Hello, foreveralone!blog. /shot Just kidding.

Okay, this is the unofficial my-embarrassing-posts-that-can-not-be-shared-through-LJ blog. Posts about things that are too much for a very normal-looking LJ like the one I have.

So. Strobe Edge. Just finished the manga, I'm now trying to listen to the drama CDs without flailing around because of Ichinose Ren's handsome voice. I even thought about studying while reading to the CD. Not a good idea, since I've decided to read the manga again while listening to the CD. Yeah.

Anyway, Strobe Edge. I have this certain tendency to become so attached to the concept of the manga/anime I read/watched that I actually act like one of the characters in my daily life.

Take Kawai Maria of Akuma to Love Song for example. I realized that we both have this bob-style haircut (hers is so much more beautiful, of course) and during the first week of classes (last week), I've been a bit quiet, but not bratty and snappy like her. But yeah, quiet. And poised and all. So yeah, I have this friend. Blonde-haired friend. Totally fits the role of Kanda Yuusuke, if I may add. So whenever we walk down the hallway, I always feel like I'm Maria and he's Yuusuke. Just the people themselves, though. Not the relationship. Because that would be awkward. Because I don't like /like/ the guy anymore.

Speaking of which, why can't my other friends realize that I'm saying the truth about me not liking him anymore? I'm being honest, I swear. Well, come to think of it I never really hold true to my words regarding things like this; I always ~go back~ to my crushes. But this time it's different! I know he doesn't want people liking him as a crush so I distanced myself away from him, literally. It's a bit too harsh, yes, but it's the only way. I think. Anyway, yeah, so after a few months of totally not seeing each other (summer vacation), we're best buds again. As in, laughing-and-being-random best buds. It's quite amazing, really.

Back to Strobe Edge. Earlier today I was Ichinose Ren. Not the handsome part of him, of course. The quiet, mysterious, keeping-anger-to-himself part. I was totally pissed at the driver losing patience because of the traffic. There are infinite ways to get to my sister's school and yet he forced us to go to the longer way. Good thing I was a bit early today in Physics.

Let me just make a deal with myself, with you as a witness, that I'll never ever wake up at 5:30 AM from now on. It'll be at 5:00. PLEASE.

Now I must go. Since I need to sleep before 10, a requirement for the 5:00 waking-up schedule to commence. What even.