the world is not enough

Small F-list Cut

dynastic — Mon, 11 Jan 2010 21:58:20 GMT

Hola, peeps. I hope you're all having a splendid 2010 so far. Just posting to say that I did a little f-list cut—just a couple dead journals and some people I don't talk to anymore. If you're one of those people, it's been swell and I wish you the best. ♥ Peace.

Flist cut.

dynastic — Sat, 22 Aug 2009 19:05:31 GMT

Hey guys.

I've done a rather large flist cut. I don't do them often, but usually when I do, I do them for good. If you've been cut, please defriend me in return. Nonetheless, for those who have been cut, it's been good while it lasted. I wish you the best of luck and all that jazz. If you think you've been wrongly cut, do comment here and we'll talk. Comment screening is on.

Thanks.

Prom 2009 Pictures

dynastic — Sun, 07 Jun 2009 17:43:15 GMT

Prom was just so fun last night, augh. I know you're all dying for pictures of the dress and such, so here you go. I didn't resize them or doctor them up in Photoshop because there's like, 100 of them and I'm too lazy. My camera is a piece of shit and I cannot take pictures at all either. I also make the strangest faces ever and I'm not photogenic at all, orz. Oh well.

Me in the living room.

Yep.

Getting all Hollywood glam in the T-bird.

Greg putting on the corsage.

Me putting on the Boutonniere.

Greg and I in Greg's backyard. His mom made us take a thousand million pictures.

In front of the koi pond. "DON'T FALL IN!"

Me in front of the T-bird looking FABULOUS!

Greg and I in front of the T-bird. Talk about classy.

We totally posed for this one.

Sunglasses shot. We're stylish.

It was windy at The Crossings!

I went over to talk to my friend, Mike, who is standing to the left of me. My mother must have taken a sneaky shot of us.

We're dorks.

Again, dorks, I tell you.

Greg is obnoxiously tall.

Greg looks content in the car, aha.

1950's flashback.

Lauren and I. Her dress was vintage too.

Mike and I. We have no eyes. No SOUL!

Ali and I wearing almost the exact same color, lol.

Greg, me, Ali and Mike, Ali's boyfriend.

Shane, my AP Chem homeboy.

Jess and I.

Carmen and I. Greg is in the background.

Gabby, my long time friend, and I. We were totally groping each other.

I love this picture. Greg, me, Gabby and her date, Shane. We looked very classy, not gonna lie.

Rachel and I acting like losers. We go way back. "MYSPACE PICTURE!"

A fail picture of Greg and I. Again, we're exciting.

Greg didn't think he'd run into someone he knew, but 'lo and behold, here's Kevin. They decided to go on a "man date" together. I even saw them run off to the bathroom together, those homos.

I was determined to get a picture with Brian.

Take two! God, I'm so short.

Mike and I again.

Sexy.

KEVIN NEWMAN! He's the man, I tell you.

Matt and I.

Fail picture of me and Sean. He ran away before I could get a better one.

A very different Sean. He's a Jonas brother.

Sean as a Jonas brother, Greg as the Jonas brothers fanboy, and Kevin as the other Jonas brother. True story.

I was sitting on his lap, orz.

Losers.

Not drunk!

Danielle and I. I must say, I really liked the cheetah print on her.

Ed is mean and didn't want to be in the shot.

Beautiful.

Darren, his girlfriend who's name escapes me, and Bre. Attractive faces, man.

Darren and his girlfriend.

Gabby swimming in her dress.

Bre with sex hair.

I have no idea.

Bridget and me. Only not really.

Mary, Bridget and I.

Mary, Bridget and I again.

Mary. HER MOM MADE HER DRESS HOLY SHIT.

Mary and her boyfriend Brian.

Ali, some people, Mary and Brian again.

Jesse, Ali and Mary.

Celia, Rachel and Carmen. Poor Rachel had her eyes kinda closed.

Rachel dancing. I really love this shot.

Chris and I making faces.

Lots of people dancing The Cotton Eye Joe, I think.

Fail picture of Sam and I. Sam looked gorgeous, I had my eyes closed.

Take two. A little better, aha.

Tricia and I. Tricia was Kevin's date, otherwise known was Greg's "man date."

Kevin and Greg, class couple of '08.

Buttsex. (God, why.)

Just married! Best picture of the night, I think.

And that's it! Phew, I'm tired and I need to shower now too. I also need to clean my room and stuff too.

Friends Cut.

dynastic — Thu, 05 Mar 2009 22:03:55 GMT

FRIENDS CUT

I cut quite a few people this time. Please defriend me back if you have been cut. Thank you.

If you think you were wrongly cut then please notify me. Comments are screened.

Grieving.

dynastic — Sat, 21 Feb 2009 19:14:52 GMT

Memory is a way of holding onto the things you love, the things you are, the things you never want to lose. —The Wonder Years

It has been quite some time since I last brushed with death—two years in fact. Sadly, it has struck again in my life. Certainly, things have changed greatly and I've aged in those two years (hopefully for the better), but even though the impact of death is still there, it still feels vastly different compared to my last encounter with it. Thus, the reasoning for this rather rare, serious entry in, what I'd like to think, is an upbeat livejournal.

Last night, my mother received a phone call from my uncle while we were watching our favorite family night activity, Jeopardy. I knew right off the bat just by her reaction that it was about my older cousin on my mother's side, Amy, who had checked into a hospital several weeks previous because of her heart defect that she's had since birth. Once the the phone call ended, my mother, already starting to tear up, said to me that Amy was going to probably die later that night. I responded with silence because I'm one of those slow grievers, I've come to find.

Wiping her eyes, my mother said that she'd break the news to my father when my younger brother entered the room and asked what had happened. She broke my brother the news, and he just sort of nodded at her because, and it took me a moment to realize, that my brother never really knew Amy. Or any of the extended family on my mother's family, aside from my uncle and my grandmother (who we don't even speak to anymore).

As a kid, I spent a lot of time with my cousin, Amy. Usually, we spent the night together at my grandmother's house whenever I saw her, but she came to my house rather frequently too. We watched movies, ate McDonald's, went roller skating and shopping together. The memories are a bit hazy since I was probably eight or nine at the time, but they're still there and I won't forget them.

I remember pretty distinctly this one time, however. I remember being in Blockbuster and Amy, who was probably twelve or thirteen, at the time begging my grandmother to rent an R-rated movie. My grandmother protested that I was too young to watch R-Rated movies (I disagreed, of course!), but she let Amy rent it anyway, aha. The movie in question was Wedding Bell Blues. So, after getting the movie, we went to McDonald's for dinner since my grandmother rarely cooked then and headed back to her house. We started watching the movie and I remember Amy telling me to cover my ears (haha) when it got to the part with the nuns at the gas station and "something inappropriate" or whatever. I obliged because I was a good kid like that, and of course, I watched the movie again years later to find out what I had missed.

Unfortunately, I don't remember what the whole nuns at the gas station part was about because the movie wasn't particularly memorable to begin with. Nonetheless, it's one of my better memories of Amy and I treasure it because it was the first thing I thought of when my mother told me that she was going to die last night.

This morning, however, my mother came in and informed me that Amy had died around 3AM this morning. Immediately, I tried to remember what I had been doing at 3AM. I hadn't gone to sleep, and I was still in chat with Maxie, Michelle, Margie, Denise among others, and I was trying to watch Vicky Cristina Barcelona but I kept getting distracted by the discussion in chat. After figuring out what I had been doing at 3AM, I proceeded to lay in bed for another half hour to gather my thoughts which I am now posting here.

Although I saw Amy a lot as a kid, I hadn't really spoken to her until maybe a couple of months. Or, at least, contacted me. A couple of months ago, she added me on Facebook and I was kinda surprised because, well, I had almost forgotten about her. You see, my mother stopped talking to her older brother and her mother over six years ago, so I hadn't spoken to Amy since then. To which, I feel this immense guilt for not trying to contact her sooner or even really hold a conversation with her. I commented to her once or twice on Facebook and she replied back, saying that we should meet up sometime because she was in college and was pretty close by to me now.

I really wish I had taken up her offer before she checked into the hospital back in January. I would have told her how much she's grown up since the last time I saw her and she would have said the same. I would have told her that I was graduating high school this year and I would be going to college in the middle of nowhere. I would have told her that I loved movies and traveling and would want to live all over the world someday. I would have told her all sorts of things and she would have filled me in on her life too. I know that she grew up to be a good person because she was always smiling and laughing and goofing off and she didn't get depressed about her problem. No, Amy was good people, as Meg would term it.

It's just sad that now I can't do that because she's really gone, and I'm still trying to wrap my head around it because, like I said, I'm a slow griever. It always hits me much more later on, sinking in like a bullet wound.

Yet, it still feels different to me. Perhaps, it is because I hadn't seen her in so long. Perhaps, it is because we shared many wonderful times together as children. Perhaps, it is because I haven't had the chance to seriously cry my eyes out yet. Perhaps, it is because I feel guilty for not talking to her sooner. Or perhaps, I'll never really know.

All I know, and it's the truest thing about life, is keep on going. If there's one thing I've learned about death it's that you cannot stop going about your daily life. The person that died would have never wanted that, and I'm positive that tomorrow when I wake up, I'll probably shower and do my homework while chat distracts me from finishing my silly AP Chemistry project. In fact, I'm sure Amy would have teased me because I decided to take AP Chemistry in the first place when I'm not very good at science, and then she would have teased me even more for deciding to finish my project at the very last possible date. Of course, I would have been like, "oi, I bet you've probably left things to the last possible second too" or something like that since procrastination runs rampant in our family.

I do not know if we will be attending Amy's funeral. My mother has yet to tell me if we are or not since, as I said before, our relations with my mother's side are not particularly good. I'm kinda hoping we are because it'd be the last hello and goodbye I'd get to have with her.

Rest In Peace
Amy Dalheim
January 11, 1988—February 21, 2009

I am not disabling comments on this entry nor will I keep it locked either. Take care, everyone. ♥

Let's get the world.

dynastic — Mon, 30 Jul 2007 20:35:42 GMT

♔ Friends Only ♔
Not Currently Adding Right Now

writing journal: roughallover icon community: themafiahouse musebox: theblacktulips I am not currently adding anyone to my f-list right now. However, if you leave me a comment and ask nicely, maybe I will add you. If you add me without leaving a comment or anything like that, I will ban you because you couldn't take two seconds to read this public post.

Graphics Resources

dynastic — Mon, 23 Jul 2007 18:35:46 GMT

Ignore this post.

C R E D I T S ♥

dearest
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DEAR [BLEACH PEOPLE ON MY] F-LIST...

dynastic — Thu, 14 Jun 2007 17:10:49 GMT

DEAR [BLEACH PEOPLE ON MY] F-LIST,

FINISH THIS SENTENCE...

TO ME BLEACH IS _____.

PLEASE AND THANK YOU.

♥♥♥ MISSA(2)

ANIME, MANGA AND J-DRAMA LIST

dynastic — Sat, 12 May 2007 15:58:21 GMT

Ignore this entry, it's a reference for me to keep track of what I've read/seen or haven't read/seen.

☆★ The Key ☆★
* The volume number is the last volume I finished in a series
* Completed stuff is striked out
* Most of the series on here are in the chronological order that I watched them

☆★ Anime ☆★
~~+ Fruits Basket 1-26 - English Dub~~
~~+ D.N.Angel 1-26 - Japanese with Subs~~
~~+ Prince Of Tennis 1-178 - Japanese with Subs~~
~~+ Prince Of Tennis Zenkoku Taikai Hen OVAs 1-13 - Japanese with Subs~~
~~+ Prince Of Tennis Movie Special: Futari No Samurai - Japanese with Subs~~
~~+ Prince Of Tennis Special: Atobe Kara No Okurimono - Japanese with Subs~~
+ Prince Of Tennis Zenkoku Taikai Hen Semifinal OVAs 14-? - Japense with Subs
~~+ Cowboy Bebop 1-26 - English Dub~~
~~+ Gravitation 1-13 - Japanese with Subs~~
~~+ Loveless 1-12 - Japanese with Subs~~
+ Naruto 1-220 - English Dub & Japanese with Subs
+ Fullmetal Alchemist 1-51 - English Dub
~~+ Ouran High School Host Club 1-26 - Japanese with Subs~~
~~+ Death Note 1-37 - Japanese with Subs~~
~~+ Princess Princess 1-12 - Japanese with Subs~~
+ Air Gear 1-26 - Japanese with Subs
~~+ Tokyo Babylon OVAs 1-2 - English Dub~~
+ BLEACH 1-? - Japanese with Subs
~~+ FAKE OVA - Japanese with Subs~~
~~+ Gravitation OVAs 1-2 - Japanese with Subs~~
+ Love*Com 1-24 - Japanese with Subs
~~+ Samurai Champloo 1-26 - English Dub~~
+ Gakuen Heaven 1-12 - Japanese with Subs
+ Suzumiya Haruhi no Yuuutsu 1-14 - Japanese with Subs
~~+ Paradise Kiss 1-12 - Japanese with Subs~~
+ Kyou Kara Moah! 1-72 - Japanese with Subs
~~+ Bleach Movie: Memories of Nobody - Japanese with Subs~~
+ Nodame Cantabile 1-23 - Japanese with Subs
+ Wolf's Rain 1-26 - Japanese with Subs
+ Ookiku Furikabutte 1-25 - Japanese with Subs
+ One Piece 1-? - Japanese with Subs

☆★ Yaoi Anime ☆★
~~+ Sensitive Pornograph - Japanese with Subs~~
~~+ My Sexual Harassment OVAs 1-3 - Japanese with Subs~~
~~+ Level C - Japanese with Subs~~
+ Boku No Pico OVAs 1-3 - Japanese with Subs

☆★ Manga ☆★
+ Fruits Basket - Vol. 12
+ Gravitation - Vol. 2
+ Prince Of Tennis - Vol. 6
+ Kare Kano - Vol. 6
+ Ah! My Goddess - Vol. 2
+ Love Or Money - Vol. 2
+ Immortal Rain - Vol. 4
+ xxxHOLiC - Vol. 6
~~+ Marmalade Boy - Vol. 8~~
+ GetBackers - Vol. 1
+ D.N.Angel - Vol. 2
+ Death Note - Vol. 3
+ Dramacon - Vol. 2
+ NANA - Vol. 1
~~+ Hot Gimmick - Vol. 12~~
~~+ Cowboy Bebop - Vol. 3~~
+ Tail of the Moon - Vol. 2
+ Legal Drug - Vol. 1
+ Shugo Chara! - Vol. 1
+ Hana-Kimi - Vol. 6
+ Full Metal Alchemist - Vol. 4
+ BLEACH - Vol. 5
+ Absolute Boyfriend - Vol. 3
+ Ouran High School Host Club - Vol. 1
+ Air Gear - Vol. 2
+ Nodame Cantabile - Vol. 8
+ MARS - Vol. 2
+ Love*Com - Vol. 1
+ Loveless - Vol. 2

☆★ J-Dramas ☆★
+ Princess Princess D (1-10) (once it's subbed)
+ Kamen Rider Kabuto (1-49)
+ Jigoku Shoujo (1-12) (once it's subbed)
~~+ Hana Yori Dango I (1-9)~~
+ akihabara@DEEP (1-11)
~~+ Hana Yori Dango II (1-11)~~
~~+ Hanazakari no Kimitachi e (1-12)~~
~~+ Nobuta wo Produce (1-10)~~
+ Kimi wa Petto (1-10)

☆★ Anime Hitlist ☆★
+ NANA
+ Battle Athletes
+ Princess Tutu
+ FLCL
+ Romeo x Juliet
+ Nodame Cantabile
+ Getbackers

☆★ Manga Hitlist ☆★
+ Love*Com
+ Claymore
+ DOGS

☆★ J-Dramas Hitlist ☆★
+ Nodame Cantabile

♥♥♥

FIC: ONLINE DATING FOR DATA BOYS

dynastic — Wed, 09 May 2007 21:57:20 GMT

Title: Online Dating For Data Boys
Rating: PG
Word Count: 2100
Pairing(s): Data Pair with a hint of Golden Pair.
Disclaimer: Prince of Tennis does not belong to me. Although, someday I'll inherit it from Konomi.
Warnings: None.
Author's Notes: Written for demonoflight for the 2007 spring_fluff exchange. :)

Experiment #4599
Test the Probability in Finding a Date Through an Online Dating Service:
- the supposed 70% if using e-harmony.com
- the supposed 99% if using perfectmatch.com
- the supposed 97% if using great-expectations.com

Inui’s notebook lay open on top of his keyboard, his computer screen lit up with various Word documents of statistics and calculations. Another couple of windows had several online dating websites pulled up. A stack of books on Inui’s desk had titles like The Rules for Online Dating: Capturing the Heart of Mr. Right in Cyberspace, Sex, Lies and Online Dating, and from the classic instructional manual series, Online Dating for Dummies.

It was obvious that this was all for Inui’s latest experiment: Testing the Probability in Finding a Date Through an Online Dating Service.

For the longest time, Inui had pondered and contemplated doing an experiment like this. Online dating had, incidentally, been one of the things Inui had never quite understood. Many couples, nowadays, found their life partners through simply chatting together on the Internet, going on a few dates and somehow forming a real, compatible relationship after doing so. To Inui, it didn’t seem logical that these mere websites had managed to find proper and attuned matches for people looking for the right man or woman.

This was why Inui Sadaharu had taken it upon himself to test how accurate these online dating services truly were. He had bought several books to instruct him on using online dating sites, which he’d already started to make notes on during his history class earlier. It was slightly dull work without a computer in front of him to guide how he should be using the sites.

Glancing up at his screen, he began to fill out the information on the three dating sites he was going to use to test his hypothesis. The sites asked for basic information like age, gender, height, weight, likes, dislikes, religion and the like. Inui had decided early on that he would create a fake (but similar to himself) profile that would hopefully attract people.

“Hmm,” Inui sighed softly as he peered down at his notes. This experiment was going to be tougher than he’d anticipated.

* * & * *

In another household, somewhere in Kanagawa, Yanagi Renji sat on his bed with his laptop in front of him. He had pulled up several websites and was currently perusing them diligently.

I do things according to plan, Yanagi read in his head. He checked yes. I love to help others. Yanagi checked yes, again. I often carry the conversation to a higher level. Nodding slightly, he checked yes once and again. I often leave a mess in my room. Yanagi paused, not even needing to crack an eye open to glance at the fraternity-house-like disaster that was his bedroom. It’d been awhile since his mother had forced him to clean his room, which for the longest time had been neat and tidy. Yet, Yanagi had taken to leaving his clothes on the floor, piling up big stacks of school papers and mountains of soda cans.

The only seemingly clean thing in his room was his empty trashcan.

Sitting up straighter, Yanagi looked down at his computer screen. The survey he’d been filling out was for an online dating site, specifically for e-harmony.com. Although, he’d previously filled out four other surveys for similar sites with almost the same type of questions. It was tedious work, but Yanagi was determined, unbeknownst to his former doubles partner and rival, that he would figure out how precise the match ups for online dating services truly were.

Sighing a little, Yanagi continued clicking answers to the survey he’d taken several times before - to the point where he would know it almost by heart.

* * & * *

It was several days later when Inui was changing in the locker room with Oishi and Kikumaru when he realized he had not asked his teammates what their thoughts were on online dating.

“Oishi, what are your thoughts on participating in an online dating services?” Inui asked the fang haired boy randomly, while he stuffed his school uniform into his cubby hole.

Oishi paused for a moment, looking at Inui curiously before answering, “Ah, well… it works for some people, doesn’t it? I’ve never tried it so I wouldn’t know--”

“--Online dating is for people who stink at trying to find dates the real way!” Kikumaru interjected, bouncing over to Inui and Oishi to wrap an arm around Oishi’s shoulder.

Inui simply stared at Kikumaru, immediately noting what he had just said so he could write it down later.

“Eiji… I don’t think that’s true. Some people just--”

“--Suck at dating!”

“Eiji…”

“What?”

“Online dating is for people who want proper matches for themselves--”

“Oh, Oishi… you know it’s just for people can’t get dates!” Eiji let go of Oishi’s shoulder and made a pseudo-angry face at his doubles partner.

“Come on, Eiji. Online dating services are for people who--”

“--Can’t get dates!”

“No!”

“Yes!”

“No!”

“Yes! A thousand million times yes, it is why people choose to online date,” Eiji was making his angry face at Oishi and throwing up his arms to make the whole argument just a little more ridiculous.

“Okay, fine, that’s the reason, but only to make you stop going on about it,” Oishi said, sighing a little before giving his doubles partner a little smile.

“Oishi…” Eiji smiled back at him and grabbed his arm to tug him outside to practice their formations.

Inui, who had watched this the whole time, had pulled out his notebook and started to scribble down everything that they had said.

“Hmm… ii data,” he mumbled slightly, biting on the tip of his pen. Briefly, he wondered whether he should have asked Fuji or Taka-san for their opinions instead…

* * & * *

A few nights later, Yanagi had been sitting at his desk; his room more horribly a mess than a war zone. His laptop had several dating sites pulled up and Yanagi was staring at his empty matches page.

“Hmm,” he hummed, slightly puzzled that it’d been several days since he’d made a profiles on e-harmony.com, perfect match.com, great-expectations.com and he’d received no matches.

He sighed, simply sitting and staring at his rather bare, but seemingly attractive profile. Vaguely, Yanagi remembered his teammate’s opinions on the use and accuracy of online dating services.

“Online dating services are--Taranduro!” Sanada had told him, as he shouted at several freshmen who were running laps.

“Yanagi… Are you feeling lonely…?” Was Niou’s response to the question. Yagyuu had been standing next to him at the time and had shot Niou a look that made Niou shut up immediately.

Kirihara had eloquently told him, “Dating services are for losers who can’t get real dates.”

Yanagi found afterwards that he probably couldn’t rely on his team for proper opinions on even the simplest issues. He sighed again, glancing to the other side of his room where a large box of Pocky was sitting. Getting up from his chair, Yanagi picked up the box and ripped it open.

He walked back over to his desk and sat down in his office chair. Ignoring his computer screen, he stuck his hand inside the box of Pocky and grabbed a few sticks before shoving them inside his mouth.

Chewing slowly, his gaze drifted to his computer screen. A box had flashed up while he‘d gotten his box of Pocky. He leaned in closer and saw it was someone replying to his profile. Yanagi cocked his head a little and clicked on it…

* * & * *

It was dark inside Inui’s room, aside from his computer screen. He’d been looking through the many profiles on several dating sites. Much to Inui’s avail, he hadn’t found one decent match that would be a good test subject.

He was on about the hundredth page when he spotted a profile that looked incredibly attractive and definitely a match up for the fake profile Inui had created several weeks before.

“Hmmm… This one looks promising,” Inui muttered as he clicked on the profile to look at the statistics more closely. Quickly, he read over the basic information like the age (24), likes (tennis, computers, wrist weights, chemistry, parasols, shogi and Pocky), dislikes (losing at tennis, milk tea and shoujo novels) and all the other personality traits. All the things he’d read so far were indeed, compatible with the fake profile he’d made.

Sighing, Inui said back in his chair and pushed his glasses up the bridge of his nose. Then, Inui looked even closer at the page, eyes shifting over to the occupation information. Occupation: Professional Data Master, Inui read. He paused, staring at that one line, reading it over twenty times.

After only a moment, it made sense to Inui. Not to mention the percentage was high that it was it truly him…

“Renji…”

* * & * *

“Sadaharu…” Yanagi breathed, gaze scanning over the page of information. It was apparent that his friend had been doing the exact same thing he’d been doing for weeks, as evident of the date of creation of the profile - which was no doubt a fake, but entirely Inui generated.

Inui, Yanagi had come to find over the years could be terribly predictable and terribly obvious. He smiled, looking over all the other information: age (24), likes (tennis, data collecting, juice making, histories of meat and pi), dislikes (losing at tennis, opera and high cell phone bills) and all the other personality items listed.

Briefly, he wondered how long it would take before Inui figured out that he’d found Yanagi’s profile. Yanagi calculated about one point six minutes, approximately.

A few moments later, Yanagi heard his cell phone ring - the infamous Poké rap as his ring tone playing loudly - and when he picked it up, he could assume it was only one person.

“Hello?”

“Renji…”

“Ever so punctual, Sadaharu.”

* * & * *

“It still amuses me that we both can come up with the exact same experiment, get the exact same results and somehow you and I always end up sitting on my couch eating bowls of strawberry ice cream,” Inui remarked, glancing over at Yanagi who was balancing a large bowl of ice cream on his lap.

Yanagi looked back at him and smiled, trying not to laugh at their own silliness. “You know… it amuses me as well. It feels like we’re ten years old again.”

Inui nodded at him, “It really does. Do you remember when my mother bought us those two way radios and we would use them to talk about the new Pokémon episodes when we weren’t sitting in the same room together watching them?”

“Naturally. Those were rather brilliant days,” Yanagi was chuckling now and it only made Inui chuckle with him.

“We’re truly predictable, aren’t we?” Yanagi said, after they had stopped their laughing fit.

Inui nodded again, scooping up some ice cream and shoving it into his mouth, “Yeah, we really are predictable. It was a good attempt, testing online dating--”

“--Yet, we should have seen this coming,” Yanagi said, tapping his spoon against the side of the bowl.

“I had predicted you’d engage in this sort of experiment at some point or another, the actual percent being ninety-six point seven.”

“Only ninety-six point seven percent? Hakase, I would have thought you would have found the percentage to be much higher.”

“Hmm. Well, at one point it was ninety-six point eight percent,” Inui told him, still smiling.

“This is why my data is clearly superior to yours, I had calculated you would test this hypothesis in sometime during your life and I found the percentage to be a ninety-nine point five,” Yanagi said, smiling back.

“Well, I had calculated that we’d be sitting here eating ice cream and watching Pokémon re-runs together--”

“--You would have calculated that percentage yesterday, when you had discovered that you had been talking to me rather than some pathetic person looking for a date.”

“Ah, I see. Well, that‘s true. I had indeed found that percentage nearly moments after I realized it was you who I was talking to.”

“What was the percentage, out of curiosity?”

“A whopping ninety-nine percent.”

“What’s the last one percent for?”

“The tiny doubt that you’d let your older brother use your computer to find himself a date.”

Yanagi laughed, “Oh, Sadaharu… your data is as accurate as ever.”

Inui looked at him, chuckling softly, “Don’t you mean our data, Kyouju?”

“Hakase.”

THE FUNERAL AND OTHER THOUGHTS -- FEEDBACK IS WELCOME

dynastic — Wed, 21 Feb 2007 20:38:10 GMT

I just got back from Jonathan's funeral. I'd never been to a funeral in a church before but it wasn't completely awful. There was singing and interpretive dance (to "I Can Only Imagine" which is actually a nice song). My aunt and uncle spoke. My aunt didn't cry ONCE. I swear, she's stronger than the Internet. My mom told me at the wake last night that people just kept coming and coming and were like crying on her shoulder, she didn't cry once. Except, I believe for afterwards. I mean... just woah. I would've lost my shit. But they have a lot of support from their church and are incredibly absorbed in their faith. It's crazy for me, mostly because I'm not religious and I never will be. I, personally, like to think that my little cousin is happy in heaven/that place above us that has the gold paved streets and yaoi porn where he can ride horses and speak and dance and be with Jesus.

I cried. Man, it took forever for me to lose my shit and cry. I literally promised myself not to cry but I did. The pastor who spoke first said something about a little six year girl talking to her mother about Jonathan's passing. She said that he was alive, laughing, speaking and riding horses in heaven. I swear, at that point, I cried. God, I'm typing this and I wanna cry thinking about it.

The second time I cried was when they did the DVD show with all of Jonathan's pictures and things. I lost it when they showed a picture of my grandfather holding Jonathan as a baby. It was just... man, I can't tell you how much that did it for me. My grandfather, probably one of most ostracized people in my family holding him as a baby. It was touching, like I can't tell you.

My aunt and uncle's speech was just an honor to hear. They're both amazing speakers and even though I disagreed with most of the things they said, I was brought to tears by some of the things they said. Hell, I laughed AND cried. :|

The cemetery part was like straight out of a movie scene. So weird... but short and touching. We'd covered most of the God stuff in the church anyway.

Then we ate like pigs. Discussed coming events and I talked to my cousin Ashley who's just completely awesome. ♥ One of the few people in my family who I can truly stand and have a proper conversation with.

However... three things that I'm completely disagree with/disturbed me about this whole thing were:
1) The two guys who killed Jonathan had been "forgiven" by my aunt and uncle. There is no way in fucking hell I'd ever forgive someone for killing another person. I was fucking ANGRY when I heard what'd really happened. I mean, seriously, would you forgive someone for killing an innocent child?
2) There was this lady who said that Jonathan didn't suffer when he died. He was asphyxiated and restrained and basically beat up by those two "aids" who were with him. To say he didn't suffer is stupid. Sorry, but it wasn't like he died in his sleep peacefully, lady.
3) The amount of "visions" people talked about. o.O Visions of Jonathan when he was older and such... I dunno, I thought it was weird.

Then again, one should remember that I'm NOT RELIGIOUS whatsoever.

Oh, and the ceremony went on for like... HOURS. :| I got there with my mom and dad at 9am and we didn't leave until 2pm. O.o But there was lots of free food and coffee afterwards so I guess it was okay. Although, a good majority of people asked about beer. Haha, we were in a church and they wanted alcohol. I guess that's just our crazy ass German family for you.

I talked to my cousin Stephanie about Corey Womack while I was there because she goes to the same school as I do, obviously. :( We didn't really knew him but I mean... :(

My parents are going down to Baltimore for my great grandfather's wake/funeral tomorrow and Friday. I'll be at my uncle's which is cool, he's insane and we always have fun with him. :)

Ah, I've said enough for now. If I have afterthoughts, I'll add them in later.

But as my dad puts it: "It was a nice way to say goodbye."

I'd like to thank each and every single one of you amazing people for your support. This week has been one of the hardest weeks ever and I don't know what I'd do without any of you. ♥
Special shout outs to:
Jocey - Woman, you were always there for me. ♥ Even when you weren't. ilulots.
Julie - Thanks for listening to me, I appreciate it so much. :)
Maxie - You'll never read this because you never check your flist but seriously ♥
Steph - Just love. :) You make me smile.
Katie - Where to begin? Oh, Katie, you're awesome. ♥
Goldie - ♥ SO MUCH. InuTez porn helps anyone. :)
Numi - Just because I can thank her for being awesome. :)
Ras-spaz - Ras-spaz, you're just so cute. ♥
Isomers - Heee, you're so sweet! ^^
Twinie - ♥__♥ *twincests you*
Katpants - :P Y halo thar. ♥
Everyone else: ♥!!!!

♥ :) Thank you so much.