I can't stand it.
I can't stand it.
Disappear.
Disappear.
DISAPPEAR.
I claw at it -
rip at it -
gouge it -
Disappear,
Disappear,
Please, disappear...
I look down
at my blackened,
stained hands
And fall to my knees.
It won't disappear.
It won't go away.
I can't run away
From truth.
Aimless.
I walk forward
Just to walk forward.
I have no destination
In mind. Mindless
Wandering forward
Wandering backward
Wandering in circles
Wandering.
Just to move.
Moving away from
Standing.
I don't want to stand
Alone.
Yet alone I stand
Alone I wander
Aimlessly lost.
How far away
Can I push you?
Where is the limit
That you will tolerate?
Where is the line
That I must draw?
Lines riddle the floor.
Crossing -
Intersecting -
Overlapping -
Distancing.
How close to me
Can anyone reach?
I remember those memories -
Memories of those feelings.
Then,
Just hearing his name
Caught my unwavering attention.
Then,
Just seeing a glimpse of him
Blinded my eyes to everything else.
Then,
Just being in his company
Froze a happy smile upon my face.
I remember these memories -
Memories of these feelings.
Reminiscing a Different Road by JDillius, literature
Literature
Reminiscing a Different Road
I take a different fork
In the wide road.
Perhaps this way is faster.
Everyone likes faster
Right?
As I curve
I would have been
On that road:
The familiar road
That I usually take.
This is where
I would have turned.
Except I go straight
On this road.
I follow along
While remembering
A different road.
A calm, normal day
Just like any other day.
A random, harmless thought
Just like every other thought.
As the day progresses,
As the thought develops,
Change happens.
The day goes by, but
The thought remains.
The face frowns, and
The hands help.
I can't stand it.
I can't stand it.
Disappear.
Disappear.
DISAPPEAR.
I claw at it -
rip at it -
gouge it -
Disappear,
Disappear,
Please, disappear...
I look down
at my blackened,
stained hands
And fall to my knees.
It won't disappear.
It won't go away.
I can't run away
From truth.
Aimless.
I walk forward
Just to walk forward.
I have no destination
In mind. Mindless
Wandering forward
Wandering backward
Wandering in circles
Wandering.
Just to move.
Moving away from
Standing.
I don't want to stand
Alone.
Yet alone I stand
Alone I wander
Aimlessly lost.
How far away
Can I push you?
Where is the limit
That you will tolerate?
Where is the line
That I must draw?
Lines riddle the floor.
Crossing -
Intersecting -
Overlapping -
Distancing.
How close to me
Can anyone reach?
I remember those memories -
Memories of those feelings.
Then,
Just hearing his name
Caught my unwavering attention.
Then,
Just seeing a glimpse of him
Blinded my eyes to everything else.
Then,
Just being in his company
Froze a happy smile upon my face.
I remember these memories -
Memories of these feelings.
Reminiscing a Different Road by JDillius, literature
Literature
Reminiscing a Different Road
I take a different fork
In the wide road.
Perhaps this way is faster.
Everyone likes faster
Right?
As I curve
I would have been
On that road:
The familiar road
That I usually take.
This is where
I would have turned.
Except I go straight
On this road.
I follow along
While remembering
A different road.
A calm, normal day
Just like any other day.
A random, harmless thought
Just like every other thought.
As the day progresses,
As the thought develops,
Change happens.
The day goes by, but
The thought remains.
The face frowns, and
The hands help.
It's been almost five years since I last visited my homeland, and I'm excited and scared at the same time.
My last visit in 2009 left me a bit traumatized but I think I'm okay now. My stepmother and half brother in China had tried to kill me with a kitchen knife. I was shaking and crying when I escaped in a taxi that night. After that event, I couldn't feel safe anymore. I changed my flight to return to the US sooner, and never wanted to go back again.
But that's in the past now. I miss my grandparents and other relatives. I miss the food, the cicadas, the unique mountainscape of Sichuan, and ever dwindling bits of the old city that's quick
- a procrastinator. - a lazy person. Which explains the procrastination. - a thinker. Of many things. Which is part of the reason why JD became a lazy person. - a self-proclaimed weirdo. So proclaimed because JD doesn't know what non-weird is exactly. - a wannabe wordsmith. Whatever that is. JD just likes to manipulate words. - a self-proclaimed liar. That way when JD accidentally lies, JD already told you so.
Of course there's going to be a rant when I finish the second season~~~
BUT HOW TO RANT WITHOUT SPOILING EVERYTHING???? OAO!!!!
I'll just have to be cryptic.
I love the ending - and I'm VERY picky when it comes to endings. Depending on your perspective, it could be a happy or sad ending. Personally, I just think it wrapped up very nicely and so I am happy with it. 8D
Though in hindsight, it might have wrapped up too nicely to be realistically possible, but since we're dealing with powers like the Geass, it actually works out.
I didn't like the conclusion/secret with Lelouch's parents (who happen to be aiming for the worst parents' award) -
I finally got around to finishing the first season of Code Geass. FINALLY.
Euphemia's encounter with the Geass made me sad. That ending was so...unhappy. And wrong. It's like...how do you even fix something like this? How can there be a happy ending? Sadness and bitter feelings for all characters. =(
Of course, the series ended with a cliffhanger-type of ending where nothing's resolved happily. Which is actually ok, in my opinion, because a good happy ending does not seem to exist for Code Geass - the happy ending would probably feel wrong somehow.
And then that first episode of the second season just confused me - what happened in that on
I shouldn't have time for manga, but it's an addiction I'm trying to fix. OTL Though two of the following three I read when I actually had time...
Katekyo Hitman Reborn
I read this way back when, and then stopped, and then picked up again after I found out a while ago that the series ended. Mmm...I probably ranted about this series before? I think I remember saying how the characters grew on me despite being initially annoying. I find the plot and the characters interesting, but I pretty much lost interest after the battle with Xanxus. The subsequent arcs weren't really boring, they were just...not particularly exciting...?
Probably because