Kuragehime coincides with my fantasies (some of them at least)

First, I don't believe in coincidences...but I do believe in fate...as in things happening because they mean something and also because they are destined to happen because...because of something definitely...something...

Confusing huh? Well, typical. I always am confusing or so humans say.

The thing is, there's this anime I only found out about a few weeks ago perhaps a couple of weeks ago and I was totally gut hooked (uhm too much doncha think?), or just hooked, since this certain anime is about a jellyfish geek shoujo who lives with other geeks, or as Kuranosuke-san calls them NEETs, in Amamizu-kan, who works as part-time illustrators of BL manga. (Hehe. :3)

 

The title? Kuragehime or literally Princess Jellyfish. (see up there! ^ )

Now the shocking addicting coincidence here is that I have this little thing with jellyfishes too. Okay not so little...but then I'm not as addicted as Tsukimi (the heroine) is, still it's just love to find a character who's gaga over jellyfishes. <3

Here is a snap of the girls in Amamizu-kan. :3

Starting from left is Banba (a train geek), Mayaya (Three Kingdoms geek), Tsukimi (jellyfish geek), Kuranosuke (aka Kurako, a crossdresser,, he's a damn hot guy!!!), Jiji (ojiisan geek), and Chieko (traditional Japan geek)

The reason for Tsukimi's addiction to jellyfishes is also a lot more dense than my own too. She's into them because her mother is into them, her mother is the one who made her see the beauty of jellyfishes while mine just stems out of my nickname, Tikya, which sounds like Dikya and which is jellyfish in Filipino, and so since then I'd grown attached to jellyfishes and realized their intense beauty. Yep! Tsukimi's okaasan is right, jellyfishes do resemble pretty dresses. Dresses neither Tsukimi nor I would ever wear maybe because we both acknowledge we won't really look good in them, but then she does look good in them, great-looking even. (P.S. Jellyfishes are amazingly kawaii too! X3)

 Yep! It's her on the right. Kirei da ne? Aaand Kuranosuke mo. Waaah! He's prettier than I'll ever be. *gloomy* Demo, pretty is pretty and love. Hehe. :3

Kawaaaaaaiiiiiiii deshou ne? ;D (got it here: http://upload.wikimedia.org/wikipedia/commons/c/cd/Stingless_jellyfish.jpg)

And alsoTsukimi's name, written in Kanji is composed of moon (月) and sea (海) thus Tsukimi = 月海. Now jellyfish in Japanese is Kurage, written in Kanji it's 海月. See? You just switch the position of her name and you get jellyfish. Cool and cute ne? ne? Just like Tikya. Hohohohoh~ X3

Jellyfish aside, another thing I like about her, or the series is that in the first episode they showed her resembling Heidi and I, a kid who has been wishing since time immemorial to be Heidi, was just totally squealing with GLEE!!! It was just LOVE!!! And then I found myself already in love with the series and with her. :3

Heidi's life is my dream life except for the little addition that I want a library on top of the mountains filled with interesting books (which means a LOT of books, include the annually newly released ones please) and with a computer with unlimited storage and unlimited speed internet. And also a humungous fridge stacked with sweets (chocolates of course! though I wouldn't mind other sweets too) and chicken, fried if possible. And that is my definition of utter perpetual happiness. *__________*

(Although if I have to choose one...then the library would be the ultimate choice...no questions! :D)

 (P.S. Heidi's ojjichan too is a major factor. I want to have my own kind, lovable lolo. *sigh*)

(And now that I think about it, isn't Clara the blonde haired, handicapped girl? Ooooh kanojo ga suki da!)

Now going back to Kuragehime, the story too is heart-beat inducing. Almost every episode I had this weird urge to giggle and sigh repeatedly. (Well, not much of a feat since I am a weirdo romantic. Hehe. XD) Still the story is in itself exciting though kinda typical with rom-com shoujo genre anime. I mean,, imagine a crossdressing shounen and a megane shounen both having the hots for you?! Maa, maa...is that something to simply overlook?!?!?! X3

Haaawt!!! :P

BTW, this is him or rather he's sorta alter ego, Kurako-chaaan!

Serious-ly sexy~ ;D

And they're brothers! Can this get any better? Weeeh~ :3

Although unfortunately we get to meet a bitch too. A bitch who attempts to destroy Amamizu-kan and a bitch who is clingy to my megane shounen (Heh!), however the way their story was told is on it's own exciting and promising too. So I guess better chances for lovable Kuranosuke huh? ^_^V (Esp. since Tsukimi seems to be more into Shu (megane shounen) than Kuranosuke, or so she thinks. Hihihihih~ *___*)


And regarding bitchy-san, okay fine, Inari san and Shu-san, the part where Shu slapped her and hit her is just hilarious. Define switched roles. Haha! Anyway their roles are switched from the start, virgin Shu and Male christen-er Inari. Wahahaha!!! >XD

So I might be a bit of an esu-emu. X3

Adorable, really~ *insert super fangirl squeal here*

Meanwhile, Kuranosuke and Tsukimi's relationship borders more on it being kilig or twitterpated than outright, actual flirting like Shu and Inari's. Nonetheless, it's more promising that way, especially for a romantic. Kyaaa! :3

Some kilig clips here:

I died and went to heaven. X3

Just...just sweet. *sigh*

Both scenes though are totemo henteko (weird), since he's girlish in those kilig scenes, first clip he's wearing make-up so looks more like an okama-sama than a straight shounen, seond clip is out-rightly giving off a yuri-vibe. Hehe. X3


On the other hand, it's till cute, You just feel how much he likes her although he definitely does NOT understand it. Hah!

There, there... That is his lovely reaction right after he attempted to kiss Tsukimi on some weird impulse (his words not mine. :P). Hysterical. Poor, poor Kuranosuke. He has no idea the love bug bit him. Hard! Hohohohoh~ X3


Sore jaa... See why I fell hard for this series? Anyway, I do hope they make/release a second season soooon because this series is already some kind of drug to me. Hehe.


And, I guess I have to say that one reason why I lurve Arakwa Under the Bridge is because of the constant appearances of jellyfishes in the anime. Aside from the alien thing, I mean.


So there... Till next anime!!! Yaaaaahaaaaa!!! (Anyhoo, off to the manga muna.)


(And since when did I start blogging about anime? XD I used to just brood about them at the back of my mind, most especially when loopholes are in existence. That's anime and films and dramas alike.)


BTW, Kuragehime Wiki-link: http://en.wikipedia.org/wiki/Princess_Jellyfish

Mata atode! Jaa!!! ^_^V *soldier salute*


P.S. Higashimura-san, make a season 2 puh-leeze?

Puh-leeze? :3

Gosick and Dantalian no Shoka (and me)

First allow me to say: Gosick is more freaking awesome!!! However, Dantalain no Shoka is also freaking good on its own.

Anyway, the point is just that DnS appears to be very much like G especially in terms of characters, I mean doesn't Dalian reminds you a lot of tsundere Victorique, that cute little girl who also happens to be a wise-ass not to mention an actual genius (and who also LOVES sweets a lot)? While Huey is like Kujo what with his huge patience with Dalian, and Camilla may not exactly be like Avril but then there are similarities...

Anyway, the general plot line is a lot similar. The two main characters, the hero and the heroine, almost always find themselves in certain cases that they are bound to fix and solve, only they do it in different ways: Victorique and Kujo are on detective modes while Dalian and Huey are like guardians of Phantom Books.

Also in both stories, the relationship between the two characters seems to develop awfully fast but I guess it must be due to the limited anime epi. time or something, but then to be honest, it doesn't really matter and the heck, I love it. Heh. :))

Anyhoo, Gosick's mysteries are a bit easy, especially the earlier ones (I must've seen too much of Detective Conan, I think, I mean since I'm saying that) though the drama part is just LOVE~ <3 ! I mean, I just cried during the battle scene of Cordelia and Victorique's father, what's-his-name. And cried again and again and again during the last few episodes, mainly episode 20-24. And dude, I cried and cried because of this line which is just too much for a stupid romantic-weirdo like me:

"No matter how the world changes, we'll never be separated again." - Victorique and Kujo

(How much of a crybaby will I get really? I mean it's been months(!!!) since I've watched it but the line and the memory of the story still manages to cause my eyes to get teary and all. -____-)

Dantalian no Shoka on the other hand, is just as lovely although it bothers me a lot that there are certain things not clearly explained. (Maybe there will be a second season. I hope.) Such as the white biblioprincess and the patch-eye one too and their Keykeepers. I especially hate the fact that they didn't elaborate much on the Libricide Officer (Hal right?) since he's kakkoii(!!!) not to mention HOT, totally.

(ne? ne? ne? :3)

Also, they didn't bother much to explain about the other Dalian, the pink-haired one, and it just pains me to think that it's with her that Huey is totally into, I mean sure they must be the same person or library or whatever but the thing is that part is ALL muddled, it's confusing. And also have I mentioned painful? Yes painful. Poor purple-haired Dalian. I like her better kasi, so there. :P

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On the other hand, the other thing I love about both these stories is that I could relate with the two heroines, being hikikomori myself, and also being a book lover too, who'd rather spend her time surrounded by her beloved books, locked up in my room than socializing with humans (I mean it's just too much hard work to talk and introduce yourself to everyone you know, and then they almost always end up not understanding you neither your world.). And if given the chance, I'd pounce eagerly on said chance to live in Victorique's library surrounded by all those beautiful and I bet waaay interesting books. Heaven. =^_^=

Also, this clip in DnS epi.5, just breaks me down and makes me cry (again *sigh*) because it's too sweet and impossible. Heh. But still sweet.

Sweet right?

But then impossible, since no sane person would really bother "saving" the hikikomori bookworm from her perpetual alone-ness, be it self-imposed or not. (Well, prolly there is, just not anyone I know, so yeah, I'll remain forever alone, not that I mind, much.)

And pink-haired Dalian is right by the way, with her saying that the books certainly makes her feel all those feelings you experience in actuality. It's true, I mean, it's just the same. You feel the same things and much more because your imagination fuels your mind and before you know it you've experienced just the same maybe even much more than those who experienced those things in actuality. The power of books and imagination. The very reason why I fell in love with books and why I'll prolly never fall out of love.

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Now going back to Gosick and Dantalian no Shoka, ALL I'm saying is that they're both great and have their own distinct qualities that definitely makes them stand out, and similarities which I guess are common especially since it's anime, so the stereotypes. But then Gosick is better because of the overall storyline which killed my poor little heart, while Dantalian no Shoka shows great promise of a good anime so a second season should be made already, like right NOW! ;3 And yeah, I prolly have to read the manga to quench my thirst...

A book-vampire. Heh. Or alien. Vampire alien? Whatever. :))

My Arakawa Under The Bridge Episode 200 realization

Uhm, so... is Arakawa Under The Bridge just Ko(aka Ric)'s dream? An elaborate fantasy borne out of his boredom from his "perfect" life, such that watching the circus presentation played out by it's fantastic set of casts, he was sucked into the said elaborate dream? Oh man. Bad Season 2. Makes me sad. -_________- Could be I'm just reading a lot out of the last episode...b-but...but...anything is possible. I hate episode 200.

I mean, why have episode 200: Applause for you, the ending episode end in such way? Why not just allow the perfectly happy ending presented by episode 199? Why???

Now I'm sad. Waaay sad. As you can see, I'm not exactly fond of such endings where I could glean a lot of twisted ideas, mostly masochistic, just to, well, hurt myself, I mean emotionally not physically.

It's just like Pan's Labyrinth, where I get to question the lead character(the little girl)'s perception on reality and the blurring lines of the fantastic world she had encountered or perhaps created, you know, in order to escape the grim reality she had been led to live in.

Geez. Reality sucks big time huh? The movie Inception too gave me that idea where I think in actuality it was Dom who remained trap in his own version of reality, meaning it must be that his wife is right or he was not really able to escape that dream-in-a-dream-in-a-dream world (you get the gist if you've seen the movie), hence in order to cope with it he just created a world in that dream in which he was trapped, and prolly will remain trapped for the rest of his life, and made it a place where he could live happily ever after with his kids. Back in his "safety" zone.

Crap. So where does that leave poor me? Poor, poor me? The me who can't stay put in the world of reality where pain exists in all corners, stalking me, waiting for the right time to prey on me and inflict pain, pain, pain... The me who is always seeking protection from my made-up dreams of a different world. Where does that leave me? I really hope I could escape too. Well, after all an alien could escape, right? I mean, I just have to find my spaceship right? In order to escape earth and all the hideous monsters (or humans) who plans to eliminate me and all. Right? Right. Yep, resolution resolved, I'm going to escape someday. Someday.

 Meanwhile, I'll just wallow in self-pity. As I wait for that spaceship to come pick me up.

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I should be hanged

Ohmigod. As in seriously Ohmigod.

I should be hanged. Or worse bitch slapped. Like someone should totally come up to me in public, brandish their steely palms and hit me with it in my cheeks!!!

I totally deserve that.

Why?

Well, because here I am still mooning over my crush who chose to friendzone me after I painfully carved my chest in order to show him my heart who beats his name (okay, fine. I just texted him that I like him, but still!!!), and how I sometimes go over the memories we shared together with me getting all teary-eyed especially when listening to a song (Lady Antebellum's Owned the Night is just AWESOME, 'nuff said) and then when I get real sad, as in REAL sad, I sorta blame him on how he sorta led me on, when it hit me (real hard may I say?) that perhaps the reason why he rejected me (and showing it by not even texting back 'hey I think of you just a friend' or whatever, anyway) is that he is actually totally in love with someone and they have this great relationship going on!!! (or, since well he's single I think that's what he said, he's totally also having a one-sided love going on with someone and that he really, really likes her. But fudge, this kind-of scenario reminds me of something that I don't wanna remember so I won't). And here I am trying to think of ways to make him mine (HAHA! just you know dreaming things up on how I'd show him my greatness, like hell yeah) or at least show him that it's his loss not mine (and this is what you get for reading too much romance novels, I know but they [romance novels] offer a kind-of escape from this world you know? Only geez, don't get me started on Twilight. I hate it. I'm more of a Cabot girl, and okay sometimes Nora Roberts and of course Nicholas Sparks! :D) or well just you know, things that would make me feel better. Anyway, as I was saying, I was moping around like that when I realize what a bitch I am (although seriously? I already know it's bitchy to act like you were oh-so-hurt and fooled when you weren't really. Fooled, I mean.) and I should be hanged. Really. For my selfishness, I mean.

God. What kind of friend am I? And I have the nerve to still consider him a friend. Wah!!! I am so so so going to bang my head a hundred thousand times on the wall for retribution.

That feeling...

when you know you've pushed too far and still pushing hard, insisting for something to happen though you know it won't. Not now. Perhaps not ever.

But why attempt to begin a relationship with someone when it appears you don't have plans to continue it?

So again, I know the mistake's mine. I insisted on something I thought was right. I messed everything up. But is it that hard for you to address it, address me and tell me that I don't matter or that you don't care?


I realized, that after these past weeks, more than you telling me that you still want me to be your friend, even just as a friend (because honestly I value our friendship more than I value my attraction for you), what I want is for you to just tell me something. Anything. Sounds desperate? Not really. I just want a signal coming from you so I'd be able to... I don't know, move on? Or just forget I ever met you. But I know I won't. You are that best friend I've always wanted. That is, you were.

Lyin' here with you so close to me

It's hard to fight these feelings when it feels so hard to breathe

I'm caught up in this moment, caught up in your smile

And now I keep praying I could turn back time and go back. Go back. Go back. And wished I had held back. I would have been happier not knowing this feeling. But then, I was happy when I was with you.


Stupid one-sided feeling. Stupid wishes. Stupid dreams. Stupid me. I told you, happy-endings ain't for everyone, at least not for me.

Just a shot in the dark that you just might

Be the one I've been waiting for my whole life

So baby, I'm alright with just a kiss goodnight

More than a shot in the dark, I thought you'd be lighting my path in the dark. But you wouldn't.

And more than a kiss goodnight, all I wanted is for you not to say goodbye. But you did. 

No, I don't want to say goodnight (goodbye)

I know it's time to leave

But you'll be in my dreams

Tonight, tonight, tonight

Problems of a matchmaker

Okay, so I got these two friends.

Well, the guy's not really a "friend" but more like a likable person I know (since we're not exactly close).

Anyway, so my girl friend and I were there standing in line waiting to be let in inside le fair. And I saw my guy classmate in one of my classes this sem. So I greeted him.

I introduced them.

They shook hands.

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Personally, I thought it was sweet.

Like in the movies.

I thought they're gonna be my newest perfect match. (Hell yeah! I'm a matchmaker. A good one. It's just that good matchmakers aren't exactly good with their own love lives, or the lack of it. XD)

Anyway, so there I was, I've been dreaming of the day that I can introduce them to each other because it just makes a lot of sense (for me at least), and I was effin' happy when, by chance!, they met.

We spent the fair sorta together at the start. And spent another day sorta together again. It was fun. And the thing is I was really ecstatic. I thought she's gonna be able to forget her scumbag ex. Finally.

But... She told me, while I was waiting for my parents to come fetch me, that...

"I'm not interested."

Wah! Dreams destroyed.

And the sad thing is, I really think he's an awesome guy. For gosh sakes, he's a gamer and gamers are COOL people (my brudder is. Although I'm especially careful not to tell him that). He is also an introvert (like me and her, I guess that's why we sorta clicked together). He likes music (and not trash music!). He is sorta into anime (people who are into anime are awesome, right?!). He does not cringe when we talk about おたく　ふ女子 stuff (most guys I know, most especially my brudder dear, are especially sensitive to such topics). And he's nice. I think he's got a lot in common with her. But why is she not giving him the chance? Why?

Geez.

I hope he contacts me and asks me for help in pursuing her. I'd love him if he'd do just that. :D

P.S. And he's funny. The mud ice cream prank he did yesterday reminds me of my childhood and my childhood buddies. Do I like him? Fudge yeah. Who could not like such cool guy? But why doesn't she? Pfft. I knew it. Scumbag ex of hers. -____- Hehe.

B-kun, Oo Torete ako sayo. May reklamo?

So you're here in my mind.

Again. For the nth time.

Can I ask you to leave me? Even just for a teensy eensy weensy bit of moment? 'Cause I can't think straight. Thanks to you.

But don't worry dear. I'm not mad.

It's just that the knowledge of not being able to see you anymore. Or not knowing whether I'll ever see you and talk to you like before, well, it kills me. Okay, honestly? It makes me crazy.

But it's okay. I know I'll be okay. Soon. Hopefully.

The funny thing is that I wrote you a letter yesterday, a long one. But of course I know I'll never have the courage to actually send it to you. 'Cause, well, you might reject me. And I know that'll hurt like hell. Been there. Felt that.

Only, I know that this time, this time if I confess my feelings to you, and if you reject me (what am I saying I know you will, 'cause I know you only see me as a friend right?), when you reject me I know I'll be having a hard time trying to pick myself up.

Why? Because based from my past two heart aches, it's you who fits perfectly with the image I have of my dream boy. Well, not perfectly I see that now, because you're not staying.

The latest heart ache was two years ago. Occurred at the same time as my soul-searching mode in acads. It was a hell-like experience. Not because of him, my senpai crush, but more because of the lack of having someone to confide to regarding my decisions in life. Nonetheless, God saved me so here I am. (Why am I telling this to you? As if you're gonna find and read this no?)

I want you to know how much I actually like you

Maybe I'm telling this because I want you to know how much I actually like you, which is stupid since we've only known each other for a short period of time. A couple of months? Less even.

But have you ever felt that feeling that you've known someone for a long time already? That's the way I felt when I found you sitting beside me on the beach. I turned around to talk to our group mate and it's you I found sitting there. Why did you ever sit beside me? Why did you talk to me as if you and I are friends? We barely even talk the day before. Well, we held hands. I remember that.

that feeling that you've known someone for a long time already?

Haven't I warned you enough that I'm weird? That I'm an alien? And that I'm a hopeless Romantic? You should have listened. Then you might have spared my feelings. I know it's my fault for assuming too much but are you really blameless? Not that I'm blaming you really.

Forgive me.

For assuming. For falling for you.

And it so happens that you're the first actual guy I fell for after two years of building all those barriers and obstructions around me as to avoid, well, feeling like this. Actual because all the other guys I gushed on were celebs or characters in stories. I'm thinking I shouldn't have met you.

And you shouldn't have been like one of those characters I like. You should have known. But I'm not blaming you remember that.

And maybe I'm telling you all of this because I miss talking to you. There are still tons of things I wanted to tell you. But now you've left.

Remember that day too when you confided in me about your problems? I'm wondering why you did. It's not as if we're already close then. I mean, are you the kind of person who share his problem to random people? People you feel close to? People you trust? Person you like? (Oooppps.) Or am I really just the kind of person a lot of people feel easy to confide in? (I mean I'm my friends' counselor after all. A lot of people, even those I'm not close to, just feel easy around me hence they tell me their problems and actually listen to my advice.) Maybe that's just that no? And I'm just assuming a lot.

And now I'm feeling the pain for my stupidity. And wondering why I don't just tell you out loud what I feel. If only...

If you only knew how many times I wanted to cry out and ask for your hand to pull me up when we climbed that monstrous mountain. If you only knew how much I wanted to strangle a certain classmate because she's so pretty and my antennae is telling me (yes, I'm an alien right? I have an antennae that detects people's emotions. So there.) that she likes you and somehow you seem to like her back; and I can't compete with her because she's so pretty, and she's girly, while I'm this boyish kiddo who wears big clothes and who is small. (You always tease me that I'm poor little me. I'll admit that I miss you teasing me like that.) And if you only knew how much I wanted our picture taken together at the summit, but I didn't, for fear of being teased, for fear of you rejecting the idea, for fear of you finding out what I feel for you. I avoided talking much to you when we climbed that mountain. And I tried avoiding these feelings. Apparently, mahirap pala. Before I could avoid this kind of feeling, but I guess that was before I met you no?

If you only knew how much I wanted to hug when you were having the chills on the way home.

Before I could avoid this kind of feeling, but I guess that was before I met you no?

If you only knew that I wanted to volunteer myself in fulfilling your wish of a happy family.

Don't worry though, I won't force myself to you. That's why I'm writing this. That's why I'm repeatedly listening to Torete so I'll be reminded of my position in your life. Which is non-existent.

I told you that I find it hard to work on anything especially a story with a group right? I haven't been fully honest, because I wanted to add this:

But I'm willing to write a story about us with you. I'm willing to write and complete a story with you.

See how Torete I am about you?

I hope you'll stumble into this and read this. So that I'll know that I've successfully, for the first time, confessed to the first guy who I unashamedly written a lot of poems about.