SS, 2006/12/30 10:16:44:
btw WaxLy is 404ing on me
xephyris ::, 10:16:47:
?!!
xephyris ::, 10:16:59:
that’s weird, it works here
SS, 10:17:52:
I see the header, then an Error 404 where the content should be
xephyris ::, 10:18:01:
wtf
xephyris ::, 10:18:04:
i can’t reproduce
SS, 10:19:10:
w
SS, 10:19:15:
that sounds bad taken out of context
So anyway, the girl in question has woken up and she’s busy playing Gyakuten Saiban on my DS when she should really be catching up on her reading/thinking about her essay she has to write. ;p
So. About Christmas so far.
This is the first Christmas I’ve spent away from my family. I’ve been asked by quite a few friends exactly why I chose to do that - why I chose to remain in a foreign land to celebrate the end of the year, instead of returning to the place of my birth where the company of family and friends would be assured. While it’s taken me a while to admit to it, I realise now that, despite all the other reasons I gave, the main reason why I stayed here in Japan was because, on some level, I had still hoped that she’d find a way to spend Christmas with me. I know, I know, it’s stupid, yes, I should give up all such silly thoughts, yes, yes, she no longer thinks about you in that way, blablabla.
I know all that.
But the feeling still persists.
Anyway. I was all set to spend these two weeks off from school by holing myself up inside my room, playing games, surfing the web, and generally being a sad depressed git. Imagine my surprise when I ended up recieving invitation after invitation to parties. It’s also important to note here that when I say parties I mean dinner parties, where friends gather at someone’s place, and food is prepared, and we talk. This is, of course, vastly different from the mass drunken stupidness that is normally termed as a party in frat houses all across America - parties of those kind I’ve tried to enjoy, but they’re just not my style. No, these were parties where people who cared about each other came together to celebrate a year gone by, to commemorate new friendships formed and cherish old ones upheld, and to rejoice in each other’s company. Maybe it’s just a Japanese thing, but this hospitality shown to me by people I’d known for a mere 3 months eclipsed even the thoughtful gestures of people I’d known for years now. It was this kindness, this willingness to spread a little cheer to someone who dreadfully needed it that prompted my earlier post on my gratefulness for my friends being there for me.
Now, for those who weren’t aware, Christmas in Japan isn’t so much a holiday for families as it is for couples - Christmas Eve, on particular, might as well be another Valentine’s Day (putting aside for the moment how differently Valentine’s Day is celebrated here as opposed to in, say, the United States). Of course, that meant no shortage of lovey-dovey couples unabashedly displaying their affection for each other in public. This being for me still rather a sensitive period, there were more than a few pin-pricks felt by yours truly, that much I will admit. However, there’ve also been quite a few displays of love that have warmed my heart. By this I mean not the overt “I want to tongue you in public” gestures that are so popular among people our age nowadays, but the quiet, gentle, subtle kind. The look a newly wed wife gives to her husband, as they describe exactly how they met, what they found so attractive in each other. The way a girl cheers on her boyfriend tackling Bing Crosby’s White Christmas in a karaoke joint. The expression on a guy’s face as he tells you how much he looks forward to seeing his girlfriend in a kimono on New Year’s Day. That voice of longing telling you how much he misses his girlfriend back in Hong Kong.
Again, it might just be my somewhat delicate state of mind at present, but I couldn’t help thinking, at all those moments mentioned above, that that was it. That was how it felt like to be in love. A simple, unadultered desire to be with that someone special, to be with him or her, and to never leave their side. It was a wonderful feeling, and for while, albeit by proxy, I got to feel it again, thanks to all of them. That, more than anything, was also what prompted my earlier post wishing all the lovers in the world a Merry Christmas.
Indeed, right, here, right now, I’d like to raise another toast to love. Here’s to love, and the lovers. May they last eternal.
Though friends (like the aforementioned girl - yes, we are just friends) are indeed wonderful to have, and life would indeed be so much sadder in their absence, there is no equal to love, no equal in making me feel utter contentment, utter bliss.
To love, and the lovers. May they last eternal.
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Digg, Slashdot, Fark.com, etc - the new DDOS engines of the internet. XD
*was planning on writing a piece on how Christmas has been for me so far in Tokyo, but I’ll save it for some other time when there isn’t a girl sleeping on my futon and I don’t have to turn off the lights and mute the sound*
P.S. Despite the suggestive sounding nature of the above, it’s not how you think it is ;p
Here’s to all the lovers. For today is yours, its glory merely fleeting, but its rapture overwhelming.
Here’s to all the lovers. For yesterday was yours, its memory ever persisting, and its warmth left unfading.
Here’s to all the lovers. For tomorrow will be yours, its promise of undying, and you two it is binding.
Merry Christmas, to all the lovers of the world.
Good day and welcome to xeph’s interesting kanji corner!
The interesting kanji I have for you today is…
the kanji ι !
…ever wonder why xeph isn’t a gameshow host? No?
This is interesting because of how it is read. Chinese speakers who pick up Japanese (like yours truly) generally have some associations with how certain Chinese words or sounds carry over to Japanese (although their reading depends on the time period, generally, where the word was introduced in Japan), and a few general patterns can be observed. However this one is a very interesting exception.
In Chinese, this is read “ye4″. Now “ye” is also interesting, because it’s one of the sounds that I cannot make guesses to regarding how it is read in Japanese, considering the wide number of sounds Chinese “ye” may have in Japanese. As a result I have no idea how to guess this kanji, but still, I expected it to be a native Japanese word or a Sino-Japanese one…
Boy was I wrong on all accounts! So how is this word read, you ask?
It’s read
γΊγγ (peiji)
That’s right folks, PAGE. The kanji takes its English counterpart’s reading!
And that’s all for today’s interesting kanji corner!
[11:04] Iie-Kyo: I R AZN NOW RAWR
[11:04] Iie-Kyo: oh gawd i think i lost 10 iq points by just saying azn
[11:04] Iie-Kyo: oops, there goes another 10
[11:05] me: lol
[11:07] ikusat is now known as XxXaZnpiNoYGangStAXxX
[11:07] Iie-Kyo: DDDDDDDDDDDD::::::::::::::::::::
[11:07] ShadowSonic: rofl
[11:08] You are now known as SephirotH14
[11:08] me: i win
[11:08] me: sorry
[11:08] Iie-Kyo: D:
[11:08] XxXaZnpiNoYGangStAXxX: u sux fuker
[11:09] ShadowSonic is now known as SSJGoku123426324
[11:09] me: lol ur gay
[11:09] XxXaZnpiNoYGangStAXxX: im way more l337
[11:09] XxXaZnpiNoYGangStAXxX: lol no ur
[11:09] me: and ur mom too
[11:09] XxXaZnpiNoYGangStAXxX: ur noob
[11:09] me: qq more
[11:09] me: fag
[11:09] XxXaZnpiNoYGangStAXxX: oh nice insult did u come up with that
[11:09] XxXaZnpiNoYGangStAXxX: FUCK
[11:09] XxXaZnpiNoYGangStAXxX: i forgot about the fag insult
[11:09] XxXaZnpiNoYGangStAXxX: ok i loes
[11:09] XxXaZnpiNoYGangStAX is now known as ikusat
[11:09] You are now known as xephyris
12:38 ikusat: suddenly i feel like playing RO
12:39 me: 12:38 ikusat: suddenly i don’t feel like playing RO
12:39 me: there i fixed your typo for you
in xephy’s head, at very least.
However one of his favourite characters died in a story arc.
NOOOOO WHY DID YOU HAVE TO DIE ARGHHHGHHHHHH
Can you tell I’m quite badly affected?
So I’m in a rather strange mood now, but:
Thank you, my friends. Thank you for being there. Thank you for all your little kindnesses, though you might not know exactly how much they mean to me. Thank you for the laughter you’ve given me, for those bright spots in my dark and dreary world. Thank you for the words of support, for the shoulder lent when I find lacking in me the strength to walk on. Thank you for being there, for holding your hand out when I stumble.
I’m a horrible person when it comes to keeping friendships alive. I never keep track of birthdays, find it awkward to call out to someone I haven’t talked to in a while (when really that’s all the more reason I should make the effort to communicate once more), and never ask about how life’s been treating you in your part of the world. For all these faults, I have no excuse to hide behind - I truly am sorry, and would like to be better than how I am now.
Thank you.
I try to be as good a friend as I can be, but the fact that sometimes others do the same for me as well is humbling, and leaves me with gratitude unbounded.
Thank you.
Another one:
