I want to be true to who I am, especially in the things I care about. So, I made a decision this Thursday (a decision that has been in the process for several months now) on the direction of my life.

It isn’t the easy path, nor is it the safe path, but I feel as if I made the right decision in the depth of my bones.

I want to be happy; I want to take the plunge in my life and not take the “easy” path because it is safe. Not if it will take me in direction of life that will leave me unsatisfied and unhappy.

So, this entry is going to act as a place holder for me, to remind me of the reasons as to why I made the decision I did, because I’m 100% positive that when the euphoria leaves me I’m going to be terrified.

I am a bad person.

Once in awhile I go and read about wank on other fandoms (usually links provided by worldserpent 'cos she's the pimp of All that is Good Wank). I read them because it makes me feel smug in a way that I had only ever felt smug when I was 8-yr-old and won a fight against one of my male classmate. The little bastard was a vicious little snake who teased, pinched and made my life miserable. So, really, you can't blame me for losing it one afternoon. I SHINED: I clawed his face, arms and neck, bit through skin and kicked him in the shins until they were blue. I drew blood, and everything was only made that much better when my mother, on finding out (of course the little snake's parents would come to complain to my mother), bought me candy, lots of candy and told me I did good and she was proud.

So the moral of the story is that the good fandom wank provides me with a similar satisfaction as winning a fight through physical means (BLOOD) and then getting candy and praise from my mummy.

And that I love my mum.

*goes to sleep*

One cartoon I forgot to mention in my last entry. City of Gold Ruled! It ruled so -very- much. Altho, in a disturbing sort of way. I can't be the only one who saw incestous subtext?.... *silence* Okay, let's not worry about that last bit ^^;;;

Read Unexpected Visitors NOW!!!! It's Tezuka being Tezuka and Atobe (Ore-sama) being, well, his glorious self. READ! READ! READ!

An extract;

"Moshi moshi."

A low voice with 'confidence' written all over it purred across the line, sounding amused and somewhat... sexy.

"Ohayou gozaimasu, Tezuka Kunimitsu-kun."

Pause.

"I'm sure that you know who I am, of course."

"You are?"

There was a pause from the other end.

"Atobe Keigo desu. Ahh... Hisashiburi desu ne, Tezuka. How are you lately? I shall presume that your ego and your body aren't too badly hurt by the match we had, since I was the one who won eventually, after all. But I thought I should give you a call anyway to see if you're fine. I'm not an impolite person actually, and I really do care, contrary to what people seem to think-"

'Beep.'

Tezuka stared briefly at his cell phone after disconnecting Atobe's call, then put it aside with a dispassionate face.


*laughs* I LOVE this! Atobe is just so Atobe in this fic that I'm practically vibrating with happiness. jennifier_d have made me like Ore-Sama even with all his faults. This is just hilarious, and both Tezuka and Atobe is wonderfully in character. I LOVE this.

Watched the Transformers movie today. Had forgotten why I love Optimus Prime so much. Remember now. The dude rocks. Was in serious need to sniffle when he died *sniffle* But damn, the film is awesome. Already want to re-watch it again.

If you haven't gathered it yet Transformers was one of my favourite childhood cartoon series (it might possibly still be one of my fav series). Beyond it there were several other cartoon series that made my childhood that much more memorable. Teenage Mutant Ninja Turtles, Go Shogun, the Wizard of Oz (Return to Oz?) French anime that got down right nasty near the end, the Odyssey (once again, I believe it was French and set in Space), and of course She-ra (kick arse woman, she was so much cooler than He-man, never liked the guy much).

The above series were possibly my most memorable moments from my childhood. They drove my imagination to the point were I was running around the place weilding plastic swords/guns proclaiming I was going to save the world. This, was of course, in between me trying to find my way home (usually Earth), meeting alien races (who always looked like humans), stopping intergalactic wars (by killing the bad guys), and developing friendships that would last me through the age (often with the mentioned aliens). I was a very busy hero. Hmm, if you think about it, I was writing fanfiction in my head and acting them out long before I ever discovered what fandom was.

But yes, they made my life all the richer when Play School (American, Australian or the Chinese equivalent), live hosts for children shows, and people in puppet suit pissed me off. Just because I was four didn't mean I couldn't tell the difference between someone real from a badly made suit, or that someone was purposely speaking slowly to me as if I didn't have the brain capacity of a gold fish. The Teletubies would have met a horrible end if I had ever met them. The only 'educational' show that I could remotely stand was 'Sesame Street' and even then it had to be a very limited amount.

Even as a child I needed the angst, the action, and the over-arching, melodramatic plot-lines that made some of my favourite cartoon series favourite in the first place. So, what are your childhood nostalgic series? And what were your pet peeves? Share.

And a quiz;





What (yaoi) anime pairing are you?

this quiz was made by Eike and Mirai

Don't ask. I don't know. This is like the ultiamte crack couple.