End of Form 1

Life is as always, an adventure. As we embark on the year end holiday that is given to us every end of the year, it also marks the end of our first year of High School ( well, tenically, its the first year of Middle School but in Malaysia, we call it Sekolah Menegah or Sekolah Tinggi, which can be translated as High School)

End of the first year of going into a new school, meeting new friends. New teachers, new foes. It is, afterall, a big adventure that most of us are lucky enough to go on. I myself have witness many changes in myself

I have suddenly developed the urge to grow taller and have a six pac, have this obbsession on Yaoi, which is considered something forbidden for my religion, have become a hardcore otaku that can go on talking for hours about the animes that I really like, such as Katekyo Hitman Reborn and Kuroshitsuji. I also have discovered that I am a Bisexual, meaning that I don't really care about gender when it comes to love.

As such, I have also developed into a human that doesn't really show his own feelings but will explode in tears and rage when provoked to a level where I can't take it. I once got sick ( well, just a slight cold that no one noticed) because I cried while in the shower and ended up soaking in cold water for 30 minutes and I then broke down in my room, whispering that no one loved me and I was pathetic so no one cared for me. I couldn't even get the person that I have liked since I was 10.

How pathethic am I? A heck of a lot.

If I am going to bore you to death, then you may leave. The world has enough haters. Kindly get the fuck out of my blog and begone with you.

I wanted to be loved. I wanted to be cared for. I felt like the world was crashing down on me and no one else could rescue me. I didn't even tell my friends about it. I wanted some one to look at me enough so that they notice that I was different from before.

I was very depressed and even thought of killing myself...or just killing Alois Trancy over and over again in my head but I guess Claude beat me to it! HAHA! YAY FOR CLAUDE!

Nah, I was never a person to get suicidal, even if I have only lived for 13 years. Sure I was depressed but I never had the tendency to kill myself because it was stupid.

I really need someone to talk to and someone to...I don't know? Be a shoulder to cry on or whatever that shit is called. I am alone in the world, no one can fully understand me, people talk about me behind my back and what am I supposed to do?

Just keep quiet? Just pretend that I don't know or notice? I am doing that now. And it only works for 20% of the time. Why is it so hard for me to have a perfectly happy life?

Maybe it was supposed to make me stronger in the long run? Well then, no shit Sherlock, it ain't working!

As I sit down at my usual spot with my drawings around me and a stack of blank A4 paper in my file, I thinking, what the hell am I going to draw next.

I've already done 10 of the Major Archana tarot card deck and I've finished the drawing about the growth of Sano and finally deciding on what he/she looks like in the distant future, vamped up Bran's Scyth to make it look as if I was bleeding from the skull at the end of it's staff and make Zachary look even more girly than he already is...and now I face myself with the biggest problem...in like a year.

How to colour Hibari's hair in a potrait by only using an Artline 250 0.4?

Yes, I am that fussy when it comes to blacks! Everything that is black NEEDS to be coloured with a gel pen or marker. No matter what the consuqueses

Your friend,

Seiichiro Sano

BOORRRING day at school

I wish to do this to the one I love, but my koi doesn't like me back. When will I be loved?

Argh! I was so damn boring at school! * but I managed to ink and correct two pictures, so it was kinda worth it*

Kyoko-chan and Usagi-chan didn't come to school! ARGH! They left me alone with Sara-chan....and she left me with Wani-chan and Wani-chan had this great book that I'll only get to borrow next year...

Haiz, what to do?

This few days * Tomorrow, Friday, next Monday and Tuesday* are the last of our Form 1 lives. I'll be turning 14 next January 3...and it'll be on the day we come back to school. MUAHAHA! Going to go total 'gila' * Crazy* mode with the comic1 I am going to finish the entire seires and add in some extras so hand in the money come Jan 3rd~! * think of it as a birthday present...I want one...I haven't received one this year :'(*

I had to take off the damn curtains from the classroom and give them to all the girls...I got caught with one too...I hate this!

So, I inked * finally!* my High Priestess of my Major Arcana tarot cards and my Beach Scene for Alla Valse...which I both did during the exams that was like...2 weeks ago? Haa, I'm such a lazy bone! But there are a few problems....

I made Cross look like a kid * I meant for him to look like a kid but I'm unsure about his hand positions and his fingers. I have trouble making them NOT look like claws or bananas* and I can't seem to draw a bikini...you know...hotly? Infact...I sure if I could blush * I can't blush....maybe its because of my skin colour..can you blush?*, I would be blushing like a tomato...and its not because I 'feel' something when I draw it. Its just because I can't draw it propely, no matter what I try!

It's the same problem with each and every girl I draw. I mess up their busts big time! One could be big, one could be small, they could be too small or too big, unbalanced, wrong levels...and so on. GOD, why can't I draw the perfect girl?! If I draw them flat in the front and make em have boobs when I draw them sideways * I used to do that when I was 11*...I'd have a really big problem.

People would be wondering if my characters were male or female...since I draw them pretty much like boys nowdays..even the girls would sometimes look like boys, especially if they have short hair and those wise eyes * the small ones that most guys have in anime*

I even draw guys with long hair * and I mean long!* For example, one of my twins, Zack from the Kisah Remaja comic. I drew him with long, Kagamine twins yellow hair and basically, he looks like Rin, okay?

Mimi looks like a longer haired version of Len. Both of them would look the same if they let their hair down. Mimi ties hers in Hatsune Miku ponytails while Zack does it like a samurai! * you know, the long, spiky looking hair?...let me just find a scanner and then you'll be able to see it*

Is now trying to draw the bikini properly

Your Friend,

Seiichiro Sano

Yeah, this is a short post...

Deepavali

5/11/10

So it's 5 as I'm writing this

Just came back from my tata's ( grandfather in Indian) house. I had lunch there, ate some vegetarian chicken..I don;t know how they make it or classify myself. I'll try asking dad later!

I'm currently chilling in the sea side chalet....and its too bright to take any pics, I;ll try when its a little later.

Currently watching Australia, its a very interesting movie...and my dad changed it! HAIYA!!!! I WANNA SEE!

He's currently watching a guy getting hit in the cock one too many times. and I'm laughing out loud..but disappointed in watching it...I wanna watch Australia....

YES, He changed it~! And Nicole Kidman's seeing a kangaroo...and is awed by it...and then, BAM!

It gets shot! Roling on the floor laughing...and she trying to not watch Hugh Jakman take a bath. TRUE CLASSIC!

Their talking about horses and she think its about..you know what! ( and I'm laughing, again)

My mom's collage friend meet up with her...and bought her a KFC meal while we were starving in the hotel chalet will little to no food...really, damn my life! Its the same everytime we come where...no food...* mouth waters at the thought of food*

SHE THOUGHT I WAS A BOY! \>^

I was wearing my white short sleeved hoodie with a tank top/ camisoul in it...and of course my hair~~ Haaa, so damn proud~!

THis is how I'm supposed to look * side view of it*

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How do I look? Sorry for the low light condition, there's only so much you can do with a webcam.

My cousins were there today, the hockey players! Anisha and Ganesha, the power duo, what I call them!

Ganesha is already taller that my dad by one inch and Anesha is almost the same height as my dad so they were making a big fuss about it. And I'm sulking because....well, they're taller than me...even if it doesn't show that much...OKAY, it DOES show that much.* sulking mode*

After dinner at a shop, we went back to tata's house for the 2nd time in the day. I was pretty shocked when I saw the actor that acted as Sivaji and was the main actor in the new hit movie ( at least to my friends...I only saw sneak peaks because...I don't know?) Indegram. He was....hairless! And he looked pretty weird.

My uncle, Ramu, was kinda showing off because my dad asked him to. He did all the breakdancing and things that I would rather be photographer to than rather doing it...too tiring and it could do the bad type of wonders to my already weak back ( yes, I have the back of a 75 year old because of all the heavy lifting I do and no proper excercise...yeah, I"M PAHTETIC, :)*

My cousin...who is a few cm's to be taller than me ( yes, I'm still sulking...comment all you want. I hate being average height...in a family ( father's side at least...) that excels in sports and most of them are above 175cm, excluding my tata and pati, wanted to take a picture of me. Her friends wanted to see 'that tomboy'. Lord knows what she told the audience of perverted chinese students ( she told me itself, okay!)

She's kinda like the total opposite of me and she's also a person who likes anime but she's kinda of a late bloomer in anime. She started to watch anime at the age of 9, while some of us

*Coff*me*coff* started watching at the age of 4.

She started with Card Captor Sakura, I started with Samurai X. I like shonen, action anime, and she likes shojo, cutesy, girly animes. Not that I can say that all of them are bad. Ouran High School Host club is pretty nice to watch, with Tamaki and Hikaru ( or was it Kaoru?) falling in love in the funniest ways with Haruhi...which I am so damn jelous of because she's flat ( sarcastic laugh)

And now I'm back in the hotel chalet, laying down on the day bed, no blanket and the aircond is probly going at 16 celcius...and I'm freezing, no damn blanket ( stupid useless hotel! Your supposed to give us the room that we bought! Haiz...damn my life) while waiting for Too Fast, To Furious ( the first one) to play back after the midnight news on TV3

( a TV station that has no respect for anime fans...they keep on repeating the damn anime episodes! To the offcials that may read this post, FUCK YOU! * waves middle finger while giving the middle finger salute to them*) while listening to a music list fulled with the Nico Nico Chorus's that I downloaded yesterday oth of pure bordome.

AND it's back on! Bye bi for tonight!

6/11/10

Woke up..had some tea ( my dad and BroAho finished the Milo...) and is now currently writing the blog post.

And this is me chilling aftet taking my bath.

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I have Beast's Shock playing. I tried to dance the

Man Man Ha Ni by U-kiss in the bathroom while taking my morning shower ( with HOT WATER! I don't have it at home and if you want it you have to boil it myself. Because of that, I don't really get sick alot since it boosts my body immune system...or something my 3rd grade BM teacher, Encik Halid said to me years ago) and

I pretty much failed at it! * laughs manicly*

My dad told me off because my pants were kinda falling off my hips * but it;s like that! I forgot to pack my belt along! Maybe he didn't notice it before) The green cargo pants that can be used for cosplays of Dino and Spanner * sadly, no green top* Let me show you a picture of it, ok?

There's no difference, right?

Currently at my mom's friends house, she's a real nice person.

Spent an hour at there then went out for dinner at this place that sells this thing called Nasi Arab. Since there wer five of us, we got a HUGE plate of rice and a whole chicken. Its very cheap, being only RM 56 for a whole set of the rice, chicken cold water, Shai ( tea mixed with mint, it's pretty sweet and makes the meal less tiring to eat) and apple juice from Arab. If you tried to get something like that from KL, I'm sure that it would cause a heck of a lot more!

And that shop was called Nasi Arab Damsyik. It's seems to be a popular place, there were already a lot of people when we got there but there were more after we finished. Sorry, webcam can't take night pictures so I can't take any pictures without it being black mush...Hais, I really need a proper camera! ( I want a DSL...)

My BroAho is watching Pucha on Disney ( we don't have Astro at home and the ariel's busted big time..so yeah, we live without watching the news...or even cartoons), Dad's in the toilet, sitting in the tub ( they have a jacuzzi thingy in here! Or at least the tub....) and I am perfectly wasted because of the Arab Rice...

After not really eating a meal for the whole day, something like that is a shock for the system...but we still have some pizza that I ordered from the hotel for lunch, which was the first time trying to order something from the hotel...after about 5 mins trying to get the coffee house's number, my dad finally told me that I have to call the operator first, then she'll patch me to room sevice, and the leftovers of the Arab Rice.

And one of Matryoshka's Nico Nico Choruses is playing...its nice listening to the song. It's currently high tide now, with the gentle sea waves swaying ( is that they way to explain it?), it's pretty peaceful here. A firework erupts once in a while, because it's the second day of Deepavali.

A gentle breeze sometimes blows..you can't really feel it here because it';s getting blocked by all the chalets, but from the second floor car park and the as you comeout of the hall way that leads you to the chalets, you can seriously feel it. And there's a waft of barbeque! At leasat from the carpark.

I'm here, feeling the breeze that is kinda non-existant...while writing this blog post alone. Haa, life is good, no? Have to lower the screen brightness if I want the battery to last longer.

Haiz...well, I'm off for tonight, I wanna try and draw something...but I hear this weird kind of music...and I'm not sure if it's coming from Glorry Beach Resort ( the hotel that has the whole beach to itself and is right next to this one) or it maybe a mermaid song...you never know!

Maybe I'll meet Ariel! * laughs manicly again*

But if your alone...this place seems kinda scary...Oh, WHAT ON EARTH AM I TALKING ABOUT!!! BAD THOUGHTS, BAD THOUGHTS!

But it wouldn't be so bad if the Flying Dutchman or the Black Pearl comes right up to my balchony and kidnapes me. That'd be nice, even if there only nasty pirates and theres no internet there at all * unless you have the GPS thingy that allows you to hack into the millitary that I don't think they have it in reality*

7/11/10

I spent around 30 mins today to take some pictures of the resort. Well, some of them are blurry and it was difficult to take the pictures...and people were looking weirdly at me so eyah. Nothing much to write about yet.

Okay, it starts off with me...I didn't take my bath yet so thats why I have bed hair that I can't really fix. My hair is naturally curly so its like that. When its longer than my shoulder, it turns curly...WHen I was a kid it was even more curly.

Check out my tumblr account for all these pics * uploading it into blogger is a pain because I can't seem to upload many pictures at one time without a disaster happening*

http://1827addiction.tumblr.com/

Life as we know it, is vile and vicious

This is for you guys so that you don't get bored! A little sneak peak at what I do to release rage~~

Remember, just because I use the names of my friends ( I ran out of ideas on names and decided to just use those that are here), doesn't mean I feel anything for the except for friendship, okay? THIS STORY WILL BE YURI and YAOI....with a couple of straights. So if you don't like it, don't read it

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Useless. That's what I am.

" Stupid! You can't get this simple equation right!" my father barked

Stupid? Yeah, I guess I am.

" You Buffoon! You don't even know how to do this properly?!" my mother shouted

Seriously, I did it just now. Those are leftover’s.

" Sano, why don't you stay a bit later?" a close friend asks

Because my mother comments on it and me when I come back a little late hurts my feelings. A lot.

" Sano! Fold your damn headscarf!" a teacher says

I'm only wearing it because the school asked us to. And I'm pretty sure that it hates me too. Just look at it, it goes crazy every time I try to make it better.

" Idiot! You can't even draw properly! You call this art?! This is shit compared to mine!" a person commented

Fuck them. Selfish fuck-tard. Who cares about your art? I'm doing mine happily and you're in my fucking way.

My name is Seiichiro Sano. I am 13 years old. I am a useless tomboy who looks and sounds feminine, not to mention being a short person who doesn't seem to be growing taller. Standing at 159 cm, I have to look up to many people, even if it doesn't really show when I'm near the older guys who are tall.

I have pimples on my face and back. I can't look like a proper guy no matter how hard I try. Most people don't accept me for who I am. If I could cut myself, maybe I'd already be doing it. But...there's no use for that. How the fuck am I supposed to explain it to the friends that are always by my side? The few that like me the way I am, accept me for what I am and want to be friends? What am I going to tell them?

" Oh, I've just cut myself cuz this world hates me, except you guys"

They'd go crying, I swear. Or just beat the shit out of me because I was harming myself.

Anything seems better than what I'm having now. This...stupid thing called depression in life. I hate it. Everyone expects me to be the best. The best student. The best daughter. The best child. The best artist. But no one really pays attention to what I'm feeling.

People don't realize that I tend to hide my feelings under a mask of monotone. An " I don't care" facade. I smile and blend into the crowd. I try my best to be myself in a world full of bitches and

bastards. But, what do I get out of it?

This.

This depression.

Bandar Country Homes is a boring place. Nothing much to do. Let's just place ourselves in Namimori, where there are some places like the shopping mall that you can actually go to on foot.

I walk along the peaceful road. It's quiet, the only thing making noises are the wind and leaves blowing to create a symphony that only a depressed individual can comprehend. I look at the sky, cold and grey. My hoodie flaps around and I am forced to zip it properly to prevent it from

flying away and making me suffer hypothermia. Brrr...That’ll be cold.

I blast my headphones with SID, Kenny G, On/Off, Wakashima Kanon, Linkin' Park, Simple Plan, The band Perry, F.T Island, the works. Currently, it's Otegami by SID playing, which makes me mellow out. It sooths my soul, carries it with the wind, taking it away from my body. I just walk pointlessly on a cold and windy autumn day.

Yeah. I'm starting to develop a mental disease, if you want to ask. I'm perfectly insane.

I reach the stairs that go up to Namimori Shrine. Wow...did I walk for that long? I decide to walk up there, for no particular reason. Maybe it’s because Rob Thomas's Lonely No More is playing. The trees have all turned a lovely shade of red and gold. At least to my rotten mind.

I climb up, legs burning and begging for mercy. I realize that I'm tripping on my cargo pants so fold them up to my shins. Cold air whips my legs and I inhale sharply. It's like daggers to my skin. But I like the pain. I can take it.

It's. No. Fucking. Biggie. I'm. Fine.

I guess my skin's sensitive. Or is it because I nearly scrubbed them off when I took my bath this morning out of frustration. Out of boredom. Out of Curiosity. Ha-ha. I think I need a

psychologist to look at me.

The shrine...is big. And cozy. And peaceful. I aimlessly look everywhere, like a brain dead zombie. As I walk, I find a few monks, wearing those cool robes that you see on Genjo Sanzo. You know, that blond priest in Sayuki. The one that always carries a gun. The look at me with interest. A rather tall one approves me...making me feel very puny.

" What is wrong child? I since that you are troubled" he asks me.

" I've just come here to...to..." I can't say anything so I ran away. I hear him call back for me but I didn't care. He'd probably tell me to repent or something like that. I've had my own share of sins. I'm not going to back down.

Ironically, Paramore's Ignorance is vibrating through my headphones. What a nice song choice. I find myself singing to the tune of the song, shouting it out. For once, I forgot about my worthless life and just put my head into running. Just running. Getting out of this hellhole I call life.

I finally reach the end of Namimori.

One more step, and I'm into Shimon. Great. If I go there, I'll have to deal with Kozato Enma, another Dame-person like myself. I look behind and see lights start to come up. I guess I've been out longer than I notice. One thing's for sure, I'm not going back home tonight. I'm never going home, back to boring Bandar Country Homes. Back to the house I've lived in for ten years. Back to...my old life.

I walk back, feeling chilly as the night creeps and darkness falls. I know that it's not safe. But, who can beat me? I'm in a state of mind that allows me to forget about everything and focus on something. If I did it on killing, I think I could go on for hours, despite being hurt. My mp3 player was still playing. It's amazing that the batteries could withstand this long. Kat-Tun's

Butterfly was playing.

Besides, I already disguised myself as a guy. My emo-ish hair was drenched in sweat because of the running. I had cut my hair at the usual place, asking the short Chinese dude to make a buzz cut at the sides and back so that it'd take longer for the hair to grow back. A long strip of my hair hanged on my forehead and down, slightly covering my left eye. I look totally like a guy for once.

Ha! If only Kyoko-chan and ThoAho could see me now. The dark chocolate hair that everyone liked was gone. It was now a bright orange. My eyes were mismatched, one blue and the other red. Yeah, I'm cosplaying my OC. So what? I did it so that no one would notice it was me.

Luckily I brought a sleeping bag in my bag pack and some snacks. Yay, I seem to have three packets of pocky, a packet of Cheerios, a packet of potato chips in BBQ flavor and some extras. Looks like the saving paid off. I'd survive my dinner now and brunch tomorrow. I look into my wallet and see the bills that I stole from my dad's pocket. I know, it's stealing but the man owes me some money and stuff so this considered fair and square.

Hmm...I could only survive a week even if I'm conservative...maybe this wasn't such a good idea.

To hell with that, I'm never going back. Kyoko-chan, I'm sorry. I'm sorry that I'm going to leave you alone to face the world, more like I'm leaving myself to face to worls. You have Usagi-chan anyways. She's way better than I am. Man, for once, I'm glad that I don't have a boyfriend or a real girlfriend, since I liked Kyoko-chan but I couldn't tell her. They'd be sad. I don't want anyone to feel bad about me because, I don't deserve it. Their love. Their affections. Their passion.

I don't fucking deserve it.

I swear, it dropped a few degrees. I hope I don't get a cold. I pull my hood on and shove my hands into my pockets. It's cold. And I'm 100% miserable.

My breath starts to show, misty, creepy. This reminds me of a part of a cartoon I saw a long time ago. What was it? My Dad's A Rock Star? The main character and his friend go into a basement. The friend says that " People say that if you can see your breath, it means..." I forgot the rest. What a loser.

Arashi's Dear Snow plays now. It's nice. I never knew I had this song on my play list. I look up to the already dark sky, a few stars come into my vision. It's very beautiful. I wish I had a proper camera to take a pic of it.

I hum and sing along with the joyful song. At least to me it's joyful. Maybe I really need to see that psychologist after all...

As I turn into a corner, I bump into a rock hard abdomen and fall down. My head hurts. My headphones dislodge themselves from my ears and I notice how quiet it is.

" OY! HOW DARE YOU BUMP INTO OUR BOSS!" a man shouts. I grimace. It's been almost a day since I've heard a real voice and not just singing.

I look at him with low interest. Suits. Tall. Tattoo on neck and hands. Blond. Calvone's 10th, Dino Chiavarone

" Nah, it's okay! I don't think he did it in purpose, right ragazzo?" his voice resonates through the wind.

" I'm sorry" I whisper, getting up and brushing my hands against my pants legs.

" It's okay! What are you doing here all alone? It's dangerous!" he asks, worry lacing his voice.

Urgh. I don't deserve it

" I'm running away...from my old life and starting a new one" I say, my voice low and solemn.

Lower than it usually is.

" But, you’re freezing! I'm sure that your parents---" he begins to say, still using that worried

tone.

Anger laces my mind.

" My parents wouldn't give a shit about me! I bet no one really cares about me! Don't be worried about me, I don't deserve it!" I shout and run. Is this all that I'm good at? Running?

He calls out to me and runs after me. " Wait! WAIT!" his subordinates run after him.

I run as fast as my abused legs could go, headphones banging against my neck. I twist and turn in the unfamiliar neighbor hood.

Seriously, I'm not going to last for long if this keeps on. I'm already tired as it is. When I finally

look back, I saw no one running to me. Not a soul.

I look at a bridge. It has a bank and some land under it. I guess that's where I'll bunk for tonight. I tiredly walk there and collapse on the ground. I can't move. I can't feel anything. I slowly fall asleep, not caring about anything. My eyes flutter to a close.

I hope I don't get mugged.

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Stupid prefect meeting...and a pretty much boring day...=+='''

IZAYA X KIDA~~

So, today is very boring....* falls asleep*

* Other Sano walks in*

Okay, so we had to go early to school for a photography session of the prefects...and it was a complete waste of our time =+=''''

I arrived just a few mins before the teacher called us...and 7 were not there. So we waited. and Waited. And waited....until everyone was there and they only took two lousy pictures that we had to pay RM 1 for! Lousy rip off!!!!

One interesting this that happened was there was, yet another possesion case at school, and yes, it was a Malay girl...and yes, she was screaming her head off even after one of the school's ustadz tried to cure her....the girls were kinda spooked from the screaming voices...that could be heard well over 10 meters away ^_^

Hehe, COOL! * looking at a weirdo here, don't mind him*

So, we had our all time fav Agama! * scarcastic as hell*

I had a pretty hard time doing it...it was hard...because well, I didn't touch a page of it since I sent in the whole damn green note book for agama...which I had to complete 51 pages in like a day for nothing since we could have give it in on Friday..which I thought we had to give it in on Thursday...and I spent like 8 hours trying to finish it -_-''''

During the sivik exam however, that was a whole different thing.

I finished the paper in 10 minutes flat and made a beeline for the small stack of paper that I had at my side. Suprisingly, the teacher didn't take it away or anything...maybe they knew that I liked to draw...

So I drew a Hibari * the skylark, not the prefect* in flight and a beach pic for the current Sano and the gang

It starts off with François in his full glory * use your imagination* looking at some rather busty women with a grin on his face * HEY, I LOVE SANO!" " Not in this one. You'll only start to like him/her after you have a fever and she/he will take care of you! :3" " Stupid, peverted, daft prick...damn bakayarou"*

Sano wears a racer back tank top and is looking at François with the classical grim lines and teardrop.

Besides him/her is Santa with her long hair...who is sulking because you can't really wear headphones without them getting wet while on the beach, right?

Cross...is has the mentality of a five year old and is raising his hands up in the air and is somewhere between laughing his head off and....being autistic * tries to hold off laugh*

So yeah, I had fun drawing that! And when I looked up, it was 10 mins before school's over and I was like YEAH!!!! DRAWING PAYS!

So yeah, nothing interesting for today...maybe something good will happen tomorow...

Your Friend,

Seiichiro Sano

* Blogger is turning against me...I can't use the pretty colours...*

I cut my hair~~

Okay...I finally cut my hair into something that shouts " BOY!"

But my eyes are kind of a giveaway...I have long eyelashes that I inherited from my dad...so does my bro.

Okay, I just finished my Colouring and Artist-ty work for today...and I have done quite a lot of stuff. I have done five chara sheets for my comic, Kisah Remaja ( just the title is in BM, the comic will be in English) and completed my 4 seasons drawing which will probably be on dA tomorrow, if I wake up early enough...

My dad taught me a great deal about taking picutres using this tiny little webcam and I am grateful for the info! But...my backdrop paper is pink....WHY?! I'm going to get me a black one!

Shit...my stomachs grumbly and there's no food in the house except for the soup that my mom makes which I don't like. I don't really drink soup unless it's Campbells or if it's thich and creamy like Mushroom soup...or if it's the Chicken Rice soup. Yes, call me picky but if I tried smeling * to get a wiff of it into my blocked nose* it when I was sick and I vomited! Yes...I can be picky when I want to and no one can stop me.

Going back to hair....It's like TM Revolution but a shorter, very short, version of it. It surpised my mom and the lady who cuts my hair. The guy that I usually go to was busy with my friend's family so she had to do it instead. My mom was like " Oh, it's too short!!!!" with all the melodramatic drama....and then she said " Oh, nice!"

Adults have moodswings faster than is teenagers, do they?

I'm going out to Sunway Pyramid, a local hotspot that has a water park nearby, with my friends tomorow (well...today actually, since I'm writing this at 12 am)

THis is like the second time in the year that my dad has actually let me go out ( with friends la) the first was a movie outing that didn't happen because everyone couldn't come...

Hee~~ Going to be photographer....haha!

I finally, just saw RED!!! It's so cool! I love the part when he comes right out of the car and shoots the CIA person!!! AWESOMENESS! ( do not mind the crazy idiot here. Adrenalin junkie =_='''')

Urgh...writning bug has bitten me! Must write story as if I were to die! * speeds off to write a chapter*

Your friend,

Seiichiro Sano

ps: HAPPY HALLOWEEN!!!!!!

A coolioage ( haha, cool+ collage) of my pics, edits done by Photoscape...it's free! Aming for Photoshop and Sai next!

Sorry for not updating....I had loads of work and I finished like dozen drawings~!

So, nothing much happen anways..and I have some bad news...

The photography trip at the wedding has been CANCELED.....Yes...WTF has happen?!

Well...the main cause is that this one group of my mother's relatives are kinda rude and I bet they think of us like shit so...they were the ones who wanted to but into this woman's ( a friend of my mom too...I don't remember her) youngest daughter's wedding and wanted me to become a flower girl ( much to my happy-self, I didn't become)

Then , the woman brang kids from Kelantan and I'm not, yay! * sarcasm*

After that, I sent a messsage to the bride about my plans, she said yes. BUT, they ONLY told us the time of the wedding YESTERDAY. No wedding invitation, nothing

So yeah, no wedding photo shoot. But I'm having one with my friends after this so...wait for it...* sarcasm*

Nice~~

But, as soon as I get a wiff of a wedding somewhere that I can go without crashing it, I WILL GO AND TAKE SHOTS THERE, FTW! * angst*

Argh...I wanna sleep properly after this...only 6 hours today...

* gets up lazily and walks to the bathroom, instead of the bedroom*

Other Sano : Okay...that was weird, even for kuso-gaki

Sarah: Stop calling him that!

Other Sano: Whatever...I'm going to force him to wear something nice for the photoshoot, even if he is the photographer.

Sarah: Isn't the skull shirt and cargo pants enough? He could cosplay as Dino in that you know!

Other Sano : But he's a PHOTOGRAPHER that doesn't really like his pictures getting taken by others!

Sarah: Have you even asked him why?

Other Sano : * puts on thinking cap*...No?

Sarah: Hah! See! You are never considerate!

* Kyoko-chan and Usagi-chan stop by*

Usagi-chan: Are you three still fighting?

Kyoko-chan: Dei, only Sarah and Other Sano are here la. I think you need glasses! * smirk*

Usagi-chan: I RAISE MY EYES INTO THE SKY and SAY AYYYYOOOO, NO COMPRENDO! * runs to search for Kimi no Todoke manga*

* I come out of the bathroom*

Me: She has perfect vision. We don't.

Kyoko-chan: They why don't you wear your spectacles in the photo?

Me: You see me in them everyday, my mom complains that I wear them 24-7...so I don't use it a few times seems weird ke?

Kyoko-chan: Yes

* looks that the laptop screen, and publishes post*

Your Friend,

Seiichiro San0

Balik Kampung~~ Balik Kampung~~

Okay, I've been unreasonable again....SORRY!

I am lazing around in the house because of the 2 week holiday that we have and I am supposed to do my holiday homework ( HATE IT!) Internet's being shitty now...so this is pretty much delayed.

So...social updates.

1. Remeber the wedding I said I was going to be a dulang carrier? I'm NOT one anymore! YAYAYAYAYAYAYAY! Okay, so that won't distract me from my photograpy shootout that day! YAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAATTTTTTTTTTTTTTTTTAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAA!

So, when Daisy ( the bride-to-be) texted my mother about that, I replied to her asking permission to photograph amateur-ly and she replied the day later....and....MY MOM PICKED IT Up! Aye Caramba! =___='''''''''

The reason I asked was so that it wouldn't be like the first one I did...very messy and un orginized but some of the pics were nice. You can see some of them on my dA page, some on my Facebook ( so far, I have uploaded none....) and of course, so of them on Blogger as you can see with the one on top ( internet's being a bitch so you can't see it). It's my one of my favourite colors, PURPLE! Haha~~ ( I think the sugar finally got to my mind la....-_-'''')

So, with her permission, I could have better shots because she did let me. That would also mean I should be almost like those professional one ( but I'm not getting payed or anything because this is purely for my experience)

She then started to tell everyone and just had to tell about the pics that I took during my neighbour's wedding...and she had me go to her house to give the pics and that was embarrassing because...THERE WERE A WHOLE LOT OF BLOOPERS..... and loads of not that nice pics, and I think that this post is influenced my the song Zombie by the Cranberries and Don't Speak by No Doubt ( or something like that) playing on the radio full blast....

So...I'm with my mom, she's cooking in the kitchen for Hari Raya. While stiring the Beef Rendang ( Mouth is watering) she kept on asking if I could really do it and that was really getting to my nerves....Not only because the Rendang was SO good smelling....

Who asked her to tell everyone? She told my relative who was supposed to send my 'Dulang carrier' clothes, she told her friend who asked her what she was going to cook for Raya.....I DON'T NEED THAT TYPE OF PUBLICITY! Although it is good for my reputation and profile....

Now, IF somehow I can't do it...or just happen to mess up....I will die!

That's mainly because LOADS of important poeple will come to the wedding and I am very nervous...even if that thing is almost a month later

Okay, that's one thing done

2. I am losing a friend....You Know, ThoAho?

That person got mad at me after I told him off for disturbing me during a maths Period and he got ticked off and is now sending rude comments every single time when I ask him something on Facebook....and it's really getting to my nerves...Notice a pic at the mature content ( only for the under 13 la) at dA? That was when he made this long post on my wall....which made me VERY angry and I haven't be that angry in my whole life....well...except the time where my IDIOT bro killed my old Sony CD player

You know what, I would like to say to him, stop being a girl ( he's a guy that people think is gay) and say it to my face if you have something to say to me, not on my FB Wall, you COWARD! Hmmp, when you said all those rude things during our 3 year friendship ( 1 year was spent on fighting and calling each other names that drove our tutor crazy XP) and I said nothing...and I raise my voice once and you become like this.

BAAAAKKKKKAAAAAAA NO KUUUUUUSSSSSOOOOO GAAAAAAAAKKKKKKKKIIIIIII!!!!!!!

3. It's Raya Eve! YAY!

One of my favourite Raya Songs, with Karaoke! XP

Another one by Meet Uncle Hussien~~

My mom has cooked Beef and Chicken Rendang ( something like curry but Malay style and it can also be turned into Serunding, those fine and hairy strips of either meat that look like miniture versions of Beef Jerky, I guess), Ketupat ( square or triangle shaped sacs made out of a spesific type of leave depending on the type filled with rice that is steamed 2 times and sometimes has beans in it) Nasi Himpit and Kuah Kacang.....

ANother one! X3

Sorry, but the internet's shitty and no pics or something like that can be shared so I'm going to do this when it's better so sorry!

As you can see, this post is rather short...SORRY!

Your RATHER lazy friend,

Seiichiro Sano

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

Comments?

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!!!!