Free! the Anime

So I started  a sportsy anime, Haikyuu. A show all about this super short kid that wants to play volleyball and be the very best that no one ever was as an Ace (a position that usually requires loads of height). And the constant talk of believing in yourself, and hilarity, and just typical school closeness, with super sappy lines had me!

Epic Fanart. But they messed up the numbers on the shirts =Y

I missed anime like that so MUCH. I think the last sports anime I’ve ever seen was…I can’t even recall! That’s how long it’s been. And I fell head over heals for this genre then.

But this anime is still ongoing! And I wanted to binge watch an epic sports anime.  NOW.

So I opened up a new tab, and did some searching. I came across Korouko no Basket, and a few others. (Watched the first ep, but I got hooked on something else after Alya told me I was on the look for sport anime.)

I started watching Free!, and anime all about swimming. It’s super short, complete, and only has twelve episodes, half the normal amount of episodes most anime have. It was awesome though! I seriouslyyy loooved it~!

I actually reaaally liked it! It was adorable, and in such a short time, I did manage to bond with a bunch of the characters! That’s no easy feat with just twelve episodes, ya know 😉

But, my fave characters have got to be Haru/Nanase, Rin, and Nagisaaaaa~

Nagisa’s awesome, fun, bright, and just generally happy. Haru, you come to love. And Rin- looks so damn cool, right?- but his creepy shark fangs look a bit frightening, especially paired with those red eyes…

More pictures~!

Why is Rei randomly just THERE in the background..?

This picture ❤

Kinda Cute Chibis!

Although I watched the first eleven episodes in two days, I didn’t watch the last one til last night. (After three ish days.) But I loved it’s ending, and it ended with THIS picture;

READ THAT ENGLISH LINE. READ IT.

See you next Summer!

Which means there was the initial intention to make a second season!! So I did some more googling, and what to I find? THIS!

Dat Blue Two.

A confimation on it’s release- this JULY ❤ (I found out here.)

Yay :3 I can’t wait now!

 

A Quest at the Mall

This all happened yesterday, but I was too sleepy to type this entire story out.

My mom needed to buy my cousin a birthday present, so I tagged along. That’s literally how this story starts. I was just bored at home, and felt like going outside. (I know, how crazy of me, right?)

This turned into a quest very quickly, as soon as we climbed onto the escalators. See, my mom got onto it, but these two aunties managed to get between us, and so I was behind them. So it’s my mom, then them- a granny, a mother, and a little kid- and then finally me.

The kid is like on drugs or something- he was insanely hyper!- and had obviously just had over a spoonful of sugar, and was jitterbugging around, jumping up and down, constantly in motion. Then, he falls, drags Mama down with them, down a few steps to where I was standing, and dammit, I got stabbed in the ankle by that evil auntie’s heel!! I got stabbed in the ankle by an auntie’s heels!! I was also pushed, cuz damn she had some momentum going for her, and nearly slipped down the escalator (it was going up.) but since I’d gripped the railing thingie just in time, I was safe. After we got off the escalator, I gave them at least a 7 meter radius, and walked around them to my mom. That auntie was evil =/

No joke, after the kid did all that, I was expecting at least an ‘I’m sorry”, SOME form of an apology, but no, she just scolded him playfully, with the most lyrical fake voice ever, to make it sound like she was the best mother ever, scolding her kid for misbehaving, right in public, cheers to her for being so reasonably disciplined, and all that. I mean, you could HEAR the smugness in her voice, like she was thrilled to be in the spotlight- her time to shine. Bleh, desperate for attention. Another thing- who goes, just for the heck of it, shopping in heels? If your out with friends, or it’s a date, and you want to look nice for and to impress the people you are going with fine, but if you’re going with your son that’s barely capable of putting one foot in front of the other- wait, that more aptly describes his clumsiness, not his age…since he wasn’t that young. Son that’s around six or seven? and your mother, who obviously doesn’t care about what color she’s wearing so long as it’s all warm? Are the heels really necessary then?

And then, on our way up to this store Breakout, I noticed for the first time ever who was at the mall. Usually, I just notice if there are a lot of people or not. I don’t bother to specify and notice- hey, there are loads of old people today, or something of that sort. But today I did, and there were waaayy too many kids for comfort.

And in Breakout, bam!, it’s full of little kids! It was terrible, I was trying reaaally hard to avoid them.

Oh, and don’t get me wrong, I don’t hate kids. Well, I don’t particularly like them either…I guess it’s like people, if I like them I do, but that doesn’t mean I like all those of that age group…something like that? It depends which kid, and I’ll give you an opinion. I might love one, hate another, and just find the other three boring. But otherwise, I don’t dislike all kids in general. Kind of neutral about it? But I do have a general they-should-get-lost-ew-why-are-they-here?! attitude towards most kids HERE. That’s cuz parents let them do whatever the SHIT they want to do. And this story will explain what I mean. Since I don’t just mean that the parents will toss them their iPhones and give them their own by the age of five, I mean- well, you’ll get it soon enough.

So I’m standing towards a corner of the store featuring the guys’ stuff, cuz I was helping my mom pick something out for my brother. We finally decided on this hoodie that was stripped. But we were arguing on the color. They had this blue an green stripped one, and a navy blue and yellow one. I found the yellow one cooler, and I think my Que has waaayy too much blue and green in his wardrobe as it is. But, as we stand there debating it out, there’s this mannequin right next to me. And this little girl trying to climb it. Yes, she was in fact trying to CLIMB it. And her dad’s like right there, and he doesn’t even bat an eye, until she along with the mannequin come tuuumbling down, and she just wriggles away, jumping towards the next closest mannequin, and tries to get to the top of that one. The mannequin, explodes into an assortment of limbs on impact with the ground, right next to where I’m standing, and I narrowly avoid being impaled with a pink plastic arm.

See? Forget parenting, there’s no CONTROL over these kids here, and by the time they get to something like five, they will be untamable BEASTS. Fear them, and run. That’s the best advise I can give. When forced in their company, be wary, very very wary. But don’t flinch or show any indication of anything other than happiness and rainbows- they smell fear!

And that was my adventure at the mall. Them kids were out to get me O.o

YMGE- YESH, im going!

Budapest, hungary, here i come~! =D

im suuuuper ecstatic about this MUN…its going to be sooo coool for sooo many reasons xD

i still cant believe im going. i kept crying to my super strict parents to let me go, especially since i didnt go to the Yale Prague one last year. But they turned away from my pleading with points of how insanely expensive it is, how im still too young, and how id miss out on too much school work.

Now, first, i just googled YMGE to actually SEE what it stands for. which is the Yale Government MUN Europe apparently. aaand i shall simple put the link for the official thingie here.

Its a trip of ten days last i heard, and its a four day MUN, i believe. or five. god knows. i hear something different form every person going. (someone even said NINE, dammit. -.- ) its in november, in the winter, so i might actually see SNOW after so loooong. i miss that pretty sparkly and fluffy soft looking snow =3 especially coming form Chicago, snow reminds me of home ^_^ and theres no snow in the particular city i am currently residing in =/ just hail. hail that HURTS. (dat hike, remember?) so yeah. no really homey feeling with the weather here. (especially that the leaves dont go beautiful shades of brown, amber, red, orange, yellow and golds. they just turn a pale green, if anything, then drop to the ground. it is the WORST autumn i have ever seen. but such a rant deserves its own post. but not today. some other time then.)

i just checked the YMGE site and there specialized committee is NATO O.o whoah. i wasnt expecting that at a government MUN :O but then again, im pretty unfamiliar with the format for this kinda MUN. ive only ever done the UN MUNs with committees like UNEP, HRC, DISEC, SOCHUM, etc. (where i have been isreal twice, and ireland once. Yep, The I is for Irish was IRELAND ❤ ikr?! xD ) (imagine being israel in disec =/ more on that in another para…)

so yeaaah, reasons i shall enjoy this trip like hell,

1. its my first ever trip alone-ish (no relatives) to Europe
2. Im going with my best friend Ayesha, and ill be rooming with her for ten whole days xD since weve both never been free enough to do sleep overs, this is a total first =P
3. I love plane rides. like insanely love them. looong ones are the BEST. like fourteen hours. or more. or even twelves good. But im not sure how long this flight is…nine maybe? i shall google it now. dammit, its only six and a half hours -.- i was reaaaallyyy hoping for a much longer flight…oh wyell….bleh =P but still. plane rides are fun ^_^
*sorry, i poofed for a bit, i had to baby sit rida and now i shall be munching on pasta while typing the rest of this out. lets seee where was i…*
4. the crowd im going with shall be mostly super fun ^_^ theres only one person i hate and find irritating as hell (yup, assads going =/ uugh, shes soo annoying -.- i shall explain one legit reason why i dont like her in a bit) then the druggies and drinkers know im not that kinda hippie and shall leave me out of it. plus, since this time ayesha and i shall be sharing a room, there wont be anyone smoking (and smoking week) in there at all. so phewww. last time, a chick smoked and the room was suffocating. for obvious reasons i had to go sit in the hallway to clear my head then i barged in on the guys room and made origami there while watching phineas and ferb like a boss. at like 3 am. pluuus, theres Ayesha’s BFF coming too xD so i cant waaait to see how he tries to tighten that friendship with her now =P or maybe hell stalk her into her committee sessions, while ditching his own :O ooor, he might even come out of the closet =P yeaah, im mean. but then aziz did say that hell never room with him, and then mishaal said itd actually be safer for him to room with a chick. ahahahahaha =D so yeah, theres that. then theres aziz coming along as well which is fun, cuz hes pretty decent. i mean, he drinks, but doesnt smoke, and hes nice to ayesha and me. hes pretty cool, so thats good. other people shall be doing there own thing, so we dont really have to worry about who to hang out with. plus, i totally plan on making friends there. who knows, maybe my The Irish Love Me dream prophecized this and i shall meet a hot irish dude :O and maybe, juuust maybe, ayesha will find the french chick from that dream too xD and if were lucky, the dream might just end the same way for her =P hahaha so yeaaah
5. Shooopppiiing. i know its europe, but STILL. i shall shop. and winter sales ❤ wohoo =3 plus, aziz needs help picking out clothes for his older sister, sarah. (i find it the FUNNEST shopping for other people)
6. and and and its a YALE MUN. YAAALE ❤ my dream school. so im thrilled to say itll look pretty impressive on my college app if i do go =3 and win =D a girl can dream, kay? and then theres the whole thing that

I AM INFACT GOIIIING~!!! xD >x< =D 😉

cuz my dad already paid for it all so yay =3

and one more plus, since i have a US passport, i dont even need to get the visa! while almost everyone else does. =P *does a crazy dance*

aaand the list format is totally gone now =P oh wyell…so yeah, let me enlighten my non-existent readers (sniff. pshaw, no, i dont really care about that since this is a scrapbook journal for future-me ^_^) and remind future-me why i dont really like eman asad.

One, i am simply and utterly irritated by her. just am. she didnt do anything to me personally, but i still dont like her. shes pretty hypocritical and THAT VOICE. UGH. its the most annoying sound in the world. plus she ends her sentences with ‘na’ and in a pretty whinny voice -.- oh, and i dont mean she has a pretty voice. she doesnt. i mean, she has a very whinny voice. as in, adverb. still. so. so. SO. irritating. Then shes one of those girls who are simply aunties at heart. and she brings like an original Louis Viton purse to school =/ her entire crowd does. but to me, its just cheap. they try so hard to be sophisticated and have all this designer stuff, yet it backfires so immensely.

Two, theres the scene where i saw her in the girls bathroom putting on enough make up for her own prom. (and here, its not very normal for teenaged girls to wear make up on a daily basis. us desi. were all about the natural beauty ^_^ ) so shes got a HUUUGE make up bag, the size of a folder, and shes putting on eyeliner, eye shadow, and even mascara. she had bottles of foundation and blusher in there too. guess i missed that bit of her magical make over. and when i did come out of the stall, i saw her and was obviously a bit shocked. you dont see scenes like this very often, especially when the chick putting on her make up looks like a kid and is dressed in her school uniform. but she continued like it was the most normal thing in the world. she had such concentration while doing it too. as i walked out of the stall and washed my hands, two other girls came in and we started a conversation. *interrupted once more by a call from ayesha -.- getting really tired of your shit, ayesha! (its a debate thing =P)* and she continued without so much as blinking, or even inevitably or involuntarily glancing to see who it was who just entered. geez.

Three, she actually did something personal to me. well, not personal so much, but it was super annoying. then she even started somewhat spreading a rumor! that girl =/ Basically, she thinks im a super goody goody who shouldnt go (since most the people going are going for partying.) (ironic, cuz everyone else is cool with me going, but her? not so much. loads of people think shell start rumors or tell on them since shes got such a holier-than-thou attitude.) and especially doesnt want me to go since i stole the spot for the trip she wants reserved for her best friend, sameen. thing is, sameen doesnt even want to GO. no clue why, shes got her own reasons so yeah. but still, emaan wants me off this trip so she can somehow convince sameen to go in my stead. Hah. so not happening. the first day, after the school announced which 16 people qualified to go (only 8 were actually picked by the debate coach, but the school wanted more *cough money cough* to go so they picked another 8) she came up to me and asked, all innocent like if i did indeed plan on going, or if i wasnt. dammit, you blah, yes, i am going -.- im an actual debater, why wouldnt i go?! Then a few days later she sorta started spreading a rumor about how i wasnt going anymore. which really pissed me off. ayeshas BFF came ove, all concerned and shit, that im not going. i just got angry and said ‘somebody’s been spreading rumors, but no, i AM infact going. so see you on the plane. (without sameen~ )’ gosh, i have yet to tell that little toont off for that. and maybe ill say something like that…’so eman, i paid for the trip, so its official, im going. so sorry sameen couldnt come in my place instead, tough luck. oh well…theres always next time, right? i mean, im sure youll win an award so theyll just HAVE to pick you again. oh, gotta go, see on the plane, kay? toodles~’ yeah, i should totally say something like that to her…

AAAAaaaaaaahhhhhh! i cant waaaait to gooo >x<

oh, and the hotel? its a FIVE STAR one! and it looks SO FREAKIN’ PRETTYYY~! (heres a link to some epic pictures i found while googling it) aaaand the conferences shall be there, so minimal chances of getting late! (oh no worries, ill manage somehow or the other. i like a challenge.) and so, all the other delegates and ministers will also be in the same hotel as us ^_^ huzzah to socializing~

so yeaaah, cant wait. plus, im sure the socials (social events. you know, the parties and dinners and all that MUNs have to encourage bonding with other people?) will be BRILLIANT.

aaah. more on this later, like when its close to the date of departure. date of departure. i like the sound of that.

so yeah, enough of this, i gotta go now =) so laterrrr~

-Frosty
the cool as hell snowman bringing inspiration to all.

 

tIiaN- Part I- Facebook

The Internet in a Nutshell (tIiaN)- Part I- Facebook

‘The internet is a vast and wonderous wasteland full of cats, raging people, and ponies. But mostly, cats.

Lets take a looksie, shall we?

One of the places you will often incounter on the internet is known as Facebook. It is a very dangerous place full of morons, idiots, farmers, and annoying people who belong on twitter because they are always using hashtags.

eeenayways..

The farmers have a disease which they will try to spread to you and they will try several times a day to make you one of their own. They will constantly come out of nowhere requesting you, yes, requesting not forcing, requesting you to become one of their own. No matter how many times you push them back, they will come back with even greater determination and eventually they will force you into doing it. They will strap you down, they will pry your eyelids open, and make you watch boring shit like (how) you have to attend to the cows and farms and crops every single ten minutes and eventually you may succumb to them or you may not. There are few survivors, many of which have lost their minds to this harsh punishment, some of which have managed to escape.

That is Facebook in a nutshell.’

-My Brittish Brother.

*the brackets are me correcting his english and trying to make his babbling make more sense without altering the original shit he said as little as possible.

Exiled From Ireland&The Irish Love Me

Obviously.

Anyways, i have a dream where im in this plain boring area, with hills and a sun above them, and nothing else. all in shades of yellow, green, and orange (yes, even the sun.) and yet somehow i know im in ireland.

Scene shift. at this absolutely gorgeous mountain top, with magnificent mountains as far as the eye can see. its a crisp winter morning, but insanely sunny. my perfect winter weather. we’re in this amazing manor, castle, thing. all grey carved stone, and beautiful. its brilliant. and then, there are all these random people scattered here and there. and theyre about to announce who got shuffled into which team with who. anyways, ayesha and i are super excited, but ayesha’s flipping out with insane hand gestures and everything. (so very un ayesha like). shes going on about how cool itd be if she gets an actual french person on her team and they become great friends. and i want to make friends with whoevers on my team.

anways, they announce the teams, and group us all together. we then are supposed to hang out together as a team to improve our teamwork and get to know each other more. after a debate and all that time, i become really close friends with this irish guy on my team. we become bros. its awesome =) and then after that, when we get our own free time to spend with whomever we choose, i go find ayesha. shes ecstatic cuz she has a french chick on her team. so thats cool, sure why not, were both happy.

later on, i see ayesha hanging out (bothering) the frenchie girl, and its pretty obvious that shes  irritated. yet ayesha being oblivious to this, continues her pursuit of being best friends with the Croissant Lover. she goes on about our (ayesha and mine) lit references, how shes the Lady of Shallot, how she has always considers herself french, and french worthy, blah blah blah. anyways, im then hanging out with Irish-Guy (and i dont remember what he looked like much- possibly blonde with green eyes? im not sure…but i do remember that he was hot. buuut i wasnt into him. not then. yes, there IS a sequel dream! =D ) and we become closer friends.

the next time i see ayesha, she has irked the french chick to a terrible extreme where she snaps at ayesha. ayesha gets stunned and a bit confused and tries to appologize and then go on about how theyre such good freinds and forgive each other. Madam Mustache (..no she didnt have one..but-but still =P) gets more annoyed, and tells ayesha shes not worthy of calling herself french let alone being french, and how shes just an annoying little wanna be. ayesha gets angry now, and they proceed to a full scale riot yelling match fight thing. then this girl sues ayesha, and takes her to the french embassy. there, all the french also hate ayesha, and tell those in charge of our debate tournament training thing (the debating TTT =P ) that they hate her and will not tolerate her being in ireland where shes happy and where currently there are a lot of french people or something. the irsih are totally chill and are just like, ‘yeah, sure, cool, why dont we just exile her, yeah?’ and thus ayesha gets exiled from ireland.

now, we;re at this scene where ayeshas crossing the boarder. once again, in all shades of orange, green and yellow, strangely. so ayeshas leaving and she asks me to cross over with her, you know, lets ditch this popsickle stand kinda thing. (i would never call ireland a popsickle stand but you get the idea right? no offense..) and im fine with leaving (since i can come back. no exile for me =) ) but all these random irish people appear and they say no, i cant go because they like me and are attached to me. aw, im loved by the irish ❤ anyways, as this happens, my irish guy friend was standing by my side the entire time and when the ayesha asks me to leave with her, he hugs me. like, NO. she wont go. it was cute.

all and all, this is a pretty morality type dream of mine.

the irish will love me. the irish are cool and chill. ayesha doesnt belong in ireland. ayesha is to be hated by the french. and, apparently, ayesha doesnt have what it takes to call herself and to BE french. yowch. and obviously, the sun is secretly green, orange and red in ireland. i feel so much more enlightened now. =)