The World Of WatchGlasses

dawn.

to where shall i go/ now then i found out/ in this season of blinking lights/ i saw myself walking/ along night-chilled streets/ my mind is fleeting/ wondering if the some person from France/ is enjoying the sound of cobblestones/ as his feet meet stone/ as he walk along European roads/ as much as i do/ as much as i enjoy walking along/ a lane lazy houses/ like me not noticing/ those whom own the night/ morning street sweepers/ insomniac youth/ dogs barking on my thief-like imagery/ morning persons inhaling/ fresh morning air/ not noticing the sun/ eager to smile/ smile like those children earlier/ i wonder/ if they receive their gifts/ cause i haven’t got mine/ but who hell cares/ i ‘ll just walk this road/ then i think of you/ you the goddess of my imagination/ and i smile/ and cherish this season/ that celebrates the so-called birth/ and i look up to the heavens/ to the purple cotton candies/ then seek The High Power/ god of us agnostics/ and thank Him/ for i can now make a prose/ divided by annoying slashes/ and publish it into some world/ of data bursts and / electric-impulse driven ideas/ for the world of conjoined minds/ for the world where our souls centrifuge/ around a blazing ball of data/ to see/ this prose/ that i/ dedicate/ to..

her smile.

I recently found that I acquire a weird feeling to a relatively ordinary phenomena. (Be warned: This is very naive and/or extremely stupid.) I’d been watching Blood+, an anime series, and almost finished it about two months ago. Due to time constraint, I’ve finished the last 7 episodes just yesterday. And then, after it (the series) ended, I felt bad. (See, I told you…) I felt bad not because the ending sucks (actually, it is above-average) but because something ended. I liked the ending and I would love a sequel, but I’ll never want it to not to end. Do you people think it is weird? I looked upon the DVD’s and… now what? I’d been happy for a few hours, and those DVD’s would serve as a memento to everything that my mind and soul revolve to at that time being. Yes, it is weird, but simple objects could be written with an extremely detailed history of an existence. How youve enjoyed the show, and even what you’re up to or what is the number one song in the music charts on the time you were watching it… Yes, those can be written. But unfortunately, no one can read those except the writer. A good show must end, and really, EVERY show must. But then, even those few hours you spent in awe,in excitement, in melancholy, in boredom… where are those hours? Are they converted to memories or something beyond that?…

I guess I must end here, for my questions are already misleading. Come to think of it, this blog will surely be "in sync and in co-existence" (I can’t really give a better term) with Blood+, with DVD’s, with a memory, with a freakin’ cheesy song…

I’ve also noticed… I forgot to continue my previous blog…

I really don’t know where to start…First of, I was really having a hard time to make a post, but to hell my friend even posted a blog of the same topic! Naunahan ako!

Anyway, nothing really beats the first times! I’ve long been a fan of anime, but i’ve never attended any anime conventions or cosplay events. Not until December 9, 2006. Hmm… there is a grand feeling of enthusiasm in me before the event. UP AME’s Matsuri is the first anime convention I’ve attended. And believe me, me and my friends are really damn excited! I’m already seconding my friends post regarding this. We were quite early, leaving the home for about  5 hours earlier! We had company of Jim and his friends whom are cosplay veterans. We waited for them and played around the mall like solvent users at Festival Mall. Then we head to UP Diliman. And yes, that was also the first time i set foot to the "main" UP soil. (UPLB still has better and cleaner air though…). I was like a larva when we got to the venue. Itching to see favorite characters come to life (kinda), I was staring at anything, and crawling for things that will tickle my imagination. And I felt like everyone else in the convention looked at me like a super noob otaku. Anyway, I don’t mind because everything i saw was extremely fun (the lack of better words). And fun makes my eyes twitch. And eye twitching means may part two ang post na ito. (I’m suddenly experiencing data malfunction in my brain.)

(ganyan talaga..)