Camp...

Akari says...

Yuya and Ai said that they made up their minds concerning this year's camp. They are going. No way around, no questions. In fact, they already sent their application form with their name on it. B'Gadz!

As for me, I can't possibly go,(no way!) nope, can't possibly go without them. It's impossible! I can't stand staying home all by myself, even if I don't have friends at camp. No Wayz! So yes, I will be going...AGAIN!! I'm just going for my sanity, though. Just because I can't stand even a few days without them. But at the same time, I might go nuts and crackers with all those people. I'm not good with large crowds and I tend to stay in the corner; I'm not a social person, and all those people makes me tired. Anyway, there's no use in me raving about it now; the application form is already sent, and I bet they're checking it by now.

My expectations of this year's camp is low, as usual, shan't make it high, else I'll get disappointed. I'm expecting that there'd be...

*2 dance nights
*7hours straight of games and fellowship
*2 hours of word time

This is my lowest expectations, my highest expectations would be the EXACTLY opposite of what I listed above. Such as...

*No dance nights; it's replaced with school
*7 hours of Word time
*Free time
*More free time, and fellowship with Ai and Yuya

But if this became true, it wouldn't be a 'Camp'. It wouldn't be much of a change; camps are all about change, and getting out of your way and having 'fellowship' with people you don't know.

Riiiight.

But so far, no good. The walls are thick around me, and besides, it feels much comfortable being inside than out.

I wonder what my former teacher would say to me if she was here... she'd probably give me a good sermon and give me an assignment―she'd give me a word study on 'shyness i-ness' or 'boldness' or something. Princess Pei-Pei on the other hand, I'd think she would pull me out on a 'walk' and talk about the situation over juice or something.
Not saying that the former is better than the latter or that the latter is better than the former.

I don't care.

PERIOD.

Will be gone for a week

Eiko says...

So, yeah...
*sigh*
I'll be heading for Kanazawa tomorrow, and for the very first time in all my 19 years, I will be taking the night bus.
I probably don't have much to worry about, but Shinjuku IS a big station, and my sense of direction is pretty whacked up. I'm not ashamed to say that I am indeed quite freaked out about the whole thing.
I've got this fear that I'll miss my bus, and will be stranded out there in the cold, and if I DO managed to get on the RIGHT bus and on the right time-line, I have the fear of missing my stop. And if that isn't a problem, I have a foreboding that I will be locked up in a bus with a pervert who has a perverted mind that constantly has perverted thoughts racing through it. All of that mashed together with the week-long Kids Camp is a really pleasant thought, and I sleep like a baby every night.

NOT.
REALLY.

It's all good though. This next week is going to be EXCITING, no questions asked! I really like kids, and I'm about to enter a full week just full of them cute little things!
I'm lovin' it BIG TIME!

And while I'm gone, the prodical blogger (a.k.a Akkari-chan) will be taking care of this blog, so you can expect a series of posts from her during my absense.

Anyhow,
Being that the opposite of "nice" is "mean", you most definitely fall under the category of "nice", and nice people pray for other people in distress, so I guess I should say thank you for praying for me! Heh, heh!!

Well, cheers for now.

今はネ…

Eiko says...

It's snowing outside, and it's freezing cold. (What on earth? I'm writing about the weather!) I am wearing an over-sized T-shirt and an apron. My hair smells like curry, and my fingers smell like garlic. I wish I were somewhere else right now. I also wish somebody could press the fast-forward-button on life and skip the Kids Camp altogether!!
I'm quite nervous about the whole thingie, and I have a foreboding that I'm going to, someway or another, mess up big time as the "organizer/representative" of the camp.
Freakyyy!

My art-life is on pause right now since I'm busy with all this camp stuff, but after it's over and out of the way, I will resume my art practicing, and also finish up a picture I'm working on for a friend.
It's half way finished, and that's wonderful. But what's not wonderful is that I have lost all inspiration for the picture. I look at it, and feel slightly nauseous, and the thought of finishing it makes me feel faint. I try a few strokes and smudges at the picture and my eyebrows knit, and I looked constipated--and for a good reason. It's just not quite perfect. But so far, so good. It's in proportion and it looks how it's suppose to look. I just need to keep it up.
Ganbarimasu. . .

things n that

Eiko says...

My apologies for not posting as regularly as I usually post, (which is everyday) but like I said before, my posts are most interesting and amusing when life is upside-down, inside-out, and out of control, and when a storm is hitting me head on. When life is normal and pleasant ( like it is now) my posts will be drab and boring, and generally meh. Writing drab and boring posts is a waste of time and energy...so I don't.
Which is why it's kinda ironic that I'm blogging right now.

Updates on life at Icthus

*Yuya and Boris caught, tortured, and killed a rat the old "Matsuoka-Way".
*I am busy with the up coming Kids Camp and everything related to that.
*Grandma is visiting us for a week! I never knew we could squeeze another person in this tiny little house, but miracles still happen.
*We are going to have a lovely garden this spring. Just you wait and see!
*Mom is pregnant with #13! (Please freak out right about now. After you calm down, take note that I am being sarcastic about Mom being pregnant. )
*We are making significant progress on the whole Log Cabbin idea.
*Hay Fever.
*Cow Manuer planting season. Pew!
*Giant, mutant ants are STILL an issue. Ants are crawling EVERYWHERE!
*Boris and I both accidently stepped in the sticky-trap we set for the rat to get caught in. Now I understand how it feels to be caught in a rat trap, and I can sympathize better.
*I am losing sleep over the whole XD CORE thingie,...whether I should go or not thingie.

Yeah, seriously. Should I go or not? That was a retorical question, so don't bother answering. Either way, I have a feeling that I won't go, unless God strikes me down with lightning or something. (not literally.)

I watched the sweetest movie ever the other day called 50 First Dates, starring Drew Barrymore and Adam Sandler.

Basically, Henry, (Adam Sandler) falls in love with Lucy, (Drew Barrymore) who has short-term memory loss and can't remember each individual day. Henry doesn't let that stop him, and makes her fall in love with him every day. It's a BEAUTIFUL love comedy. It's what true love is aaaaaaaaaaaaaaall about. It's so rare, that I'm almost convinced that it only exists in Holly Wood films. That was a joke btw. Sort of, anyway.

Okay, well, it's getting late. I'm calling it a night.
Keep the Kids Camp in your prayers.

We caught the rat!

Eiko says...

These pictures speak for themselves, but to let you know, Boris and Yuya were the knights in shining armor!

Good riddance!

Oscar Wilde

Eiko says...

This dude is outrageous! You've GOTTA love him!

Quotes by Oscar Wilde:

"Women are meant to be loved, not understood"

"If you really want to know what a woman means, which is dangerous, always look at her but never listen."

"If you want to tell people the truth, make them laugh, otherwise they'll kill you."

"Arguments are to be avoided, they are always vulgar and often convincing. "

"Always forgive your enemies; nothing annoys them so much."

"Education is a wonderful thing, provided you always remember that nothing worth knowing could ever be taught"

"I have very simple tastes, I am always satisfied with the very best."

Men, remember...

Eiko says...

You've seen it in movies, or read it in novels.
There's a group of men debating over an issue, and the sort of out-spoken girl tries to say her piece or give her opinion but is quickly put back in her place, either by the men folk, or just by the whole situation. It's often that the woman ends up being the fool, humiliated, and put down.

Women, remember your place.

Now, things are different in a messed up sort of way. It's upside down, inside out, and totally not good. There will be a group of ladies, being loud and very much opinionated about a certain topic, and a guy will try to say his piece or give his opinion on the matter. The next thing you know, all the women folk gang up on him verbally, and shut him up. The guy is unsettled and annoyed. What happeed to, "Women, remember your place"?
Welcome to the 21st century, dude.

Men, remember your place.

Wasn't there a prophecy about how when a women president arises, the End of the world is near? Yikes.


LIFE'S LIKE THIS:

It so happens that I'll be visiting Lodge Home for the next few days. I get to take a break from the ever present potent odor of cow manure, and instead, breath in the fresh, Adachi-ku smog and pollution. I don't know which one is better or worse, but it doesn't matter because I'll be visiting good friends, and it will be great.

Did anyone tell you that we have a MAJOR ant issue? I do believe that the ants have created an immune system for the insect poison we've been feeding them, and they are turning mutant on us. They are crowling EVERYWHERE, and the more we kill, torture, poison and get rid of them, the more they seem to appear in numbers and strenngth. Not only are they super-ants, they are huge in size! There are also the really tiny ones, but the tiny ones are the ones that bite! I kid you not. They BITE! I've literally got ants in my pants, bed, stationary, food,...everywhere!
It's EW!

tsukareta

Eiko says...

"You've got 30 seconds to catch your breath!"

My life flashed before my eyes as I collapsed on the floor, sweat oozing from every pore of my body, hands shaking, my heart beating out of my rib cage, and my face flushed beet red.

"You've got 15 more seconds, guys. 15 more seconds!!"

Shawn T's nigga voice echoed in the back of my brain somewhere as I tried to recover from his INSANE routines.

Pant. Sweat. Wheeze.

" 8, 7, 6, 5..."

Pant, Pant, Pant,...

"3, 2, 1 ... SUICIDES!! GO, GO GO!!"

"I'm gunna KILL YOU SHAWN T!!" I yelled as I jumped up from the floor, new strength coursing through my tired limbs as I began another set of suicides.

"This is INTERVAL TRAINING, guys, INTERVAL TRAINING!!"

"SHUT UUUUUUUUUUUP!" I yelled at my computer screen where Shawn T and his no-fat-super-lean-insane-crew-members were sweating it out.

I gave a quick glance at Yuya who was INSANE enough to join me, and managed a, "Are you alive, Yuya?"

"Arghhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhh!"

Was Yuya's very-much-alive response.

"Great!" I replied between pants and more pants.

"Drop down on the floor! Push ups!"

ARGHHHHH!


Ummmm. Yeah. So that's how it is these days. It's an excellent way to work off the stress and tension that tends to build up when you live on planet Earth in human form. I could barely make it through the warm ups when I first started. But now, I can make it through one of Shawn T's Insanity Work Outs till the end, although barely.

It's good stuff.

Revengeful

Eiko says...

Are you into revenge?
Is the Count of Monte Cristo your role model?
Perhaps you are plotting something quite brilliantly sneaky to do to that *itch who ruined your life, or that *ick who broke your heart, or that *ss who totally lied to you. My dear friend, my super-cool-sis from "far far away" wrote this story JUST FOR YOU! You'll love it! Remember to thank her for her troubles.

The Revenge Story

Edward d’Veryvengeful looked upon the sun-kissed wheat fields that surrounded his home.
At last, after years of toil, slavery, and bitter tears his enemy was vanquished, his mother avenged and he could live his life in peace. The breeze from the blue Mediterranean whispered through his hair. Ah, to be free at last!
A small hand clasped his. “We will be very happy here” said Angelina, the love of his life. “I would have died if you had not returned from that duel with my former husband; God rest his soul.”
“Yes, my angel, you are saved and my mother’s death is repaid by the death of the son of the black hearted brother of the man who killed her. –I will never raise my sword again against another man.”
Edward captured his lover’s lips in a passionate kiss.


The End

Epilogue

…Edward captured her lips in a passionate kiss.
And never noticed the bowman taking careful aim in the branches of the sycamore tree; the last son of the cousin of the uncle of the man he he’d killed in a duel to avenge his mother’s death.
“Once this man is laid low,” the bowman vowed, “I will never raise my bow against another man.”

-Yoko Matsuoka

the truth about cupid

Eiko says...

Did you know that cupid is an immature, little kid (I've never seen a picture of cupid any older than 2 years old) who has way too much time on his hands, with no judgement of love and relationships whatsoever?

The fate of love is with that chubby, naked, no-experience-with-relationships-INFANT with wings and a bow and arrow!

He probably just randomly shoots whoever he assumes will be amusing to observe as a love-sick-individual for kicks, and then watches how things unfold as entertainment over a bowl of pop-corn! That's why you see so many strange couples that are just NOT meant to be. Also, sometimes cupid just shoots one lone person with his magical love arrow, but forgets to shoot him/her a partner. We see the results of this all around us! You find yourself madly loving/lusting after somebody, and they just can't return the feelings. It's all cupid's fault!! Catch him! Prison him! Torture him!

Of course there are those lucky individuals who have found lovely partners during one of cupid's hunting sprees.

But you can go ahead and breath because most of the time, God has cupid locked up in his favorite zoo in Heaven, so that cupid will stay away from messing with His great plan and human's free will. Cupid is usually shooting love arrows at animals and strange heavenly creatures, and since everything is perfect in Heaven, he really can't do so much damage. But every now and then, the zoo keeper forgets to lock up after feeding time, and cupid gets away. Being that cupid is faster and more accurate than Legolace could ever dream of being with the bow and arrow, just a few minutes of cupid out of the cage could mean a hundred love stricken individuals.

...

Okay, I didn't just write that, did I?
sigh.

Vitas...

Akari says....

This guy never fails to give me the shivers!



Boris says that his voice is addicting...I don't get it.

P.S. sorry for not posting in quite a while. I have no excuses whatsoever.

enough said!

SNIP

Eiko says...

One snowy, cold Tuesday, I found myself staring in the mirror, trying to figure out what was wrong. Everything, perhaps? That's quite an offensive statement to the Big Guy up in the clouds who no doubt had loads of fun creating me, but still... there must be something I could do to keep me from cringing whenever I catch a glimpse of my reflection in a mirror or window.
That's when a pair of innocent looking scissors lying around caught my attention, and I could sense the idea light bulb flashing over my head! I would cut myself a new hair do! Well, not really. I would get BORIS (who is quite handy with the scissors, being that she cuts her hair whenever she is stressed or emotional) to SNIP SNIP SNIP!!

So with scissor and comb in hand, Boris sat me down on a chair and snipped away, while spouting off comments like,

"Eiko, your hair is more dead than mine! Seriously damaged!!"
"Your hair is WEIRD! What's it made out of, huh?"
"Did you know you have hair enough for three normal humans? You should donate some to charity!"
etc. etc.

It's all good though. Especially since it turned out quite nicely.

I did hesitate when she asked me whether I wanted to cut bangs or not, being that I WAS trying to grow them out from last year, but I really was tired of how I looked, and decided to take the plunge. I might regret it later, when I once again want to grow my bangs out, but for now...

I look like so.





ATTENTION!

Art blog updated!

super cool

Eiko says...

SUPER TIRED!

Not sleepy. Just TIRED. But I'm happy to announce that the last tiny bit of the Kids Camp paper work is forever over, and I can start focusing on other stuff,...concerning the kids camp.

Oh!
My Dad's been up to some pretty cool stuff these days. He is truly a super-dad!
Being a Dad of 12 is no pie, but this cool dude knows how to pull it off quite well--that with the cap on backwards and all.
Hey, Dad, I called you a "cool dude"!

It's called being nineteen

Eiko says...

I had a fantastic 19th Birthday.
It was very relaxed and enjoyable. I did end up cooking my own "Birthday Dinner", but it was no biggie since I was cooking something I personally wanted to eat, and also since we had the ingredients for it. Dinner was a tomato-based chicken pasta, and it turned out quite decently! Dear Boris made desert, (check out the photos!) which was melt-in-your-mouth delicious! I ended my relaxed Birthday with a bottle of wine, a few chu-hais and Shrek 2.

If David Cook magically appeared out of thin air, and sang "Always Be My Baby" to me with his angelic voice, THEN I would have been sinfully happy.... it would have been WAY too sinfully perfect, it would have been WRONG!

I really like this song.



No, my Birthday was perfect as it was.

All those of you who contributed to it being as wonderful as it was by remembering my Birthday and called, or skyped me, or wrote me, or prayed for me, or even simply thought nice thoughts about me, THANK YOU! *Hugs and more hugs*

With the last minutes before I turned 19, in my slightly tipsy state, I was looking back on my 18th year and noticed that it was the most relaxed and laid-back year I had in over 5 years! Year 12 was iffy, 13 was purgatory, 14 was hell, 15 was that and a bit more, 16 was weird, 17 was getting better, but 18 was quite relaxed (bad-emotions-wise) and even enjoyable! In fact, 18 was a fantastic year! It was generally void of bad emotions like depression and I also wasn't obsessing over or recovering from stupid, life-draining, depressing eating disorders--something that was a very big part of my teen years.

I have a feeling this year will be better though. Definitely challenging and not without it's difficulties, but happy and better. We'll see, I guess.

You know, sometimes I wonder why I tend to be such a baby about certain things, or immature, or childish, (or whatever you wanna call it) when I'm already 19 and blah blah blah. Mom and Dad are like, "Wha?! You're 19? Reeeeaaaaally?" But then I realized that it's probably because I spent my pre-teens, and early teen years being down-right depressed and boring and mental! Now that that stage is over, it's time to start LIVING, and experiencing and feeling! I'm making up for the the teen years I missed!!

Now, that doesn't mean I don't want to grow or mature this year. I'm sure I'll be doing a lot of maturing up. But maturiety comes with experience, and experience comes with age. I've missed a few years of expereince by being a mental case, but with time I'll catch up.

You'll see.

I stole her blog...just for today

Boris Speaketh:

As you can see, I have kidnapped Eiko's blog for the sole purpose of showering her with flattery and adulation on her 19th BIRTHDAY!!!

A love letter

My love, (Eiko)
You are to me what chicken is to a vegetarian. No wait! What VEGGIES are to a vegetarian. And you are arguably the ONLY ONE who smells good doused with cologne.

Your beauty astounds me! Every morning I see you and vow, "The man who claims your heart is the first man I shall circumcise and asphyxiate!" You are too good to be wasted on those fellows....wahahahhaha!!!

I am your biggest fan! I stalk you like a pervert stalks his ..... prey. But if I find another man stalking you...I shall circumcise and asphyxiate him(again).

Am I scaring you, my love?

Because I am scaring myself.

But that is the extent of my love for you!

We are jumping on the love trampoline together! And we never get tired. NEVER. And if you get tired, don't worry, I'll carry you.

Your love, forever and always.

--Boris

Happy Birthday!

Here are the pictures I took of you today.
They are hanging on the walls of my boudoir!

Yadayadayo

Eiko says...

Okay, the hiatus is OVER!

Here, check out what my Dad said after I read him my latest blog posts. ( upon his request)

"If after reading my daughters blog you feel as if your mind has been contaminated, it's only my obligation as her father to take on the responsibility of your mental state and give you the antidote, which would be none other than my blog!"

Dad's witty! I think it's kinda cute.

So today was a remarkably normal day considering the fact that it was the last day left to my 18th year. I was planning on doing something extreme and totally wacky, but when it came down to it, we had a Home Meeting, I did some kitchen work, I cooked dinner, and did a work out with the teens. Nothing unusual.

Oh, but I DID manage to cut my finger while cooking dinner! And this is the 3rd time I've cut my finger in the past 2 weeks! All with the same kitchen knife! Boris said that I was born EMO/wrist-cutter, and that since I'm not letting my "true self" out, I subconsciously end up cutting myself when I cook. I DISAGREE with her logic.
I just think I'm rather clumsy, and that maybe I should turn down the volume to my ZEN when I'm cooking.

No big deal.

But the next time any of you see me, my fingers... will be deformed.

Happy Birthday to all you Pisces...I'm wishing you emotional stability...
--Hikaru Matsuoka

Peace Out!

Hiatus.

Eiko says...

It's called a hiatus.
I'm in front of my computer, with absolutely nothing even remotely interesting to offer the world. I'm wringing my brain for interesting scraps of information, but I'm left with boring stuff like,

*I woke up at 7:30
*I did Shawn T's Insanity Work Out and died
*I cooked lunch
*I cooked dinner
*I attended a Steering Council meeting
*I abused my mobile phone
*I took a shower and soaked in the tub
*I looked in the mirror and fainted
*I skype-chatted Hiki
*I took a walk out in the beeeaautiful weather


See? Nothing interesting. Just plain old life.

It's at times like this that I really regret starting a blog. It's just another responsibility, another thing to check off my to-do list, etc.

I take the two sentences above BACK!

Because apparently, I've got readers. I was visiting UNO Home, and was surprised to hear my brother quoting me on one of my posts! I think I turned red hearing that, as that particular post was pure foolishness, but according to him, my blog is a fun read! yay!

But this is suppose to be a haitus. So... calling it a night for now.

cheerz

love ? lust ?

Eiko says...

Yeah, um.
I don't mean every word I write here literally, so please don't take everything I write as the gospel truth.
Even if I say things like, "I literally killed myself trying to finish the picture in time for blah blah."
I don't mean that I actually, literally killed myself. That's really dumb!
Crazy, exciting, and weird are words that describe an amusing read, and since my life isn't any of those as often as I blog, I exaggerate and exaggerate some more, until it sounds just right. (to me.)

Now that that's clear....

LOVE VS LUST

I don't believe in love at first site. All those lovely feelings that you feel towards that person, are under the category of LUST.
It sounds horrible, doesn't it? But it's true. And those that claim that they've experienced it first hand, well, they've got things slightly mixed up in their heads. LOVE only happens after you've seen the worst side of the person, you know their bad habits, you've seen them at their worst lows, you know all about their past, and yet you still want to grow wrinkly and grey with them. In other words, you wouldn't mind FOREVER with them, despite all the negative stuff. THAT is love, and THAT kind of love doesn't happen at first sight of anybody! All the feelings you may have felt upon first sight, or second sight, or third sight, of the person you're attracted to, are feelings of LUST! You're attracted to their charm, their fabulous personality, their sincerity, their gorgeous smile, their sexy attitude, their intellectual mind, their mysterious ways, their eyes that sparkle, yadaydayo, and you LIKE it, and you WANT it as yours! A.K.A LUST!
But feelings are very deceptive, and oftentimes, you feel so much lust that you're most certain that you're in love!

About being in love...

being in love only happens when both you and him/her are in "love" together. The feeling has to be mutual.
Imagine "love" as being a heart-shaped trampaline. And let's say you have this someone that you're most certain you could marry without second thoughts. But if their reaction to this statement is anything along the lines of, "okaaay, that's nice..." or "You mean, friends, right? Just casual, platonic friendship?" If they don't love you back, then you are jumping up and down on the heart-shaped trampoline by yourself. You're in "love" (jumping on the heart-shaped trampoline) by yourself. If this person returns your feelings, then both of you are happily jumping up and down on the trampoline. You are both in love.

Anyhow, it's rare.

And besides, human love is so fickle. Either one of you could easily say something like,
"You know what? I'm tired of jumping up and down on this trampoline with you. It's kinda squishy, and you have bad B.O., plus I've got a leg cramp. You're really sweet, and I like your smile. I still like your hair-do. I also meant everything I said. But I'm gunna take a break from jumping on this trampoline with you. It was a good run. Buh-bye!"

Ouch.

Unless it's God-given, of course. God tends to define the laws of man, and he can do the supernatural. It's called a miracle. Love is a miracle. If you find yourself jumping up and down on the heart-shaped trampoline with that person you like, if you are "in love" with someone, than you are experiencing a miracle. It's beautiful and so rare, so treasure it.

My Mom and Dad are STILL on the love-trampoline, jumping and pouncing like happy rabbits after all these years!

Sugoi!

cheerz

18=>19

Eiko says...

I've only got 4 more days till I will no longer be able to say, "I'm only 18, okay? Gimme a break!" Because on the 5th of March, I will be turning 19 years old. Oh my, my, my! 19 sounds like it will be a very awkward, odd year for me, that with the Change Program going on, and me not being either 18 or 20 and all.

Personally though, I like to think that I've lived my worst years out in my pre-teens. I know that's a very optimistic thing for me to say, being that I've only been on this Earth for less than 2 decades, but honestly, if life could get any more insane then those particular years I've experienced, I really don't see how I could go through it. ( alive, anyway)
Anyhow, I'm predicting that my 19th year will be very odd and random and awkward, but at the same time, it won't be depressing or bleh. In other words, it's going to be weird, but good.

BTW!!
Ken, Sam, and Ai beats everybody in giving me my earliest, 19th Birthday present! They surprised me during my short stay at Lodge Home! They're all sweethearts! xoxo
Well, I've got a very limited amount of time left to my 18th year, and I'm thinking about a variety of exciting things to do to make these last days memoriable.
Exciting!!