I just wanted to tell the world that Yuri on Ice was the best anime EVER!
Recently we don't have that much memorable anime. This year we had Boku dake ga inai machi and Re:Zero that were very good but I don't really feel like rewatching them...
Shikashi! YOI was beautiful: the music, the character growth, the romance! Victor definitly loves our little baka Yuri, I hope this next season, whatever fomat it takes the romance will have a resolution! I'll die happy if at the end we have a glimpse of Victor and Yuri's hands and the ring is placed on the left hand instead.
I rewatched this anime dozens of times! Mainly episodes 4, 7, 10 and 12!!!!
Watching this anime fills me with happiness!
I haven't been here lately...
RL has been caotic and the only manga I'm "following" right now are Kachou no Fugetsu and Sekai-Ichi Hatsukoi...
In the meanwhile I can manage to watch some anime... Recently I was kinda paranoic and couldn't manage to sleep properly (I wasn't watching anime) and I found out that watching anime relaxed my mind, I could forget the rest of the world for 20min, so I'm watching some anime regularly. Reading manga and/or books not only doesn't help but it makes it worse.
Regarding Aldnoah/Zero which didn't start very well (the second season I mean) is getting better. And I found this out in pixiv: http://www.pixiv.net/member_illust.php?mode=medium&illust_id=48918152
This is so true! :)
I think that the fact that I spent the last half an hour giggling about this proves, undoubtedly, how burned my brain is:
I don't write anything in this journal for ages... RL has been busy and this last year was not easy at all for me...
I'm really hopeful that this new year will be good. I'll start my 2nd year of PhD, and I hope that finally my work starts to bear fruits.
I'm still watching anime but I don't really have time to read manga... The only series that I'm up to date is Sekai-Ichi Hatsukoi and only Onodera no baai... I really want to catch up Pandora Hearts but I don't read anything since *spolier* they explained what Oz really is and everyone went against him */spoiler* *sobs*.
I hope this year I'll be more energetic, so that my work can flow properly and so that I can have time for my hobbies. I haven't exercised for more than a year, and I really want to start it again, and probably, this years I'm going to finally sign myself in in some Japanese classes.
Yoi otoshi wo omukae kudasai~~ *bow*
I just love autumn, the colors, the smells, the light. It's starting to get cold, but it's not freezing. The fruits (the persimmons...), the cookies, the jams... My mother did marmalade last weekend - in my country marmalade is done with quince, so it's a quince jam not an orange jam - and it's very good. This weekend she will be baking a kind of cookies with honey, cinnamon, walnut, olive oil, fennel... They are so good! Particularly when you eat them as soon as they came out of oven *dreamy eyes*. But this kind of cookies remain good for a long period of time.
On the other hand, these days I could organize my head and my things, so I feel that I can finally move on.
And finally, last week, PhD grants results came out and I got a grant! In my country is really difficult to get this grants, so I'm very happy. So now I have to keep on working hard!
It's been more than a year since I last wrote in this journal...
My life it's been kind of chaotic lately but things are finally getting together (at least I hope so...). I just have to get used to the fact that I'm the kind of person that no matter how much she tries, never gets things easily... *sigh*
The fall season 2012 is starting, so I'm going to check some series up... I hope they're good (^^)"
I am the girl kicked out of her home because I confided in my mother that I am a lesbian.
I am the prostitute working the streets because nobody will hire a transsexual woman.
I am the sister who holds her gay brother tight through the painful, tear-filled nights.
We are the parents who buried our daughter long before her time.
I am the man who died alone in the hospital because they would not let my partner of twenty-seven years into the room.
I am the foster child who wakes up with nightmares of being taken away from the two fathers who are the only loving family I have ever had. I wish they could adopt me.
I am one of the lucky ones, I guess. I survived the attack that left me in a coma for three weeks, and in another year I will probably be able to walk again.
I am not one of the lucky ones. I killed myself just weeks before graduating high school. It was simply too much to bear.
We are the couple who had the realtor hang up on us when she found out we wanted to rent a one-bedroom for two men.
I am the person who never knows which bathroom I should use if I want to avoid getting the management called on me.
I am the mother who is not allowed to even visit the children I bore, nursed, and raised. The court says I am an unfit mother because I now live with another woman.
I am the domestic-violence survivor who found the support system grow suddenly cold and distant when they found out my abusive partner is also a woman.
I am the domestic-violence survivor who has no support system to turn to because I am male.
I am the father who has never hugged his son because I grew up afraid to show affection to other men.
I am the home-economics teacher who always wanted to teach gym until someone told me that only lesbians do that.
I am the man who died when the paramedics stopped treating me as soon as they realized I was transsexual.
I am the person who feels guilty because I think I could be a much better person if I did not have to always deal with society hating me.
I am the man who stopped attending church, not because I don't believe, but because they closed their doors to my kind.
I am the person who has to hide what this world needs most, love.
I am the person who is afraid of telling his loving Christian parents he loves another male.
I am the girl who cries in shame when she's near her homophobic parents because I kissed another girl and liked it.
I am the young boy who was smacked in public for sharing a kiss with another boy; we only thought that's what you did when you really liked someone.
We are the parents who will live in regret because our teenage daughter hung herself from her tree house; we would have loved her even if she told us she was dating her best girl-friend.
I am the teacher who still has his job even after the gay student I tormented with failing grades was hit by a car on the weekend.
I am the boy who searched every book in the library about homosexuality only to find that my only question wasn't answered; is it wrong?
We are the siblings who were disowned when our parents found gay and lesbian porn on the family computer.
I am the boy who is always late to his next class; I refuse to get out of the showers until all the other boys are changed.
I am the girl who got sick of her teacher at her pristine Christian school coming onto me and finally screamed that I was a lesbian; I'm not allowed back in that school again.
I am the father who refuses to let his son date another boy because I know from experience that the world doesn't want you when you love another man.
I am the boy who comes home from school with broken noses; my friends pressured me into drinking at a party and I told them everything.
I am the man who stares at his new wife and her grown kids every day with regret; my ex-husband and I thought it was best if we did what was 'normal' of us.
I am the mother whose daughter and friends came to for advice for having sex with another woman; now her friends' mothers won't meet me in the eye.
I am the girl who feels a part of her is missing; my twin sister thought we were different since she was into other girls so she went to live with our father and left me here with our mum.
I am the older brother who is trying to support his younger sister; our parents didn't want her anymore when they walked in on her with another woman.
I am the teenage boy sitting in the hospital waiting room on my own, crying; my best friend just overdosed because he was too afraid to tell me he loved me.
I am the one whose dad won't look at me because he knows I'm Bisexual.
I am just one of the people who are trying to make a difference.
Re-post this if you believe homophobia is wrong. Please do your part to end it.
I'm totally spamming myself, demo demo demo =3.... Next episode of Sekai-Ichi Hatsukoi will be: Chiaki no baai!!!!! I'm so happy! *dances around* This is totally going to have another season! Banzai!
Without further topic *steps back* *_*
I just found the new opening for Rewrite, Key's new game. I love the video and all, but isn't the setting a little weird for Key? I just hope it's good, and that it'll be adapted to anime, eventually, because I don't play games (don't have the time~~).( Here's the videoCollapse )
Yeah, I've nothing better to do.
I have almost decided in what to do my PhD, so until I wake up one day (of this week, I really have to do something about it this week, unless I want to go crazy) I decided to do random posts......
In the meanwhile I've read the second volume of Shingeki no Kyoujin, and I have to say, it really is very good! Nevertheless I'm happy that it was Umino Chika that won the Manga Taisho award.
I'm on trial period of the paid account until 11/04... being able to edit posts sure is nice... Well, all good things end fast...( haru na no niCollapse )