I am not in order to have their friendship. I'll tell dirty jokes to become friends with people at work, I'll preach and quote verse to try and impress the guys at church, and I'll just as quickly say yes and lay with a woman to have her as my own.
Why...? Why am I so stupid? Why do I feel so sorry for myself? What happened to my visions, the man who I wanted to be? What happened to being someone who stood up for this friends, didn't sell out to be accepted, stayed true to himself like the heroes in books he read?!!
Why can't people like me as I am?! Am I blind to them?! Can I never see who I really am, or who my real friends are?!
Why do I have to be a Christian to be friends with Brad or Bekah? Why do I have to turn my back to the God I worship when I go to conventions or hang out with other Anime fans? Why must I countlessly throw away the man I want to be when I see a cute face walk by?
I want to be stronger. I want to be stronger. I don't want to be weak like this. I want to be cold, without feeling, without this horrible wanting to be loved and cared for, mothered and held by a woman who will more than likely toss me out like so many before. I want to do things on my own, be who I want to be, be true and honest with myself. I want to not exaggerate just so people will listen to me. I hate the gossip that goes around about Frank and Deb, or my situations with Brad and others that I spread and later regret. I onyl dig myself deeper, and I can only blame myself for my stupid problems...
A real man takes delight in the truth, turning a sour face to that which lives in lies. A true man protects that which he cares for, laying his life on the line. He does it not only physically, but spiritually. A true man controls his emotions, his temperment, his passion, and uses it when in his heart and his mind both know that the time is right. A real man cares for the women he loves, to where hearing her sweet voice, or seeing the look in her eyes is worth more than a thousand nights of having her in his arms.
I haven't even started on my journey. I have so much more to do, so much farther to go, so much more to learn. If life were an RPG, I wouldn't even be a level 1 yet.
I've got so much experience to gain.
-Dan
Fushigi Yugi: A story of how to stay sex free, skip school, and turn super saiya-jin... but with much cooler looking, grey hair!
All joking aside, I'm quite angry with myself for putting off watching FY for so long. So many years where I had the chance, and yet, rejected it because I had the freakin' story ruined for me. Thanks a lot, stupid anime fans in high school. Way to go and ruin the ending, especially about Nuriko. >_< GAH! Not what happens to Nuriko later, but what you find out early on... That's right, you know what I'm talking about.
The character development was rich, the story original, and the music that plays when Tamahome goes ape crazy as Suzaku Ogre whatchamacallit' super saiya-jin or what not... ROCKS! Ahhh, the trumpets and drums, so battle-esque! Sadly, the girl inside me cries out, and adores the relationships that blossom between the characters, specifically between Tamahome and Miaka. I'm not sure if I am the only guy who really likes Miaka, as the only problem I had with her was how quick her and Tamahome broke up, then went back out, then broke up again. They go out more times than I did with Tammy in freshman year! Geez! I highly suggest it, if you haven't seen it yet. Don't put it off! Don't do what Dan did! Now I have to find out if the OVAs are worth watching, or what they're about for that matter.
All in all, I give Fushigi Yugi: The Mysterious Play a...
9/10 on the Dan Scale.
Reason: Everbody wanted to diddle Miaka at some point in the story. You know Yui wanted to jump her at some point, too!
Birthday:
Hurrah... I turn 21 soon. Will I drink? 'Prolly not. Will I be doing anything for my b-day? 'Prolly not.
Becky Moving Out:
My family and I will find out soon if Becky's husband is back. It's looking like the 12th will be her last day here. How am I feeling about this? Uncertain, really. I'm happy that I'll be getting a bigger room, however, I feel like an a-hole for only caring about how much space I can cram games and anime into. I don't know how life will be without my twin sister around. I haven't been the best brother, I could have done a lot more for her when we were younger. I had the willpower and strength to defend her when my older sister went on the rampage, but I guess because of what my older sister did to me, I couldn't do what I wanted to. Maybe that's just an excuse in my head, but... -sigh- I really wish I could make Becky happy. I only hope Craig stays loyal to her, and that she is happy with him when they move down South. I'm fairly certain life will lose a sense of feeling when she goes. I can remember back to when I was younger, Becky would always tell me about how she wanted to disappear when she was 18, leave the house and never come back.
It makes me think about things, like, maybe I am just hiding behind the knees of my parents. Jen and Becky are on their own now, and yet I stay because it's comfortable and convienent. I don't deserve my family. What good have I done for them to be treated so well off?
Honesty With Myself; My Religious Problems:
Perhaps I jumped the gun. I said a lot of things, blew up when I shouldn't have, and screamed my head off like a spoiled brat. I got a few calls from people, from church and fellow christians, whom I'm sure in their intentions weren't wanting to hang out with me to have fun. Funny how people only call you when you don't want to be bothered. Not to say I am not grateful for them calling and wanting to talk, but, it would have been nice had the reasons been different. God, I sound like such a douche when I say that, when I don't mean to be. It's just, why is it that I only recieved invitations to go out and eat and talk when something that I didn't want to bother with anymore came up? Where were they when I wanted to hang out for the heck of it? Too busy? Am I only worth their time when I have a problem...?
Ughh... I can't stand this. I can't stand the way I sound or the way I seem to be coming off from this post. Why can't I make the translation from mind to keyboard?!
I'm so fed up with myself. What happened to not giving up?! What happened to doing my best and not getting down, after so much progress was made?! All it took was a simple tip of the ice, and all my woes and worries came crashing down on me. Things seem so heavy, only because I've made them to weigh out by the tons. My 12 steps, my questions and resolutions, in such a short time I gave up on them. Why?! WHY?!
Why can't I stick with things? Why do I have to be so fickle?! I've been walking this road with my beliefs for so long, struggling and staggering, falling to my knees only to stand right back up and continue on my way. Why can't I stick by my beliefs and structures?
I know why. Because... I want to be liked. I want to be approved by the people around me. If I don't object to things like sex or swearing, girls will like me and want to talk to me. It's foolish, isn't it? Tossing out the things that I hated most just so a girl will like me... I go through the cycle, giving it up, doing the deed, only to come back to that cold shower, frantically trying to find someway of washing myself clean of the horrible things I've done. I'm so filthy, covered and rolling in my own greed and desires to be loved and wanted by someone of the opposite sex. Even with friends, I'm constantly cattering to people, trying to fit myself in and be someone who I am not in order to have their friendship. I'll tell dirty jokes to become friends with people at work, I'll preach and quote verse to try and impress the guys at church, and I'll just as quickly say yes and lay with a woman to have her as my own.
Why...? Why am I so stupid? Why do I feel so sorry for myself? What happened to my visions, the man who I wanted to be? What happened to being someone who stood up for this friends, didn't sell out to be accepted, stayed true to himself like the heroes in books he read?!!
Why can't people like me as I am?! Am I blind to them?! Can I never see who I really am, or who my real friends are?!
Why do I have to be a Christian to be friends with Brad or Bekah? Why do I have to turn my back to the God I worship when I go to conventions or hang out with other Anime fans? Why must I countlessly throw away the man I want to be when I see a cute face walk by?
I want to be stronger. I want to be stronger. I don't want to be weak like this. I want to be cold, without feeling, without this horrible wanting to be loved and cared for, mothered and held by a woman who will more than likely toss me out like so many before. I want to do things on my own, be who I want to be, be true and honest with myself. I want to not exaggerate just so people will listen to me. I hate the gossip that goes around about Frank and Deb, or my situations with Brad and others that I spread and later regret. I onyl dig myself deeper, and I can only blame myself for my stupid problems...
A real man takes delight in the truth, turning a sour face to that which lives in lies. A true man protects that which he cares for, laying his life on the line. He does it not only physically, but spiritually. A true man controls his emotions, his temperment, his passion, and uses it when in his heart and his mind both know that the time is right. A real man cares for the women he loves, to where hearing her sweet voice, or seeing the look in her eyes is worth more than a thousand nights of having her in his arms.
I haven't even started on my journey. I have so much more to do, so much farther to go, so much more to learn. If life were an RPG, I wouldn't even be a level 1 yet.
I've got so much experience to gain.
-Dan