My brain is too slow for my liking

[higure]

If there ever was a proof of Ueda Tatsuya never really stepping down from his position as a leader of KAT-TUN, or returning to it or whatever, then this would be it:
KAT-TUN, Ueda Tatsuya
To everyone in SMAP. Thank you very much for taking care of us the other day. I learned afresh how great the sempai are. If we ever get to be there again, please take care of us again. Nakai-kun... I think it's time you learn my name please (laughs).
Translation by enshinge, can be found here.
I mean, he thanks SMAP on behalf of KAT-TUN, if I take the translation to be accurate and believe he used “us”. <3 And then he asks Nakai to learn his name. LMAO

I have finally figured out why my eye sight and eye condition deteriorated so much yesterday and why it has not been fixed during the night. I had gone for another check-up yesterday and they measured my eye pressure (idk if that´s how you say it in English), which basically means they have blown puffs of air into my eyes. They have also made me look into all kinds of bright light, including this funky blue. Even when my eyes were healthy and they did the same during pre-surgery check-up, my eyes were irritated for few days, and they had not been scarred by laser at the time.

Mystery SOLVED!!! This actually is great news, because I was getting nervous over the development, now I know it is nothing to be worried about.

I have also come back to Brno yesterday and spent my day today going through a year´s worth of magazine articles in all the Czech legal periodics that could have published something in relation to my thesis over the time. Which meant taking every single one of them into my hands and checking the list of content. At least I didn´t use computer much. But, hello, no classification! Anyway the result is one and a half of an article, if you were wondering.

I have however met several of my friends who are PhD students by now (:O why so many of them?) and had some testing today at school. It was a complete coincidence but I feel so refreshed because I talked to, you know, people with similar interest and of similar age and state of mind, after being deprived of that luxury (in person) for over three weeks now. *__*

I am going to do a meme now that I have been tagged to do ages ago by chivakaza. The one about listing seven quirks or information about me.

List seven habits/quirks/facts about yourself.

I am not tagging anyone, since it feel like everyone has done this anyway. If you feel like doing this (again), be my guest!

1. I went to Christian (catholic to be exact) school through ages 10 to 18. It has shielded me from some serious mocking about my weight or other imperfections, for which I am eternally grateful, because, especially, at the age of 10 I was taking it badly. It has however taught me how to talk about sex in cryptic language as well. People there might have been nicer at the time, may have had a bit politer upraising, still we were only teenagers. Catholic schools here are not paid as e.g. in US, it was not a snobby institution or anything, still sometimes it felt like we were special, because of above mentioned “niceness”. I am very fond of those years even if the school has gone downhill since then and I had two extra religion lessons per week.

2. I iron almost everything but socks, towels and silky underwear. Yes, that means I do iron cotton underwear or sheets as well. All my t-shirts, pyjamas, everything. It was one of the biggest cultural shocks when I was in US that my “first” family didn´t have a proper iron. I was lost. LMAO good all times …

3. Hmmm … I use tons of … in my writing and like “coupling” adjectives or expressions of descriptions. I hate it when there is only one of it; it feels half-assed and incomplete if it is me who have written it.

4. I am not a person to ask for favourites. I have too hard of a time to decide, it changes too much and I can´t be bothered enough to pick one. This applies to JE boys, food, drinks, usually books or movies, mostly everything. I have my likes and dislikes but asking me for no. 1 usually means giving me the hardest question possible.

5. I have always been what the present time society calls fat. Is this a quirk or a habit? Ok, I will stop being silly. But just know this all is being sad in good spirit and with no bitterness or hurt feelings. The first time someone tried to purposely make me lose weight was when I was six. I spent six weeks in the middle of nowhere in some camp. It is a reason why I write number eight in an incorrect way. Ever since then it is an endless struggle currently being solved by yet another diet (have you seen those cakes I have baked recently, totally forbidden ;D) and pills. Prescribed by my general doctor, who has noticed (after me being her patient for 5 years) that I am overweighted (seriously). I have also always been the fastest long distance runner in my class, have always done some sport, from tennis to handball and was always in shape. The quirk and habit in relation to this might be that in rl I tend to make (bad) jokes about my own weight, my ass big as a sea chest and I mock other curvy parts of my body. In teenage years, it prevented other people from mocking me, it stops being interesting when the person in question does it herself, now it is an inside joke with my good friends. Hmmm long and pointless much?

6. Quirks, quirks, I am quite “conservative” when it comes to clothing, especially colours. No more than two or three at the time, no huge “Hawaiian” patterns or such. I do, however, love buttons of any size, shape and colour and when a shirt, coat, t-shirt or some other piece of clothing has them even slightly remarkable I am sold.

7. I have a habit of often touching or rubbing my eyes. My glasses tended to be always dirty because of it since I used to frequently stick my fingers underneath them and my eye make-up smeared the moment I put it on. Which is why I wear very little of it. Only a waterproof eye-liner (if any) and waterproof mascara. If you see me with eye shadows on, now that must be some huge occasion happening once in a century.

ROFL random much? I think I just used and abused that meme to give you some information I might have been or might in the future refer to and it could come handy for you to know.

Also this meme has been going around and I played here, got a great Pin “spirit” snippet with a twist (and parentheses) out of it, so I feel like reposting. Try me, I am not guaranteeing any clever though.
1. Find a title.
Any title, be it hauntingly, lyrically beautiful, irresistibly quirky or awe-inspiringly insipid.

2. Share it!
Leave the title in the comments.

3. Let me find the story your title should have.
I'll tell you a little bit about the story that I feel fits your title (which may or may not be the story I would have written for the title in question).

4. If you want, post this in your own LJ.
Find stories for other people's titles!

Also let me rant. I feel like never organizing anything for ryoda_love again at the moment. I find it very hard to tolerate certain behaviour these days and I keep telling myself to breathe slowly and properly almost every time I receive an e-mail in relation to the Ficolate exchange. By now, I am sure my lungs capacity has increased and my ability to take deep breaths has become much better. I tell you, it is good breathing exercise. No seriously, sorry for being kind of mean and not specific, but I think, with the nervous and insecure state of my mind and eyes, I have become impatient. It is only my own fault, I am sure. I need to find my inner Zen. Any ideas?

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[sashjun.livejournal.com]

XDDDD LMAO seriously, it´s not what I write but what you seeeeeeeeee

The Moon That Illuminates You

I have seen many faces of Nishikido Ryo. The one he shows in front of camera when he is asked to seduce is almost boring by now. There are also many faces he creates, many emotions he expresses, when a movie or a drama is shot. I am always impressed by the hard face he shows when protecting his bandmates, his friends, his little world. There is only a slight difference in the harshness of his look when he faces those bandmates, friends or his own beliefs and scolds them. Tough love is what I see and what makes the difference. I have seen the shy glances when a person he likes is around and I have seen the wide smile that brightens his eyes when he is happy. I have seen many faces of one Nishikido Ryo and I have always thought that I knew it all. I was sure that there was nothing he was hiding from me.

When I saw Ryo looking at the bright red moon for the first time, it was shocking. It wasn´t the orange tint of his skin, the result of that bizarre light, that had astounded me. And I have always known he does enjoy lonely nights spent in sky adoration. No, it wasn´t the moon´s effects on his looks that had had me almost petrified.

These days, I want the moon to come it´s full circle faster. On those nights when it shows off its beauty I watch Nishikido Ryo watch the moon. It´s not the light that makes the sight addictive. It´s the deep sense of calm and the dream shining from his profile that makes it alluring. It´s the longing and the strong will Ryo shows on those nights that forces me to follow every time I can. It´s the side that no one is allowed to see, and that I steal from him, that keeps me rooted to my spot. I have seen many faces of Nishikido Ryo, still the moon reveals a new one every time it reaches his smooth skin and silky hair.


(this is obviously a mess grammatically, I had no strength to fix it @__@ also sorry about the first person, no idea when that came from. It is also strange ... Right I should not be writing commentary on these ...)

[tokeruyouna.livejournal.com]

Yeah, where DID the first person come from? ;D That sounds like it would end up being like a four volume novel or something. XD Seriously, telling that story would probably take forever!

[sashjun.livejournal.com]

... which is why it is a good thing that I don´t have to write it.

And I KNOW where the first person came from. I have listened to tons of Sherlock Holmes stories over my "recovery" period as I call it. Now I think about it, they are all written from Watson´s perspective. In first person ...
rofl oh well it´s just a snippet anyway