Day 65
When it comes to kids, we all play by the same rules. Everything we did boils down to these rules. Don't tell lies. Don't break promises. Stay loyal. Fight for your friends.
Like the prodigal son, I was out on my own.
10:59 PM
Day 62 When the whole bunch of them breaks out in laughter, watch and you'll realise there's one person who can fit anywhere. At another's family dinner, in a courtroom, probably at tea with a bunch of strangers too. He's a chameleon.
Then it'll strike you that you really don't know what colour a chameleon is before it starts changing.
Like the prodigal son, I was out on my own.
10:54 PM
Wednesday, April 27, 2011
With insomnia, nothing's real. Everything's far away. Everything's a copy of a copy of a copy.
Like the prodigal son, I was out on my own.
11:24 PM
I'll bring us through this. As always. I'll carry you - kicking and screaming - and in the end you'll thank me.
Like the prodigal son, I was out on my own.
11:21 PM
Listen up, maggots. You are not special. You are not a beautiful or unique snowflake. You're the same decaying organic matter as everything else.
Like the prodigal son, I was out on my own.
10:53 PM
You're not your job. You're not how much money you have in the bank. You're not the car you drive. You're not the contents of your wallet. You're not your fucking khakis. You're the all-singing, all-dancing crap of the world.
FIGHT CLUB.
Like the prodigal son, I was out on my own.
10:51 PM
Day 61 It's only after we've lost everything that we're free to do anything.
Like the prodigal son, I was out on my own.
6:20 PM
Day 58
Some people have a habit of categorising the strangers they meet. The people surrounding them. They categorise them into neat little cubicles with curious shades left between in consideration of those who go neither here nor there, but instead rest somewhere. There, here, whatever. You know, those psychoanalyses you do without even realizing it sometimes, then when you start to compartmentalize those people when your mind's idle and waiting for a piece of work, yes that's when you realize you do actually classify people. Like how we classify different organisms and such.
Maybe the neatness of it helps you cope. Maybe keeping things tidy helps ensure people don't complicate your life. Maybe giving things clear-cut lines and clear-cut overlaps give you a mighty sense of satisfaction over the accomplishment you had in sorting poeple. Whichever it is, it is true to say that to some extent, people take a kind of delight in placing others in neat little rooms, confining them to that area. I think there'll come a time where one person barges right into one room, looks around and decide it's not the place for him then walks out, only for you to hastily open another door which would lead him to a room you think he'd be comfortable in, one that suits him. Like it or not, there'll be someone who's going to be unpredictable, who's going to turn you upside down trying to fit him into a random box, if not merely to prevent this once-stranger from messing up your files.
Put people in folders, arrange them by colour, line them up in alphabetical order. Do what you want with these folders, but accept the fact that one day, there'll be someone who wouldnt fit anywhere. Not here, not there, not anywhere. He's just him.
Like the prodigal son, I was out on my own.
4:56 PM
Sunday, April 24, 2011
Day 57 Standing outside like a lawn ornament or some decorative shrubbery in the rain won't make things better. Get inside and string up your gear, we'll take a flight up in the sky. We'll rise above this chaos.
Like the prodigal son, I was out on my own.
5:51 PM
Like a bank vault buried under the ocean, I trucked right through that crap you placed on me.
Like the prodigal son, I was out on my own.
5:38 PM
This is school, Mr Potter, not the real world.
- Professor Umbridge
Like the prodigal son, I was out on my own.
4:40 PM
Marilyn Monroe! :D
Like the prodigal son, I was out on my own.
4:38 PM
Day 56 Holding a grudge is letting someone live rent-free in your head. You can let him stay there and start counting the interest you ought to have down to the very last cent, or you can kick that dum-bass out of your head. (He might just become a hobo!)
Like the prodigal son, I was out on my own.
4:35 PM
Day 55 If you fall, stumble down, I'll pick you up off the ground. If you lose faith in you, I'll give you the strength to pull through. Tell me you won't give up 'cause I'll be waiting. If you fall, you know I'll be there for you.
Like the prodigal son, I was out on my own.
12:39 AM
Saturday, April 23, 2011
I'm waiting up alone, tell me where've you been.
Like the prodigal son, I was out on my own.
10:59 PM
Day 54 Truth, justice. There's this early bit in your life when you realise you've always thought they were absolutes. Like God. And Mom. And apple pie 8D. But you can make God from faith alone and apple pie from Ritz crackers. (The other, well...let's just leave it at that.) Just like how you can make cakes without sugar. The world is screwed and we know it. We're all screwed, somehow, and you'll realise you know it better than I do. Something went wrong somewhere, even if we don't want to admit it. Take a break, screw up and think about it later. At least you get to choose your screw-up :D
Like the prodigal son, I was out on my own.
10:24 PM
Day 53 You link your hands together, it's the place someone else's always found. Did everything, and I mean everything,funnel down to that one delicate place where love was?
Like the prodigal son, I was out on my own.
9:14 PM
Day 51 I don't know when it happened, but things started to turn, just a little bit, like when you smell the bottle of milk, and you know it's going to be sour tomorrow, but you pour it in your cereal anyway.
Like the prodigal son, I was out on my own.
11:36 PM
Day 48 Don't be afraid to keep on living (I am not afraid to keep on living). Don't be afraid to walk this world alone (I am not afraid to walk this world alone). Nothing they could say can stop me going home.
Like the prodigal son, I was out on my own.
10:51 PM
Thank you for staying up late nights with me.
Like the prodigal son, I was out on my own.
12:18 AM
Wednesday, April 20, 2011
Teardrops in my eye.
Like the prodigal son, I was out on my own.
11:05 PM
Simba, I'm kind of in the middle of a bath.
Like the prodigal son, I was out on my own.
9:47 PM
“The universe has to move forward. Pain and loss, they define us as much as happiness or love. Whether it’s a world, or a relationship… Everything has its time. And everything ends.” Sarah Jane Smith - Doctor Who
Like the prodigal son, I was out on my own.
9:43 PM
They say the dawn illuminates a miserable world. Stay true, and stay happy. We're all here. Right here.
Like the prodigal son, I was out on my own.
9:30 PM
Maybe it's your longing to be heard without having to make a sound. It distresses you. And everyone else, I think.
Like the prodigal son, I was out on my own.
8:58 PM
Day 47 There are moments where nothing you write will ever come close to how you feel. Laugh it all off and get a helium balloon! LIFE IS AWESOME.
Like the prodigal son, I was out on my own.
8:56 PM
Day 46 One day (probably today), you'll see that people all around you brush things off so easily, while you're caught in the same loop, stuck with all the memories and consequences. It's how we all get along. Sometime back then, you brushed off something while someone else out there was caught in their loop, stuck with their damn memories and consequences. You'll be alright in the end, I promise.
Like the prodigal son, I was out on my own.
8:53 PM
So I try.
Like the prodigal son, I was out on my own.
12:25 AM
From this valley they say you are going We will miss your bright eyes and sweet smile For they say you are taking the sunshine That has brightened our path for a while
Come and sit by my side if you love me Do not hasten to bid me adieu But remember the Red River Valley And the cowboy who loved you so true
Won't you think of the valley you're leaving Oh how lonely, how sad it will be? Oh think of the fond heart you're breaking And the grief you are causing to me
As you go to your home by the ocean May you never forget those sweet hours That we spent in the Red River Valley And the love we exchanged mid the flowers
Like the prodigal son, I was out on my own.
12:10 AM
Tuesday, April 19, 2011
Somewhere over the rainbow,
skies are blue,
and the dreams that you dare to dream
really do come true
This brings back memories :DDD
Like the prodigal son, I was out on my own.
11:41 PM
Sunday, April 17, 2011
Day 45 We're all photographers, in our own way. We spy our own picture perfect moments, and capture it with personal shutter clicks and we'll decide where we want to store that picture. It's all us. We don't always need a DSLR. Or a 24-70 mm lens to go with our Canon. We just need something to mean that much to us to shoot it and frame it.
There's a point in time where things are vivid and beautiful. That's when you'll know everything you felt was real.
Like the prodigal son, I was out on my own.
3:42 PM
Day 40 There's always the question you have to ask, the truth you have to know. There's always that one issue that's eating you alive and you know you simply can't go on if you didn't know where it was that you're standing on. Ask.
Like the prodigal son, I was out on my own.
9:15 PM
Day 38 The smile on your face, the truth in your eyes, the touch of your hand, it's all the world needs because you say it best when you say nothing at all.
Like the prodigal son, I was out on my own.
7:00 PM
Day 33 When you're unwell and have to stay home to waste your life away, there are a few kinds of sick. There's the one where you want to pummel something (preferably a stuffed bear. or giraffe. whatever) and then fall face first onto bed and fall asleep. There's the second, where you just sniffle and sniffle and then stay under those warm covers for half the day then feel like Death isn't ready for you then you open your eyes and start to think of nonsensical things. There's the third, where you hop around and try to convince people you aren't sick so that you can like, go to the park or stare at a fish in a pet shop or go somewhere, anywhere so long as you don't have to stay still. Or you could be all three. It's okay, really.
Like the prodigal son, I was out on my own.
2:00 PM
Monday, April 11, 2011
I am really, really tired.
Like the prodigal son, I was out on my own.
10:07 PM
He was afraid of loving you, the dreamer who watched sunsets.
Like the prodigal son, I was out on my own.
9:49 PM
Day 32 It's okay if it doesn't feel right, because the right things don't always feel right. Hang on and stay strong, even if the things you do don't give you the best feelings.
Like the prodigal son, I was out on my own.
9:29 PM
Day 29 Yes, you're tired. Yes, you're dying. But please, hold on. You know the world is never gonna get you when that one person stays up with you just so you'd survive some ridiculously tedious work 8D
Like the prodigal son, I was out on my own.
7:50 PM
Day 27 If you're going to do someone a favour, do it right. Do it well, do it better than anyone else can. Do it out of the genuity of your heart. Don't wait for something in return to help someone when you can make all the difference.
Like the prodigal son, I was out on my own.
4:17 PM
Day 26 Yes, the weight of the world on your shoulders is making you cave in and break, little by little, bit by bit. The wounds are getting deeper, the cuts are running longer, and the pain has dragged on forever. The weight of the world on your shoulders is going to overcome you and your dwindling determination. The weight of the world on your shoulders is going to crush you and your pathetic resolve. And it is going to win. The weight of the world on your shoulders is going to be what remains even as you fade away. You'll become a shadow in this mess, then nothing.
God help me I've come undone.
But you know none of that is true. A hug from that one person can light up your way, and you know it :D
Like the prodigal son, I was out on my own.
11:45 AM
Day 23 We'll never say out loud how we really feel, not because we don't know how to, but because we're paralyzed with fear of what words might do. Time and again, we continue to underestimate the power of words, until we're faced with having to describe what we feel at that moment.
Like the prodigal son, I was out on my own.
11:13 AM
Friday, April 8, 2011
Once you've met someone, you'll never really forget them. It just takes a while for you to remember them.
Sen to Chihiro no Kamikakushi
Like the prodigal son, I was out on my own.
11:23 PM
Day 22 You know there's usually the one or two people you try many times to imagine where you'd be in your life if you've never met them? The one who taught you empathy, the one who tried to understand you, the one who was there for you when you were so close to letting go, the one who(m) you had to fall head over heels for. Where would you be in your life? What would you be doing this instant? What would you be feeling this moment? What would have happened if that particular one you fell for had never come into your life?
And truth be told I never came up with an answer. Not even a sense of possibility as to what current would have turned out. To be honest, I can't remember how things were before you were here, right here.
Like the prodigal son, I was out on my own.
9:15 PM
Day 21 Because even though we've been shattered, broken and pushed down time and again, we still believe that one day we'll give each other a hand, pull ourselves to our feet and stand up taller than we ever have. And we'll own the field.
Like the prodigal son, I was out on my own.
12:09 AM
Thursday, April 7, 2011
Day 20 Today was one of those days you wished you didn't know how to feel. You woke up in the morning not feeling like P. Diddy (I mean, who does?), but like a piece of crap when you really just want to flop over and continue sleeping and overlooking things. The thought of dying after being able to stay in bed a day sounds good too. In fact, it sounds amazing. Then you open one eye lazily and all the minute details like how you should have been washing up and running a hand through that tousled hair of yours had it been any other Monday, comes to you. Everything that's ever happened, the contemplation, the doubts, the insecurities, the pent up toska, the entire damn history of yours crops up at that very moment when your spine is still relaxed, your muscles are still pretty lax, and you want to just stop breathing. Today was one of those days you wish you could stop being caught up in the same mundane act of breathing. Today was one of those days you wished you could forget how to breathe, to feel, to live. To have an escape; to be anywhere but here.
And it's alright. We all feel like that, every now and then.
Like the prodigal son, I was out on my own.
11:31 PM
Day 19 Sometimes you feel like you're trying your very hardest to pick up the pieces of your life and put them back together where the belonged, but then you find that some of the pieces don't fit together, not here, not there, not anywhere. You're trying your hardest to figure it out, but time's running out. Keep those pieces in your pocket. Wait till the toymaker comes around to fix it all up for you. I could be that toymaker.
Like the prodigal son, I was out on my own.
10:03 PM
Day 17 There are a million things running through my mind at the same time, but there's one that runs through, and back again, then through. And back again. It's you.
Like the prodigal son, I was out on my own.
10:00 PM
Day 16 In your strongest moments, you make a decision and you stand firm; you hold your ground. But in your weakest moments, you contradict yourself by doubting, wondering if you made the right decision. Don't.
Like the prodigal son, I was out on my own.
9:54 PM
Day 15 That feeling isn't one that goes away with time. It's not one that can vanish if you leave it at the back of your mind and try your hardest to overlook it. This feeling is one that runs deep inside of you, one that progressively destroys everything that crosses it's path (that's you). This feeling will never, ever, go away.
Like the prodigal son, I was out on my own.
9:46 PM
Day 14 You know what I think we're most afraid of? Not knowing. Not knowing whether it's all really worth it. Not knowing if you should give up or keep fighting. Not knowing why you do the things you do; not knowing the purpose of it all. It's like when you're little you touched that pretty burning flame and get burned , because you didn't really know that it was going to scar you. Not knowing that it's going to hurt us; right from the very beginning.
Like the prodigal son, I was out on my own.
12:03 AM
Wednesday, April 6, 2011
"Someone once told me that the power in all relationships lies with whoever cares less, and he was right. But power isn’t happiness, and I think that maybe happiness comes from caring more about people rather than less."
— Connor Mead- Ghost of Girlfriends' Past
Like the prodigal son, I was out on my own.
11:59 PM
"When I see you, the World stops. It stops and all that exists for me is you and my eyes staring at you. There’s nothing else. No noise, no other people, no thoughts or worries, no yesterday, no tomorrow. The World just stops, and it is a beautiful place, and there is only you."
— James Frey (A Million Little Pieces)
LOVE THIS TO BITS.
Like the prodigal son, I was out on my own.
11:59 PM
Like the prodigal son, I was out on my own.
10:42 PM
Like the prodigal son, I was out on my own.
10:22 PM
Like the prodigal son, I was out on my own.
10:07 PM
Day 13
Would you stop thinking about what everyone wants? Stop thinking about what I want, what he wants, what your parents want. What do YOU want?
Like the prodigal son, I was out on my own.
9:45 PM
No regrets.
"If you discovered something that made you tighten inside, you had better try to learn more about it. If you simply ignored the feeling, you would never know what might happen, and in many ways that was worse than finding out you were wrong in the first place. Because if you were wrong, you could go forward in your life without ever looking back over your shoulder and wondering what might have been." — Message in a Bottle (Nicholas Sparks)
Like the prodigal son, I was out on my own.
9:40 PM
Life is funny, isn't it? Just when you think you've got it all figured out, just when you finally begin to plan something, get excited about it and feel like you know what direction you're heading in, the paths change, the signs change, the wind blows the other way, north is suddenly south and east is west and you're goddamn lost. It's so easy to lose your way, to lose direction.
Hi Cecilia Ahern.
Like the prodigal son, I was out on my own.
9:32 PM
The Whale… If you read a recent front page story of the San Francisco Chronicle, you would have read about a female humpback whale who had become entangled in a spider web of crab traps and lines. She was weighted down by hundreds of pounds of traps that caused her to struggle to stay afloat. She also had hundreds of yards of line rope wrapped around her body, her tail, her torso, a line tugging in her mouth. A fisherman spotted her just east of the Farallon Islands (outside the Golden Gate) and radioed an environmental group for help. Within a few hours, the rescue team arrived and determined that she was so bad off, the only way to save her was to dive in and untangle her. They worked for hours with curved knives and eventually freed her. When she was free, the divers say she swam in what seemed like joyous circles. She then came back to each and every diver, one at a time, and nudged them, pushed them gently around as she was thanking them. Some said it was the most incredibly beautiful experience of their lives. The guy who cut the rope out of her mouth said her eyes were following him the whole time, and he will never be the same.
Like the prodigal son, I was out on my own.
9:06 PM
Day 12 It's okay, I've always wanted to do this for you.
Like the prodigal son, I was out on my own.
9:05 PM
It's the illusion of who he wished you'd be that kills him everytime. He thinks of how you should have been there for him when he was fighting in this world, alone.
Like the prodigal son, I was out on my own.
8:27 PM
Tuesday, April 5, 2011
Day 10 So that's it? You're not even gonna say goodbye? Fair enough; you're just being like everyone else who came into my life.
Like the prodigal son, I was out on my own.
11:32 PM
Like the prodigal son, I was out on my own.
11:27 PM
Day 8 You don't always have to pretend to be strong, there's no need to prove all the time that everything is going well, you shouldn't be concerned about what other people are thinking, cry if you need to, take the world off your shoulders and let it crash to the ground (because only then can you smile again, and pick up what you want, leave what you don't behind)
Like the prodigal son, I was out on my own.
11:18 PM
Sometimes good things fall apart so that better things can fall together!
Like the prodigal son, I was out on my own.
11:17 PM
Like the prodigal son, I was out on my own.
11:15 PM
Day 7 (yes I actually lose count of the days) There are times to stay put, and what you want will come to you, and there are times to go out into the world and find such a thing yourself.
Like the prodigal son, I was out on my own.
11:08 PM
Day 6 There will be a time when you aren't sure whether things happen for a reason, or not. Maybe we're all looking for excuses to make ourselves feel better. Maybe we're all naive.
Like the prodigal son, I was out on my own.
11:01 PM
Day 5 The littlest things you take for granted may be the things someone out here has wanted most in his life. Don't bulldoze over these hearts. It kills.
Like the prodigal son, I was out on my own.
10:51 PM
"Only once in your life, I truly believe, you find someone who can completely turn your world around. You tell them things that you’ve never shared with another soul and they absorb everything you say and actually want to hear more. You share hopes for the future, dreams that will never come true, goals that were never achieved and the many disappointments life has thrown at you. When something wonderful happens, you can’t wait to tell them about it, knowing they will share in your excitement. They are not embarrassed to cry with you when you are hurting or laugh with you when you make a fool of yourself. Never do they hurt your feelings or make you feel like you are not good enough, but rather they build you up and show you the things about yourself that make you special and even beautiful. There is never any pressure, jealousy or competition but only a quiet calmness when they are around. You can be yourself and not worry about what they will think of you because they love you for who you are. The things that seem insignificant to most people such as a note, song or walk become invaluable treasures kept safe in your heart to cherish forever. Memories of your childhood come back and are so clear and vivid it’s like being young again. Colours seem brighter and more brilliant. Laughter seems part of daily life where before it was infrequent or didn’t exist at all. A phone call or two during the day helps to get you through a long day’s work and always brings a smile to your face. In their presence, there’s no need for continuous conversation, but you find you’re quite content in just having them nearby. Things that never interested you before become fascinating because you know they are important to this person who is so special to you. You think of this person on every occasion and in everything you do. Simple things bring them to mind like a pale blue sky, gentle wind or even a storm cloud on the horizon. You open your heart knowing that there’s a chance it may be broken one day and in opening your heart, you experience a love and joy that you never dreamed possible. You find that being vulnerable is the only way to allow your heart to feel true pleasure that’s so real it scares you. You find strength in knowing you have a true friend and possibly a soul mate who will remain loyal to the end. Life seems completely different, exciting and worthwhile. Your only hope and security is in knowing that they are a part of your life." —
Bob Marley
(for the crazy fans who still yell when they see this O:)
Like the prodigal son, I was out on my own.
10:47 PM
Day 3 This whole time you've been in my life, you've showed me exactly who I don't want to be. The liar. The hypocrite. And looking at how your life turned out from the million and one mistakes you made, at least I know now who exactly I don't ever want to be.
Like the prodigal son, I was out on my own.
10:36 PM
Day 2 It's almost ridiculously amazing how people who were once strangers now mean the world to you. And how people who meant the world to you are now strangers. Everything, everything is different.
Like the prodigal son, I was out on my own.
10:29 PM
Monday, April 4, 2011
Like the prodigal son, I was out on my own.
11:11 PM
Sunday, April 3, 2011
不顧一切的愛無可取代.
Like the prodigal son, I was out on my own.
8:29 PM
And no group of people, is as important as a single person. There's no them that's more important than a you.
Like the prodigal son, I was out on my own.
12:16 AM
Saturday, April 2, 2011
You remember and dwell on all the things you've lost and ignore all the things you haven't. Because your scars are like stars. Yet the night stays perfectly black.
Like the prodigal son, I was out on my own.
7:47 PM
You can walk into a room and spot them. They seem fine when you talk to them but every now and again, across the room, you catch them looking off into the distance at an invisible point that maybe, they once reached. They laugh a little different. They hesitate a little more. Now they know what it feels like. And something about their eyes when they listen to music says
"Turn it up until my ears bleed. Let it be the last thing I hear."
Like the prodigal son, I was out on my own.
5:26 PM
Something has moved and bumped the cradle of everything. The world is out of sync. Birds fly backwards and the fish swim through the air. Hours pass like seconds and seconds pass like hours. The light fades before the sun leaves. The stars shine before the night falls. I am here early. You are here late.
Like the prodigal son, I was out on my own.
5:20 PM
From Jon too ((:
You constantly look for a sign and when it's given to you and you don't like the answer, you call it a coincidence. There are no coincidences.
Like the prodigal son, I was out on my own.
5:16 PM
I've tried to say it a thousand different ways. I've tried twisting the words inside out and doubling them back over onto themselves. I've tried coming up with words in different languages, because maybe they have words for this thing (I couldn't say what it is) that we're missing in this one. I've tried saying the same words over and over again in hopes that this time they'll mean what I want them to mean. I've tried writing it down and spelling it out and stressing each syllable across intercontinental static. I've filled up pages and pages of paper with what I'm trying to say, but never with what I mean to say.
Maybe it annoyed you in the end. Maybe I should just stop.
Like the prodigal son, I was out on my own.
5:14 PM
You're just another story I can't tell anymore.
Like the prodigal son, I was out on my own.
5:09 PM
We’re a city of aliens. Pretending to be people we’re not until we’re comfortable enough with each other to be who we are. So only you know who I am.
Like the prodigal son, I was out on my own.
5:08 PM
We all know what's happening here because it's happened before. Like an avalanche, there's nothing we can do about it so we don't even need to speak. But this time, if we're covered by the ice and snow, I will hold you tight. I will keep you warm.
-This is from Ian.
Like the prodigal son, I was out on my own.
4:59 PM
Moon and stars and clouds and night.
Like the prodigal son, I was out on my own.
4:50 PM
A lost particle in a dust storm. This was from Jon.
Like the prodigal son, I was out on my own.
4:04 PM
I made a lot of mistakes before I got to you (each one honest and none that I regret). The same way a tree bends in the wind and twists and turns, before it can touch the sky.
Like the prodigal son, I was out on my own.
4:01 PM
I am nervous. I'm afraid. But I will stand here in the white hot heat of you. I will play Russian roulette with your playlists. I will tell jokes I'm not sure you'll find funny. I will hold on until there is no more reason to. And in the end, I will break the stars and resurrect the sun.
Like the prodigal son, I was out on my own.
4:00 PM
Friday, April 1, 2011
You asked why people always expected you to smile in photographs. And I told you it was because they hoped that in the future, there would be something to smile about.
Like the prodigal son, I was out on my own.
11:34 AM
The Exorcist
Give up; because nothing else goes on.
Continue trying; because everyone bleeds.
Maybe not as much as you do, but they do.
Move on; because there's noone left.
Stay behind; because there's noone left.
Make a choice, because I never had one.
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And somewhere along the way, people began to move on. To tumblr. I was one of the first, but I never abandoned this, bec blogger and tumblr are different.
Note that this probably won't be updated frequently, but whatever.
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Death Note
Denpa teki na Kanojo (電波的な彼女)
Detective Conan (名探偵 コナン)
Di[e]ce (ダイス)
Durarara!! (デュラララ!!)
Earl And Fairy (伯爵と妖精)
Fruits Basket
Gakuen Alice (学園アリス)
Gensomaken Saiyuki (幻想魔伝最遊記)
Genyou no Meizu (幻妖の迷図)
Ghost Hunt
Gintama (銀魂)
Great Teacher Onizuka
Gun x Sword (ガン × ソード)
Half Prince
Hana To Akuma (花と悪魔)
Hakuoki -Shinsengumi Kitan- (薄桜鬼 -新選組奇譚-)
Higurashi No Naku Koro Ni (ひぐらしのなく頃に)
Hikaru No Go (ヒカルの碁)
Hitogatana
Hunter x Hunter
Inu No Ou (女王様の犬)
Inuyasha (犬夜叉)
Kara no Kyōkai (空の境界)
Kaze No Stigma (風のスティグマ)
Kobato. (こばと。)
Kure-nai (紅)
Kuroshitsuji (黒執事)
Kyou Kara Maou (今日からマ王！)
La Corda D Oro -Primo Passo- (金色のコルダ)
Leo Murder Case (１２人の優しい殺し屋)
Letter Bee
Miracle Train
Mobile Suit Gundam 00 (機動戦士ガンダム00（ダブルオー）)
Mobile Suit Gundam SEED (機動戦士ガンダムSEED)
Nabari No Ou (隠の王)
Naruto
Neo Angelique Abyss
New Kuroshitsuji
NG.Life
Nodame Cantabile
Noir
Ouran High School Host Club (桜蘭高校ホスト部)
Pandora Hearts
Prince of Tennis (テニスの王子様)
Reborn! (家庭教師ヒットマンREBORN!)
Reimei No Arcana (黎明のアルカナ)
Reservoir Chronicle- Tsubasa (ツバサ)
Rideback
Romeo x Juliet (ロミオ×ジュリエット)
Rurouni Kenshin (るろうに剣心)
S・A（スペシャル・エー）
Samurai Champloo
Samurai Deeper Kyo
Shinobi Life (シノビライフ)
Shonen Onmyouji (少年陰陽師)
Skip Beat (スキップ・ビート)
Soukou No Strain (奏光のストレイン)
Spice and Wolf (狼と香辛料)
Spiral
The Girl Who Leapt Through Time (時をかける少女)
The Law Of Ueki (うえきの法則)
The Vision of Escaflowne (天空のエスカフローネ)
Toradora!
Toshokan Sensou (図書館戦争)
True Tears
Uragiri Wa Boku No Namae O Shitteiru/Betrayal Knows My Name (裏切りは僕の名前を知っている)
Vampire Knight (ヴァンパイア騎士)
Wild Ones
X (エックス)
xxxHolic
Yozakura Quartet (夜桜四重奏 -ヨザクラカルテット-)
Zero No Tsukaima (ゼロの使い魔)
Makoto Shinkai
5 Centimeters Per Second (秒速５センチメートル)
Beyond the Clouds, the Promised Place/The Place Promised In Our Early Days (雲のむこう、約束の場所)
Hoshi No Koe/Voices Of A Distant Star
Hayao Miyazaki
Laputa: Castle in the Sky (天空の城ラピュタ)
My Neighbor Totoro (となりのトトロ)
Kiki's Delivery Service (魔女の宅急便)
Princess Mononoke (もののけ姫)
Spirited Away (千と千尋の神隠し)
Howl's Moving Castle (ハウルの動く城)
Ponyo (崖の上のポニョ)
Jap. Dramas!
1 Pound no Fukuin (１ポンドの福音)
Atashinchi no Danshi (アタシんちの男子)
Binbo Danshi (貧乏男子)
Crows Zero (クローズZERO)
Great Teacher Onizuka (麻辣教師)
Hana Yori Dango (花より男子)
Hanazakari no Kimitachi e (花ざかりの君たちへ)
Hero
Hokaben
Kami no Shizuku (神の雫)
Kurosagi (クロサギ)
Mei-chan no Shitsuji (メイちゃんの執事)
Shibatora (シバトラ)
Zettai Kareshi (絶対彼氏)
Marilyn Monroe! :D
PETER PAN.
The Whale… If you read a recent front page story of the San Francisco Chronicle, you would have read about a female humpback whale who had become entangled in a spider web of crab traps and lines. She was weighted down by hundreds of pounds of traps that caused her to struggle to stay afloat. She also had hundreds of yards of line rope wrapped around her body, her tail, her torso, a line tugging in her mouth. A fisherman spotted her just east of the Farallon Islands (outside the Golden Gate) and radioed an environmental group for help. Within a few hours, the rescue team arrived and determined that she was so bad off, the only way to save her was to dive in and untangle her. They worked for hours with curved knives and eventually freed her. When she was free, the divers say she swam in what seemed like joyous circles. She then came back to each and every diver, one at a time, and nudged them, pushed them gently around as she was thanking them. Some said it was the most incredibly beautiful experience of their lives. The guy who cut the rope out of her mouth said her eyes were following him the whole time, and he will never be the same.
From Jon too ((:
A lost particle in a dust storm. This was from Jon.