Two of the world's most powerful forces of evil, Kurai and Itami, are working to reach the mythical land Limbo, the point between life and death, to close the gate to Heaven and doom all souls to an eternity in Hell. Unable to reach Limbo, they delve into the real world, followed by Megami, bearer of the elements, whose job it is to stop them. But in the real world they're faced with real challenges, and must battle them as well as each other to reach their ultimate goal.
Japanese:
Megami- goddess
Kurai- dark
Itami- pain
Friday, July 31, 2009
Saturday, July 11, 2009
Surreality
As I'm writing this right now I'm sitting on my floor. My cold, hard, wooden floor. But it's cool. My bed us cluttered with junk. Andy's Tim Tams are staring at me. My suitcase is over by my bookshelf. So I'm fine just sitting here, running on two hours sleep and blogging because as usual, I get inspired at the randomest of times. Sit down in your comfy chair and have your cursor poised over the scrolling bar coz you got a whole lot coming your way.
Azkatraz. In less than four days I will be on a plane to Sydney, then to San Francisco. Oh my fucking god. It's not like I haven't been on a plane before. I'm born in New Zealand, and I flew to Auckland and Queenstown and other places there. I've been to Fiji. I flew to Sydney in 2002 for my auntie's wedding. But this is different. This time I'm flying halfway across the world. By myself. To a place I've never been before. To a different time zone. A new culture. A place I've been fascinated with ever since I first picked up a book. This doesn't frighten me at all, no matter how many times I get asked. I am excited yes, but more-so I am curious. I'm interested to see the world outside my register at McDonalds. I want to do something other than walk to work every day and walk home again. I want to meet the people I've talked to for so long who at the moment are no more than a chat window or a Facebook comment. I want to do something for me, and to show my mum that she can't always stop me doing what I want to do.
The only thing that frightens me about Azkatraz is leaving. I have this feeling that I'm going to sink into a depression when I go home and go back to work and everything will just be as shit as always. I want to treasure each moment and make sure it doesn't fly by too quickly. There's so many people I want to meet and share the wonders of the Harry Potter fandom with. It'll be like a huge family having the most awesome time ever, together. Instead of listening to my mum's orders, my sister's bitching and Pete's "attempt" at bossing me and Brooke around, I can have fun. I can smile. I can laugh. I can talk. I can live.
I want the people I meet there not to see me as a sarcastic, aggressive bitch like the people do here. And I really hope my weirdness doesn't freak people out too much because I can be pretty strange at times. But somehow, a part of me doesn't think any of it will matter at all. I can just be me, and watch as the world works a different way, the toilets flush in the opposite direction, where it's Summer and not Winter and people talk in a different accent with new things to say. America, here I come.
Word to your bookshelf,
Kassi
Azkatraz. In less than four days I will be on a plane to Sydney, then to San Francisco. Oh my fucking god. It's not like I haven't been on a plane before. I'm born in New Zealand, and I flew to Auckland and Queenstown and other places there. I've been to Fiji. I flew to Sydney in 2002 for my auntie's wedding. But this is different. This time I'm flying halfway across the world. By myself. To a place I've never been before. To a different time zone. A new culture. A place I've been fascinated with ever since I first picked up a book. This doesn't frighten me at all, no matter how many times I get asked. I am excited yes, but more-so I am curious. I'm interested to see the world outside my register at McDonalds. I want to do something other than walk to work every day and walk home again. I want to meet the people I've talked to for so long who at the moment are no more than a chat window or a Facebook comment. I want to do something for me, and to show my mum that she can't always stop me doing what I want to do.
The only thing that frightens me about Azkatraz is leaving. I have this feeling that I'm going to sink into a depression when I go home and go back to work and everything will just be as shit as always. I want to treasure each moment and make sure it doesn't fly by too quickly. There's so many people I want to meet and share the wonders of the Harry Potter fandom with. It'll be like a huge family having the most awesome time ever, together. Instead of listening to my mum's orders, my sister's bitching and Pete's "attempt" at bossing me and Brooke around, I can have fun. I can smile. I can laugh. I can talk. I can live.
I want the people I meet there not to see me as a sarcastic, aggressive bitch like the people do here. And I really hope my weirdness doesn't freak people out too much because I can be pretty strange at times. But somehow, a part of me doesn't think any of it will matter at all. I can just be me, and watch as the world works a different way, the toilets flush in the opposite direction, where it's Summer and not Winter and people talk in a different accent with new things to say. America, here I come.
Word to your bookshelf,
Kassi
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