My outings and a wedding

~~D18~~

Yeah...I know, my posts have been really irregular now-days... but don't worry, I'm still alive ( sort of)

So...this weekend was kinda hectic. I followed my dad to his friend's ( Mr. Ganessan, or however you spell his name) daughter's wedding dinner.

She was a very beautiful woman who I liked to talk to when I was a kid...around the age of 4. But the funny thing, I don't remember it...OH! That girl...I was a an avid ( no, pysco) fan of Pokemon when I was a kid ( now...Not so. I'm concentrating on Mafia and Butlers now, ushishishi~~)

SO...I remember liking Brock, which was my tied up in first place with James ( who knew that he and Brock had the same voice actor in the English version?) and Misty.

Ash was second place, with Tracy and Charizard. I vaguely remember telling her about having 14 brothers and sisters, just like Brock....Oh, Lord, you are free to take me away...I can't live with this humiliation....

*Mushrooms grow on body, violet and dark purple will o' wisps start to surround Sano...Inner Sano takes over. He grills the mushrooms*

Um! Yummy! Okay...I think the kuso gaki has to see a psychiatrist to deal with 'his' depression issues.

Oyaji told him last minute so he couldn't secure a camera. But don't worry, He's already 'booked' a camera for the Malay wedding that he has to be a Dulang carrier ( I'll ask Kuso Gaki to explain this later in the post) Count on him for these type of things.

So, he told oyaji to tell him if there were any weddings that he could follow to ( Kuso Gaki is a BIG daddy's 'girl') at least a week before it so that he could talk to Black-tan ( a fellow tomboy turned into a 'hardcore', whatever that is) who is the person he books the camera's from.

Surprisingly, he was cooperative and actually LISTENED to his endless babbling. That person...if you start a conversation about cosplay, KHR, 1827, Kuroshitsuji or anything that he likes...he'll talk about it like there's no tomorrow.

When he's quiet, he so damn quiet. When he's annoying, he so annoying that he turns into a stalker. When he's angry, he'll bash up another idiot called Jensen at the back of the van ( which is turning into a daily habit since he said that girls can't fight and she ended up squishing him. Yes, squishing) But when he's sad, he'll be depressed like when he found out that 'his' Fariq-koi got accepted into the Boarding school near Sabak Bernam.

Could you believe he was like a happy puppy when he found out they were initially going to be in the same class for yet another year? You could see the cat tail swishing and his cat ears perked up. Oya, my master is a very weird individual.

On the day, he woke up late as usual, kinda stiff from sleeping on his stomach while crushing his right arm under it. Went down to wash face and oyaji asked him what was he going to wear. Like normal, so he thought, black muscle tee ( teh one I used for Ame-chan's fair well party) and his Diesel Jeans.

Kaasan said no. Tried to make him wear a punjabi suit that emphasized on the chest reigon. One on green and the other in ( god forbid) pink. He pouted, flicking his eyes in an angry way as kaasan told 'him' he looked nice in it.

He pouted more and oyaji said they would go to One Utama to look for a pair of decent pants. They did, at 70% off. THe original price was RM114 something and it looked really nice! They looked like slacks but the material wasn't the soft, silky type but the jeans type. Combine that and the shirt from Nic by Nicole and you got yourselves a heart stealer

* Sarah manages to chase away the will o' wisps ( she was born from a family of shamans, originating from Kuso Gaki's great grandfather) and cheers up Sano. Inner Sano goes off to handle an annoying brat called Jensen*

Okay, Inner Sano thought of me as an equal in the cool department? Somethings up. He didn't take his medicine properly, I guess.

Okay, we then had to spend almost 3 hours there just for my mom to look at the baju raya...she wanted something more tradtional so she went to Somerset Bay ( my eyes were brunt out of their sockets because of the amount of pinkish hues and fluffy dresses.

Spent like almost an hour there and she went out, buying nothing. Went down to British India and she bought a dress thingy...and then went to Jusco and had to wait for her...AGAIN...to pick up the top part of the kebaya that she liked...

Came back around 5 something and FINALLY got my haircut...It's something like Kim Bum's but the fringe is shorter...Here's a pic

~~After having my bath~~

~~Before, with my bed hair~~

At the dinner, SOMEONE ACTUALLY THOUGHT I WAS A BOY! Veell...kinda.

There was this beautiful woman and her Brit husband. She asked " Oh, is that your son? Daughter?" to my dad.

FUCK YEAH! I am so damn proud

Nothing much during the dinner, although there was this cool Indian dance that was called the Baratha---someting. My dad knows about it. Um..the one what goes ' Dakadakadakadaka'?

I told him later about my blog ( I am not going to give him the URL now...maybe later) and the cosplay group. He accepted it!

After that, me and dad went for a foot massage! Well..I got a shoulder massage and a foot massage because my dad asked them to...I was kinda kekok a during the whole session. They were very friendly, both of them from China. The one attending to my dad commented that I was good in speaking English because I kept on blabbing about my Cosplay Group. He also compared foot sizes with me and my dad!

He's was a size 5 while mine's 8 and my dad's 11. The one attending me said that I looked like my dad a lot. Hehe, they were really friendly. My dad said that it's customary to ask something about the people who massage you so I asked where were they from. Both of them were from Shenyi or from Beijing. They had been working in Malaysia for 5 years.

So, after saying good bye to them, we went to 7-Eleven and got some crab balls! They were yummy! And I bought a magazine...but I should have bought Arena instead of Kreko...It has Kuroshitsuji...

After that, during the drive back, I got to know that I actually came from a family of Shamans! Yeah, you read right, Shamans!

My great grandfather from my dad's side was a very rich man in Brunei and India, so rich that he was richer than any of the people in the countries. He had loads of Land so you get la.

He got chased out of India and by that time, the British were heiring people from China and India for work so he hopped on.

There are many Indian gods. He worshiped one of them. He would play instruments and say some magic words ( no matter how retarded that sounds, I don't know how to explain it) and he'd go into a trance, like how Shamans do!

But when he died, there was a feud between the brothers and the land he own was lost forever. My grandfather knew where they were, I think but old age takes a told on memory. If my grandfather had remember it and passed it on to my dad, he would be something equivalent of a millionaire....

Actually, it's cool to find out these things, ya know? Try and find out about your family.

I now know why I'm so damn crazy and hyper and psycotic...My great grandmother from my mom's side was crazy...so that figures.

Ah, one more thing.

In Malay weddings, we have gifts. The Groom will send the bride gifts and vice versa. To represent the gifts, Dulan carriers are needed. Mainly following the person's gender, we carry them into the house or hall were the Akad Nikah is held.

"A Malay wedding proper begins with the akad nikah (marriage contract) ceremony. The groom signs the marriage contract and agrees to provide the bride with a mas kahwin (mahar,literally 'marriage gold' in form of money or goods or anything as requested by the bride).It is opposite to dowry where the mas khawin is paid by the groom to the bride. The mas khawin is a symbol to show that the men is willing and are prepared to build a family with the lady he chose to get married to. The contract signing is done before a religious official and is accompanied by prayer."

Your Friend,

Seiichiro Sano

Acceptance Issues~~Koooorrrraaa!~~

I really like this pic~~

Okay...For those who didn't know...I kinda hate this fact....the fact that...

I'm a girl.

So. I'm supposed to act like a girl, sit like a girl, eat like a girl, wear make up like a girl, dress up in barbie pink like a girl, socialize like a girl...

NO F**KING WAY!

I am a tomboy who has girls saying that I look hot with my hair down. That if I was a boy, they already try to tackle me. That already has some boys liking me as a boy. That has MALE raya clothes.

Kuhahah!

Okay, had to let that out.

So...WTF am I doing her again? ( get's a Yaoi manga thrown in the face by Inner Sano)

Okay...as the title of the post says, I am going to rant about acceptance.

As you all know, I am a rather happy go lucky ( really? I don't feel any emotions for most of the 24 hours in a day) tomboy that dislikes being called Justin Bieber because my hair looks like him * according to what the people say.

Hehe~~ I look like this ( kinda) when I go out~~

HELLO! I decided to make my hair the way it is since I watched Boys Over Flowers and got intrigued by Kim Bum's hair. Hey, I like those stuff too, I watch it for the cars and funny tactics. My mom, however, watches it for Kim Hyoo Jun, or as she calls him, Ji Hoo.

And I NEVER copy other people's hair ( unless you count Kim Bum and Peter Petreli from Heros...so what! I liked his chara! that happened to me when I was 10...I LOOKED LIKE AN IDIOT THEN -__________-'''''''')

Besides, I hate Justin ( No offence to all his fans) because he is...a babe magnet and I'm not....LOL

So...as you also know, I am Bi. Some people said I was weird while others just excepted it. I am NOT going to let my parents find out * unless they know already...* ThoAho calls me Lesbo-Lord all the time and I recoil saying that he'd be Gay for Ryohei, not that he even knows who is Ryohei either. So...yesterday, during P.E., this is what happened.

Since we are fasting, we got to laze around ( not that I don't during normal months) so, my inner tudung got messed up and I took it off. I was wearing my PBSM uniform with my signature blue shirt that I bought from FOS. Alla, you know, the one that I normally wear for Kokurikulum.

So, I decided to chillax at the corridor near the book shop, right? I grabbed my bag, open the uniform, letting the blue shirt be completely seen and laid down, with the breeze swaying though my hair. AHHHH~~

I got mixed reactions from my friends. THe one that I liked the most was by Merry.

She said something that I can roughly translate into cool * was it heng shuei?* and she said that if I was a guy, she'd tried to tackle me completely....UTTER AWESOMENESS!

When I got out of the school, Ding Dong said he LOOOVVVED my hair while Sofia ( another tomboy, i guess) said " Fuyoh, Sano!" which means Wow.

Hehe, I like it.

So, they accept me, I think. My friends do...while the religious ones say that it's not good...whatever.

With my mom and dad, that's a whole different situation.

My mother, does everything she can to stop me from being like this. From buying me girly clothes ( she still does this and ends up wearing them herself), trying to put make up on me ( the last attemp failed!) and a heck of lot more things...

I have this one trait that became a habit because of watching Kuroshitsuji. I tend to cross my legs like a man ( you know, the MAN way, one leg on lap) my mom keeps on saying " Put your leg down!" and I'll say " No"

We fight ( not shouting, just playfully fight, like a 'daughter' and mother la kan)

For the two years, I have progressed from a childish tomboy to a semi-mature tomboy. In case you don't know what that means, I don't either X'D

I now wear my black MALE clothes almost everyday. If I could, wear those Polo boxers that I really wanted. I wear my MANLY seductive perfume for Prefect Meetings ( you can't really pick it's scent since it's hot and I'm sweaty but if you come a little closer, then you will) that I took from my dad after he didn't want to use them. I remember him wearing it all the time when I was a kid. It brings back fond memories.

My dad however, is very different.

EHEHE~~ I saw the KHR version of the song and it was so cool~~

Since I was young, people were afraid of my dad, ever so more when he kept his mustache. He never really smiles ( but when he does, you can't see his eyes and light bulbs will pop because of the overflow of eletricity) and his normally has a frown on his face. Some, if not most of my friends are very afraid of him...and that includes the teachers of my previous school after he came there to check on how they mark the maths paper....talk about being stern dad.

He is now trying to fight with me to prove WHO'S MORE MANLY THAN THE OTHER....

Like I said, I come from a violent ( me: Xanxus. IDIOT bro: Squalo. Mother: Belphegor. Father: Fran) and very dysfunctional family so don't blame us. It's in our genes.

But...there is one thing that I am going to do. I'm going to super date boys and girls, have open relationships and so on, until I found the one I will be happy with. My friends liked this when I wrote it at Facebook.

He TOTALLY excepts me as a tomboy! He actually bought me MALE raya clothes and lets me wear his perfume and let's me walk and strut like a man, lets me wear MAN clothes, lets me talk like a MAN ( however that is) and is perfectly fine with it!

He is the greatest! He's one of the few people who really except me for who I really am. I wish the others could too...Not that there aren't people that do but seriously,

STOP SAYING THAT I SHOULDN'T BE MYSELF. I'm getting bored of it la. Just shut up and face the music if you don't like it.

I AM SEIICHIRO SANO AND I LOVE BEING A TOMBOY. THIS GOES OUT TO ALL MY HATERS AND TOMBOY HATERS OUT THERE.

Your Friend,

Seiichiro Sano

The sights and wonders of a Bazaar Ramadan

Hibari looks so sweet in this pic...

If you do not know, the Ramadan is a 29 day month in the Islamic Calender. During that time, Muslims fast and stop themselves from indulging too much, unlike the other months of the year, where we eat and enjoy a lot. It is to practice modesty.

At the end of it, we have Hari Raya Aidilfitri, and we go back to our home towns. I go back to Kelantan for it since my mom's muslim and to Port Dickson during Deepavali, which is also know as the festival of lights, because my dad's Indian.

So, during Puasa, we have RAMADAN BAZAARS!

Lost of lovely food is sold, and every area in Malaysia has at least one. I was busy yesterday because my dad dragged us along to go and buy food at a bazaar somewhere near Kepong...or was it KL?

Now, that place is very famous. It has two bazaars, one a small one that has this one stall that makes the MOST 'Kaw Kaw' AYAM MASAK MERAH ( But...my next door neighbour can make it even better, no offence) and NASI MINYAK!

ANd then, there's a bigger place that is near a housing area and it has everything there! There's Singaporean Murtabak, Dragon fruit juice ( my dad asked for a non-sugar added one and all we got was water...the fella added too much of water into the blender...), Ayam Dara ( it costs RM4.50!) and a heck more...

So, When I went to the smaller one..I saw this TAAALLLLL Chinese dude! My height was like his chest...I feel so short...* get depressed and leaves...Inner Sano takes over*

Cheh, kuso gaki...

Okay, have you seen this guy? The great Khali of Smack Down? This is like me and the tall guy..well, Rey Mysterio is taller than me...so yeah...

The guy is a skinnier version of him. I'm betting that he's well over 2 meters...so that makes him a Yao Ming....But the problem was he was too tall and too skinny. That made his walk weird and unbala----

NOOOOOO!!!! HIBARI!!!!! STUPID FUGDEING RETARD KIKYO! FFFFEEEECCCCKKKK YOU!

* Inner Sano leaves to beat up Kikyo in Episode 198 of KHR...Sano comes back*

Okay...that was OOC of Inner Sano...I wonder if he survives...Oh well, back to the post...

So...I worked out a sweat while walking...And I looked like this when I went out..only without a tie and my famous fringe

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Haha, I know I look 'sombong' in this pic but it was for the fans * Hears Fangirl screams and the cheering of Fanboys*

KUFUFUFU~~~

So...I FINALLY watched Prince Of Persia and it ROCCCCKKKKKEEEDDD!

He was so cool, jumping from here to there...and I got an idea from the story! It's something called Hitman Mode TM for our dear Seiichiro Sano TM and an elite killing force called the Mosibco, a shortage of the words mortem sibi consciscere, which is one of the Latin expresions about self-inflected death.

Well...let's just think of them as the Vindice for now, okay...most of them come from the Russian Zernebog Family TM ( Forgive me if your Family name is Zernebog, Russians who are reading) but the current boss of the Annalisa Massimilano school division branch is Bran Nuada, my own Hibari Kyoya, in a nutshell. They look like the traditional Shinigami, shrouded in black cloaks that are tattered ( I don't know why I really like them t...) and are called the Dementors of the Mafia World ( WTF...)

Both of them inspired by the Hasansins, the deadly assasins that the former king disbanded but Nizam, the killer brother, reclaimed to blackmail Persia into taking Alamut to take the dagger containing the Sands of Time. Actually, I had though of this earlier but I only had a vague idea on how to explain them.

Maybe I'll draw them and take a picture to put it on all my sites, except FF

-LOL, Xanxus says " Would you feel anything when an ant dies?" -

Feck you again, you retard! Kikyo! HOW COULD YOU ATTACK XANXUS?!

So...Bye for now

Your Friend,

Seiichiro Sano

WTF! HIBARI'S HEAD IS ON A VELOCIRAPTOR!!! AAAAAAAHHHHHH!!!!! IT'S TEH END OF THE WORLD!!!! RUUUNNN!!!!

Okay...I've been a pushover....

Haha, I edited it from the Asterik Manga from Negahyst that I downloaded. Nice or not?

Yikes, this is the first post in about a month!

I'm so sorry that I practically abandoned my dear blogger, after saying I was married to it...GOMENASAI, CHIRO-CHAN! ( I call my blog Chiro now...How weird)

So...what to blog about? * I'm doing a Sherlock Holmes pose while thinking*

Let's start with why I was such a dickhead, forgetting my blogger and stuff....

The main reason was that I was on FB alot ( after 3 failed accounts, I managed to secure an official one)

The reason I was on FB a lot was because I was too lazy to write my abnormally long blogger posts. I'm a couch and internet potato so don't bother asking me to change....And partly since I can apparently read my exam books ( which I don't pay much attention to...Lord save my soul) and Facebook-ing ( a name me and this girl called Yong use) at the same time! Okay...that was a horibble excuse, GOMENASAI, MINNA!

Okay...I was actually banned from using the Netbook for 3 weeks, including tomorrow...and I'm using right now... I'm such a sly person...I'm using google chrome right now so it's easy to destroy the evidance...

So...What am I going to blog about in this post? * does the Sherlock Holmes pose again...we were learning about the Boscome Valley Mystery for our Form 1 sylabus and it SUCKED like HELL! They didn't edit it properly and the book was full of hopeless pics..what are we? 5 year olds?! The Phantom of the Opera better be good or I'll sue them for giving crappy stories for the 13 year olds to read~! I've watched it like...3 to 4 times in these 3 months...it's awesome!*

Other than that, I have bought new clothes for Raya and a pair and a half or these earings from Fourskin, on a sale. The reason I only have half of the other one was because my mom cleaned my room...My room is messy now, because she moved the so called study table away because of a leaking roof...As you can see in the pics below.

My internet is lagging...

Okay...I have a Fan Fiction account now and a YouTube one which doesn't see to work since the internet is lagging whenever I try to upload vids...( I made 4...three from the start of the year and the last one is about the wedding I went and became an amateur photographer)

So....I'm going to be uploading my stories there and an occasional story here...but...it all goes to my mind...which is quite the bastard now...since it's following Mukuro's way of life rather than mine.

So far, I have created 2 stories for KHR..One involving the characters of my second book, Tredicesima di Alla Valse and another one involving Xanxus and Tsuna! Okay...I have become a fan of X27....shame on me...But there's not many x27 or 8027 stories there so I'm doing my part to convert fans into the sacred religion of KHR Yaoi...( WTF am I writing? Those mooncakes must be getting to me...Sugar always makes my mind go wild...does it do that to you?)

I am going to have a cosplay group that goes by the name of my Famiglia and this is the uncolored version of the logo, kay? Comments?

Can you join the group as a Gokudera, Usagi-chan? I would be the photograper while Kyoko-chan could be Yamamoto...since she's so damn tall...taller than the both of us...WHY!!!!!

I don't know if there will really be it since this is all just plans for the future.

Okay...I have done a whole lot of things and SEEN a whole lot of things over these three weeks so...just be patient and read the post, kay?

First, I would like to talk about the OBVIOUS YAOI I'VE SEEN AT SCHOOL!

There have been about three live sightings...but I'm only going to tell you the one that really got my Yaoi radar on!

So, I came early to school, kay? I went down to the canteen ( it's an open air one, for those who wonder, like most of the schools in Malaysia) and sat there to do some work I didn't finish. SO then, bam! There was these group of guys, who were friends with a form 4 kid I call " CELAK-BOY" ( Celak is mascara, I guess...You should see his eyes! A girl could be beaten by him)

Celak-boy and his friends sat down at the remaining two tables. One of Celak-boy's friends grabbed a shorter guy and placed him on his lap! YAOI!!!!! AND, he just sat there, hand across the shorter guys waist, looking fine and dandy....And I was squealing like the Yaoi Fan I was....How OOC of me...

* I guess they were putting a show for me since I was squealing...TRIMAS, GUYS! ( Trimas is a short of Terima Kasih, which is Thank You in Malay. If you read Gempak, a Malay Magz about the

And later...when we came down for Recess, there was this weird sticky stuff on the floor, that made our shoes heavy when we stepped on it...and I'm guessing....IT WAS THEIR CUM! But hell, there was a lot of it on the floor! So they had must HAVE had a THREESOME or they converted their friends into Yaoi.

~~KUFUFUFUFUFUHAHAHA~~~

So...After that ordeal, we had the pesta keusahawanan ( kinda like a Gamboree for girl scouts? Except that the whole school can be involved if they want to) and it SUCKED like SHIT...Well, most of it. I got to hang out with an old friend and I told her about my books, and so on while I ate a burger and she ate some of the delicious loooking moist chocolate cake...* Drools...I'm fasting right now...I should have ate more than that one bowl of Spicy Curry Maggi and nuts*

So..I got my pic taken and it was placed on Fabebook...and my friend said I looked HOT as a GUY!

YEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHSSSSSSSSSSSSSSSSSSSSSSSSSSSSS

This is the pic, if you were wondering.

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I am now into Eminem, Usher, Rihana, Bunkface and Zee Avie...Okay...weird...

Totaly random : Have you heard Panic at the Disco's New Perspective? I plan to make a TYL18 27 cosplay vid...( which means TLY! Hibari x tsuna...I spaced the thingy. If it's TYL!1827 then both of them are from the future)

I look SOOOOOOOOOOO HANDSOME in the clothes...at least to me. When Raya comes, I'm going to post the pics over here, most of the pics in DA and the SMEXIEST pics at FB...CAN'T WAIT!

Hahaha, My mom didn't let me wear them before Raya so...wait la...It's next month...I think. If your wondering what's Raya, it's actually called Hari Raya Aidilfitri, a celebration the muslims have after Hari Raya Puasa ( which is the Fasting month, Ramadan) Every year, we will ask for forgiveness from our parents * which I never do....I am the most KEKOK * weird feeling* of the whole family...* and just celebrate.

We go back to our hometowns, Kelantan is my mom's so we have to face a 5 hour drive * if we get up at 5 and move at 6 on Raya Day, we may get there at 12 something* and visit our elders and get DUIT RAYA ( Raya Money) So Far...I've only gotten RM 70++ tops all together for a year...and that would equal... USD 22.36++, BD ( Bahrain dollars) 8.40++ and 17.42++ euros...

I need to go out more...

So...What was I going to write?

( Get's smacked by Inner Sano while Sarah just chuckles while drawing her Yaoi manga)

YOU DON'T HAVE TO BE THAT VIOLENT BAKA-SANO! * sits down and cries*

* Inner Sano puts an IDC ( I don't care) face but falls pray to my cute face* AH, GOMEN,

LA MIA DOLCE SANO! ( Sorry, my sweet Sano)

Kyoko-chan comes in an kick his ass with her red belt skill in Tae Kuan Do.

Sarah laughs while listing to Bunkface's You and Me

Okay...I think this is it for today...Wait for the update at my FF, kay? It maybe out tomorow...

~~this is the URL~~

So, thanks!

Your Friend,

Seiichiro Sano.