name: Shi Lin aka: Shi-chan/Syaoran
no Miko/Gowwayyou'rescaringme abode: Singapore likes: Ficcing, reading, singing,
Japculture, kayaking, MTV, !prettypeople, m/m shuns: Britney and most bubblegum pop, most teen bands, most
female fashions, oversparkly shoujo stuffs, physics, flying bugs anime: Houshin Engi,
Gravitation, Gensoumaden Saiyuuki, Slam Dunk, Shadow Skill, CCS, Trigun, Jinroh, Akira,
Lodoss Wars, Gatekeepers manga: G-Defend, Jinjyu Houretsuden, Yami no Matsuei, Koori no Mamono no
Monogatari, Star Ocean, Evangelion, Clover, Hanazakari no Kimi-tachi e, Petshop of
Horrors, Ayatsuri Sakon mangaka: Minekura Kazuya, Morimoto Shuw, Matsushita
Yohko 2-D men: Rukawa Kaede, Nishiwaki Tatsumi, Xiang Lin, Sakuragi Hanamichi,
Ashton Anchors, Mitsui Hisashi, Nakano Hiroshi, Yuki Eiri, Dias Flac, Dias Ragu, Kiminobu
Kogure, Sendoh Akira, Sven Jiordson, Sirius Black, Gerald Tarrant 2-D women: Ashiya
Mizuki, Elle Ragu, Kusakabe Maron, Deedlit, Daidouji Tomoyo, Katsuragi Misato, Ayanami
Rei, Na Sha, Tsujimoto Natsumi, Kasumi Karen, Sally Po, Hermione Granger, Lyra Belacqua music: Gackt Camui, Savage Garden, Lighthouse Family, October
Project, Metallica, Duran Duran, Nirvana, The Cranberries, Travis, Linkin Park, U2,
Radiohead, Enya, Yaida Hitomi, The Wallflowers, Hirai Ken, Kotani Kinya, Nelly, Porno
Graffiti, REM, Jewel, Matchbox 20, just about anything else from retro to classical that
catches my fancy. colour: Most soft or dark shades. Pink and
neon are always out. languages: English, Chinese, basic rudiments of Japanese and
Hokkien. chara: Ecchi.
Ecchi. Ecchi. Often ubergloopy and sentimental with close pals. Neurotic. Laughs in C
major scale fashion. Tactile. (hug me XD)
Sexycool Kubota Makoto from Wild Adapter
by Minekura Kazuya, full of drugs and guns and bishies. I'm turning into a Kazuya-sensei
sl0re, you still wondering why? The foot sticking out oddly would prolly belong to his
yummy partner Minoru Tokitoh, whom you can see here. (Kubo wears specs)
Yes, this blog's name *is* stolen from REM's
song classic of the same title. It was selected because a) I heart REM much, and b) in
recent times I've been finding myself sleeping, or wanting to sleep, anyway, in the
daytime. >p Prrt me for health-trampling.
If anyone needs me: check my lj.
Once March rolls around I might see about scrapping pitas and moving everything. Either
that or beg someone for domain space. We'll see what works.
So my whole afternoon and evening was good, because Kaasan and I went to Third Aunt's
house and I ficced oodles of MitKo on her PC, but now...amazing how someone you love can
turn your feelings inside out and upside down the way the way you wash clothes.
I had intended to get that CD rack downstairs fixed up, but it looks like I'll have to
be holed up in Aniki's room with this laptop until the door's unlocked. Kaasan stepped in
the door and hared out back to Third Aunt's house, but I have to pack for school tomorrow
so I didn't. Shit, my arm hurts - I wonder if this constitutes child abuse, although
technically I'm already 16.
I'm really not dysfunctional - I'm a perfectly normal kid with a normal life and a
normal family. Normal enough. Heck, I love my parents. Nobody give me crap about how
dozens of other kids get beaten up on a regular basis or were sexually abused by their
parents, ok? I've never faced that before. And maybe that's what I'm a little mad at -
that now I'm mature enough *not* to become a delinquent just because my parents are
jacking shit into all the family's lives, because I recognise that they have their own
emotions and problems and a life outside caring for me. I will deal with whatever happens,
be it divorce or abuse or anything because that's the only thing to do. I don't have an
excuse to weep and smoke pot no matter what happens. So I was pissed stupid on the last
entry - I can smell the cigarettes he's going through below, and I *know* he hurts too.
But there's nothing I can do because he won't let me say anything, like with so many Asian
dads I don't have any right to say anything cos I'm his kid and a girl, more so. It's
times like these I envy friends who have fathers they can talk to so fiercely.
It's a little scary, the power you can wield with love. And vice versa. Even after more
than 3 decades - you'd think that was enough time to work things out, but that's what you
get in traditional Chinese marriages, maybe. I love you therefore I hurt you, I love you
therefore I make you cry and flee from me, but this isn't Zetsuai or AnSanc or any other
fucked-up manga. It's my _family_, and perhaps a testimony to how much I still have to
grow up.
I wish Niichan or Aniki was home. I wish I could call Gwynne or Nat or Surf - I wish
Sakki-neechama or any other of my kyoudai lived within calling distance, actually. I wish
I had my Cal bear with me. Feck, I even wish I could study, but my books are downstairs.
