Summer Anime Season- Start!

The new Summer anime are coming out this week~

And Alya’s already picked out a greaat Thursday anime (we finally have one :’) ) called Glasslip. It’s adorable, and it’s a simple slice of life anime too. So refreshing after (mostly dark) stuff like Black Bullet, No Game No Life, and Brynhildr in Darkness, etc.

Glasslip

Now, I have to mention other anime too, before I move on to critique it properly, which I’ll probably do tomorrow. I’m lazyyy now ^_^;

Liiike, how I actually found us this anime, but it soo isn’t my cup of tea. Gore. Blood. Icky gruesome killing scenes. Scary eyes. Aaaand weird sexual pleasures out of killing people. O.o God help meh D: It’s Tokyo Ghoul, and I heard it’s story was amazing, so I told Alya to check it out. She watched it before I did, and fell in love with it. She’s gotten another one of her friends to watch it with her, so I don’t have to unless I really can stand tolerate it for that long. It’s thirteen episodes, so…maybe?

Tokyo Ghoul

Theeen there’s the one I’m reaaally looking forward to for Monday! Akame ga Kill! The one with the epic combinations of voice actors that I heard about in the end of May. I posted about it already, so links to the list of it’s cast as well as the summary of the story is available there~

Akame ga Kill

A cover form the manga, but you see the characters split up like this~

And that’s all for now!

So, to sum up my Anime weekly so far, it’s
Monday- Dragonar Academy, Akame ga Kill.
Tuesday- Nothing so far.
Wednesday- HxH(the next arc started ❤ ), Glasslip.
Thursday- Tokyo Ghoul (maybe?).
Friday- Nothing so far. 
Saturday- Mahouka (koukou no Rettousei), Rail Wars, SAO II.
Sunday- Haikyuu.

I think. The anime calender site I use is telling me they come out on different days, but my anime site had them uploaded according to this, to the best of my time maths 😛

Weeell, whatever. I’m going to go watch some TV before going to sleep now. Phew, I’m beat!

*Poof*

-Frostie
the magical as hell snowman. 

The Great Gatsby- Gatsby’s Green Light

I was thinking about The Great Gatsby…both the book and the movie (although I haven’t read the entire book yet. Still stalled on Chapter VII =P =/ ) when I started to try and literary analyze the green light.

I thought- if I’m going to literary analyze anything, might as well record the thought. Maybe I’ll laugh at it later, for being so off or for thinking something so naive (perhaps that would be possible if the future-me was ever mature. Hah. Now that IS a laugh.). Maybe I’ll nail it on the head. Maybe I’ll just do it for fun. Maybe all three.

At first, I just thought it to represent something like the unattainable, or the desires that are just out of reach. But then, the scene from the movie came in, the MOTION of the green light and this thought just struck me-

It’s like a Lighthouse. It’s necessary. It guides you home, it’s a beacon of hope, it lights the way in darkness, its light is so appealing and beautiful compared to the bleak, pressing darkness, and on top of it all- If you get too close too it, it’ll harm you, rather than help you. You can’t sail your boat too close to it, or your boat will crash and sink.

And all that, all that, is what Daisy is to Gatsby.

We need to go deeper!

I had to, I just did =P I couldn’t possibly resist xD …

ahem. So anyways, I could go deeper to take the light to represent Daisy’s house, not her. But that would also end up involving Tom, and the estate, and it’s location, in comparison to Gatsby’s. Meh, no, that’s TOO deep, and confusing, and not worth getting into. Imma leave it at my initial idea.

I wonder if that made any sense at all… Or if my opinion was totally off ^_^ I wanna ask my seniors who analyzed this book in Literature now, to see where my idea stands to the opinion of Khilji/KillJoy, the Scholar of Literature, and the Great-Grandmother of the Furies.

Literature IS all that. Lyrical Literature keeps you lively and dainty.

#EmphasisthroughAlliteration. Mhmm. It’s a thing. xD

-Maud
“And then to hear a dead man chatter| Is enough to drive one mad.”

My Neighbors building Frankenstein

Now before i get drilled like ‘oi, your last post said youre on prep leave for your exams, so wtf you doin here again?’ i just saw something that might be nothing or just everything- not likely- or Frankenstein’s birth.

Ive made it a habbit to walk on the chut- the roof top- daily at around 7.30 pm cuz otherwise its too hot in the daylight hours. and it givews me something to do thats healthy when the lights are out cuz that one lone lightbulb in my room thats on the UPS fused and now needs to be replaced. until then, my rooms dark and i just cant study anywhere else. sooo i go up to the rooftop and walk in the wind =)

So today, since the lights are out, i find it verrryyyy suspicious that this one house, a street behind mine, diagnally across, has these sparks, short bursts of light every now and then, as if their- welding. but ive had welding done at my house before to put up this grill and its extreemeelyyyy loud. you can hear it up to atleast a 3 house radius. yet, their thing wasnt making any noise.

so what are my mysterious neighbors upto? what are the building, blowing up silently, constructing?

LIFE.

the day before the day before the day before THAT, it was all stormy and there was loaaadsss of lightning. i was up there late at night on a im-bored-got-nothing-else-to-do-with-my-life stroll and saw it all first hand. so they must have been building Frankenstein, and gave it life then. duh.

And now theyre just makings some last adjustments. yep yep.

so thats new.

ive got mysteriously mad scientist neighbors whove created life. and thus, resulted in my neighbor being Frankenstein. so yeaaah.

what can i say, theres never a dull moment in my life =P

and these are the findings and conclusions drawn by myself and i DO work with sherlock, afterall. im  such a cool Wattson, i know B)

later, homies!

Infinite Knowledge and Doughnut Essays

Last night i had a dream. =O its weird, just unusual, and not like its one of my  dreams…its just different, and relatively normal.

Now, the setting. it was my room. well, not exactly. it was the exact shape of my room, but it wasnt lilac, it was white. and none of my furniture was in that room (major things, like the bed, my sofa-chair, my closet, my desk, my bookshelves). but my things, my stuff was set all around the rooms edges. my candles were on the ledge, my artsy designs were on the walls, my decorations were up, my cards collage behind the door was still there, but only my bulletin board wasnt there.

then we come to the chairs. there were chairs all over my room, they were the only furniture in there, and they were, randomly, the chairs from my tution/cram school =/ but yeah. and theres this one that was where my radiator/heater would be, facing my jangling colorful square beads curtain. all the others were facing out the window (except there was no window), in rows and columns.

My least favorite light was on. the white one thats right above my bed and on the UPS. (my fav are the two  flower spotlights that are connected together, and give off a candle lit light that i adore. its just so medieval and pretty =) )

Now, Sir Tariq (my English Lang teacher) is sitting on that lone seat. and on all others, there are a bunch of teenagers there, including me. there are people from different schools, mostly mine, people from my tution, loads of assorted people. and theyre talking with each other. then some Sir Tariq gets up, starts reading us out some essay, but is interrupted by like two or three late students (late to what, i have no idea =/ ) He gets angry, starts to lecture them, and then, for some reason, shahzada aman comes in, all shy and six feet three (he is most definately taller than that, id say atleast 6 4.) Sir sees aman, and immediately insists that HE read out the essay, since he wrote it or since the sir had a sore throat, or something like that. anyways, before he hands aman the notebook, he tells us this strange metaphor. but since i cant phrase it properly, that metaphor shall be converted to a simile (but i know that it was initially a metaphor). that half an essay is  like a doughnut. and from that, he started drawing on this white board that appeared from no where, discreetly, behind him, where my bulletin board ought to be. its this weird, two doughnuts next to each other, touching, and theyre crudely drawn, and not good circles at all. he was telling us that where the doughnuts meet, is the half point of our essay. baffled now as i think back on it, yet dream-me had no issues with this knowledge, and was gracefully noting it down and adding descriptions, points, and explanations to her notes.

Then, as soon as Sir Tariq was explaining all of this, loads of students start streaming in, late, chatting, making noise. before, the chairs were filled with only one-third of their true potential (as in, true seating capacity =P ) and now theyre like all full. and i lost sight of Sir Tariq after that, and everyone was seated, then this new teacher appeared.

im not sure whether she was short or tall. she was sitting on the seat Sir-Doughnut-metaphor was using before her. she had her legs crossed. and she flashed resemblence between two people (one a fictional character, the shrink from Pretty Little Liars season 2 episode either 1 or 2. not sure. the other a classmate at my tution, my friend Usra) yet looked completely different and someone id never seen before.

she smiled at us, then at me (yeah, i hate it when teachers zero in on you). she whispered something, and strangely, i heard her and was the only one to. all the other kids were still talking, still gossiping, still chatting. i was sleepy (yeah, sleepy in a dream, ironic i know =P ) and was resting my head on the seat infront of me while training my eyes on her. and yet, despite all that noise, i still heard her whisper. she promised, she tried to bribe us with ‘infinite knowledge’. and that got my attention, plus i was already creeped out and freaked out from the whole i heard her whisper episode.

and then, like a traveling breeze, she disappeared. with the whole whooshing sound and everything, i think she even left a pattha/leaf behind. Leaving behind only her whispered promise…and the leaf. She was gone with the wind. (hahaha, i made a pun =P im so proud of myself. ususally my puns suck, are stupid, dont make sense…but yay =) )

so yeaaaaah. my dreeaaam. =P strange, weird, insane, stupid, random, knowledgeable, etc? ikr?! =) okaaaaay. im done.

gonna go watch some more PLL now, its daylight hours afterall ^_^