This is one of my favorite days of the year. Where someone can legitimately dress up and pretend to be something they're not, and get candy for it.

Hurrah for All Hallow's Eve!

Okay...honestly, I'm only 20 years old, but tonight, I feel like an old person. Especially when I say this...what in the world are kids thinking nowadays?

I went to a "Dead Punks Society" concert thingy at my college tonight, and it was for all ages. So there were even, like, eight year olds there with all of this screamo music and goth punkers there. Yeah, nice environment. I myself like that environment, but some kids could be scarred for life by some things. Anyway, there were going to be about five bands there, and I did a double take when the third band came on. I swear on all that's holy the oldest member of the band couldn't have been more than thirteen...if that. The drummer looked about eleven, I swear. And they are all sporting these long, spiked, bleached mohawks (which I happen to like), but one of thier songs was basically, and I quote, "Fuck you! Fuck you!"

What the hell are they doing singing that when they are barely out of elementary school? Is it just me, or did things change. For heaven's sake there were children, young children, in the audience!

And the first thing that came to my mind was, "Man, if only your mother were here to see this..."

I felt really old.

And I wasted five bucks tonight...

I want my hour and a half back of my life. Right now.

For those that know me (and if you don't you are about to find out) know that I am just a teensy-weensy bit obsessed with Miyavi.  Not obsessed in that annoying, fangirly way (although I can get like that if I wanted) but in a loyal fan way who completely respects a musical genius. 

Most people, mainly my brother, roll their eyes when I begin talking about Miyavi because I can go on forever, but they just don't understand why I like this man and his music.  For one thing, they don't understand why I listen to music in a language that I can't understand.  One, Japanese is a beautiful language and I enjoy listening to it's nuances.  Two, you don't have to understand a language to hear the emotion behind it.  Whether it's a song of his that is happy and upbeat, soft and dreamy, loud and angry, it doesn't matter. Miyavi is a muscian that puts everything he is into his songs.  He is an entertainer, period.

And I respect that.

So, because of all this, I would like to say thank you to this singer on this special day of his, even though I know he will never read this.  One, he couldn't even if he saw this (he doesn't know english) and two....things like that only happen in an alternate universe.

So Miyavi...

Happy Birthday!!

I hope this day holds many blessings for you and much happiness.  May this year in your life hold as much productivity and fortune as this last year gave you, and keep staying true to who you are.  Thank you for producing such wonderful music that I can listen to in any mood, whether I'm angry, sad, contemplative, or happy.  And even though I don't understand what you speak, I understand a bit of your heart, because you put that into your songs.

That came out a bit more mushy than I intended, but it was honest.  Happy 25th!

I hate boxes. Yes, yes, random, I know, but I'm passionate about it all the same. The reason I hate boxes: because my art teacher wanted us to draw about a bajillion of them, and he just kept stacking them one after the other until they were almost hitting the ceiling. It's a big room. It was a lot of boxes.

Before this class, I was indifferent to boxes. I had no feelings for them whatsoever, they were just inanimate object that were just THERE. Now, they are going to haunt my dreams.

Do you know how much that sucks?

Okay, so yay for me, I decided to become more active on this site and not just stay clinging to my myspace. However, right as I make this monumental decision, I have to go to my art class. Ugn....sometimes college can be really, really inconvenient.

Okay, so, I'm really hyper and ecstatic right now. One, I've had like four cups of Green Tea and the caffiene is starting to get to me. ^.^ Second, my fanfiction, "Midnight Meets Moonlight" has just reached over 50,000 hits on Fanfiction.net. *squeals* And there was happiness throughout the land of Mujitsu. LOL. God, I'm wierd when I'm tired....and hyper...and happy...all at the same time.

...maybe it's time to go to bed now...

Uhhh...wow, I haven't really done anything on this page at all. Usually, I'm on my myspace page and don't really come to LJ except for the groups. ^.^ Sooooo...this journal entry is really just a test to see how it would look on my page and let me decide if I want to continue to update this page. Kinda sad really...