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[reipan]

This is going to be a long, rambling post about nothing in particular. I'm just gonna see where it takes me XD So feel free to get bored halfway through and wander off. I won't mind. Really. No one reads my LJ anyway.

So, I walked from Barnes Bridge to Putney today. Nat and I wanted to go see Constantine (which actually turned out to be really good ^_^) and arranged to meet Tempest at Putney station, so we got the train. It got to Barnes Bridge, and the train driver announced that a bridge in Wandsworth Town was broken (how do you break a bridge? The giants must be among us again) and we'd be staying here until further notice. Me and Nat get fed up after twenty minutes or so and decide to find an alternative route. You'd think getting a bus from Barnes to Putney would be pretty easy, they're apparently quite common. No such luck. There were no buses until we decided to screw it and walk. Then they all came at once. *sigh* It would have been better if I'd remembered to eat breakfast.

Is it bad that I'm forgetting to eat breakfast lately? I dunno, I usually have it during schooltime because my dad makes me, but since Thursday I've just been waking up, having a cup of tea, reading a bit, having a shower, turning on the computer, maybe trying to write a little, checking the boards...and the thought of breakfast never occurs to me. Which probably isn't good, come to think of it. Not very healthy, and not a good thing if you're going to end up walking a couple of rail stops and missing lunch. Still, it's probably days like that that enable me to eat like a friggin' horse and not put on any weight.

You know what sucks the most about being skinny? Being used as a lifting weight. Seriously. Yuffie likes to pick me up, carry me around and declare that there's no way I weigh 40 kilos because she lifts weights at the gym that are heavier. But I do eat. I'm not anorexic. Or bulimic. I inherited a fast metabolism, but that's a) out of my control and b) not my fault. I sometimes skip lunch at school, but that's not so much to do with not wanting to eat/dieting than the fact that the food at my school is possibly a little less edible than the pavement outside it. And I make sure to eat afterwards. Even if I'm not hungry, which I usually am.

I'm about to start playing Minesweeper Flags with Yuki. I once saw a fanfic called "Mary-Sue the Minesweeper Flag". I think Mary-Sue got with the King of...of something. I can't be sure, though, as it was a while ago. Heh, I'm losing miserably. So far the score's 14-1. Well, it is my first time playing. I'm bad at most games first time round. And second, and third XDD I guess it depends on how important I find the game. Which is why I'm so bad at sports, I guess. I just can't see the point of them, so I don't bother trying. I don't mind trying something and being crap at it if I actually know I care enough to improve. Which has never been the case with things like netball. I just don't consider being good at it a necessary part of my existance.

...we switched to Solitaire Showdown and I won three games ^_^ ...so did she. And we drew once. I feel so equal. XD

Come to think of it, I usually feel inferior to other people. It's weird. Maybe it's just the way my mind works, but I automatically assume that if another person's doing what I'm doing then they must be better at it than me. This can be sensible assumptions (like, for example, assuming that my Japanese teacher speaks Japanese better than me. Which follows because she is a) Japanese and b_ teaching me Japanese. If I were better than her then that would defeat the point of my having to learn the language in the first place. Logic.) or random ones, like my thing about writing. Lots of people do it, so they must all be better than me. (well, okay, not all of them. I like to think I write better than the idiots on fanfiction.net who write themselves into their favourite anime/book/film and mess it around so they look good. And I can at least spell. Grr.) But in a general sense, I read a fic and find myself wishing I could write that way.

Writing style's a funny thing. I'm not entirely sure how you'd describe my writing style, but then it's mine so that's not such a bad thing. (That makes sense to me.) I mean, there are lots of people who can write a certain way and do it beautifully, which I'd never be able to achieve. But if someone with a different style to mine tried to mimic me they'd probably look like even more of an idiot than I do.

I wonder if style changes with language? I'm going to try and write things in French when I get good enough, just to help my use of the language.  Ditto with German and Japanese, although that'll take longer. I know that books translated from a language can lose something in translation. (Hey, it's just occurred to me where the name for the film Lost In Translation came from. Hehe, I'm such an idiot.) But does that mean that if an author writes the same story in three different languages it'll look a bit different in each one? Will each language bring out points in the story that weren't so clearly highlighted in the other language? I'm using the word "language" far too much...

 

...so, I've gone from how I walked from Barnes Bridge to Putney to how writing style changes with language. Well, that's quite enough rambling for one night, and it's 11.35 and I've been walking around all day, so I'm off to bed. If you're still reading: Congratulations. You survived. Until next time...*evil cackling*

Mata ne!

~Reipan

Comments

[coxy-13.livejournal.com]

I survived ^_^ do i get a cookie??

You are listening to our (mine and claudias) song :Grin:

[reipan.livejournal.com]

If I'd known that I wouldn't be listening to it =P(why does no one tell me these things? I'm so deprived *cries*)

*throws cookies at you*

[rionaleonhart]

writing is good. write more, Rei. you know you want to. also you want to give Riona lots and lots of writing challenges.

Hello, Rei! I am leaving a random comment with absolutely no poorly-disguised subliminal messages.

hooray for writing. people who don't write get eaten by hippopotami.

[reipan.livejournal.com]

Hn, I it wouldn't kill *you* to reply to my emails, Hatsish. I must have sent you...well, one actually, but the principle is there!

*is eaten by a hippopotamus* ;_; That was mean.