Pride Parade
Posted: October 1, 2011 Filed under: humor, Life | Tags: gay, parade, pride Leave a comment »I went to the gay pride parade. I thought it’d be fun, especially with my friends. Though I think real change (with rights, beliefs, and all that jazz) takes place less in the physical and internally instead. Near the end of the parade, it started raining men. Somehow I ended up walking to my Jewish friend’s rabbi’s house as a tagalong. After a 40 minute or so walk barefoot in the pouring rain, we were drenched and dirty from playing in street puddles. We then went to a local pizza place with bad crust and very oily cheese where we paid in all ones and exact change. I think we looked like pitifully wet, gay (we were wearing tie dye for the pride parade), homeless teenagers. A friend familiar to the city landscape took us through the off-limits sketchy shortcut where a suspicious man spoke loudly to us from behind. Keep walking, don’t make eye contact (felt safer with 2 black belt friends). I finally reached my dormitory where I took a long, hot shower… so good. I later soaked my very pretty, but dirty, dress in color safe bleach alternative Tide overnight and the colors noticeably faded.
It’s always nice to tell the story behind the dress.
Anime Expo 2011
Posted: July 11, 2011 Filed under: humor, Life, Randomness | Tags: 2011, anime, anime expo, cosplay, japan, manga 1 Comment »Hi all! I’ve returned home after 3 days of flying… I’m glad to be back on the ground. First I visited my cousin in Florida and then we flew to LA together with 2 of his friends to go to
Whoo! It’s the largest anime convention in North America. Anime? What’s that you say? It’s Japanese c-c-c-cartoon, though I’m hesitant to call it that. I saw lots of cool costumes.
My Feelings about the trip
It was fun and a little sad. I got to experience new situations with new people so I learned some things about myself. I also made friends with people I just met at AX. So, I can make new friends by myself? Yep.
Pictures!
Pokemon: Almost Nekkid Man version. They had the theme song playing around with them haha.
Hastune Miku is so popular she promotes Toyota. Hastune Miku is the most popular vocaloid (ficitonal character who’s voice is created from a software) from Japan. The Hastune Miku concert was sold out.
Kyoko from Skip Beat! Love me section. One of my all time favorite mangas.
Ren, Nana, Hachi, and Shin from NANA. I cosplayed as nana, only I didn’t have the wig so I just looked punk.
Awesome Joker
I dunno where he’s from but he just looked cool.
My favorite costume — Crazy Transformers! I thought they could’ve turned into cars at any second.
From the music video — Just be friends
Prince of Tennis. unrotated photo — cause it’d take to much time to unrotate.
I won a Cascade badge from Misty in a vicious game of rock, paper, scissors.
Two kawaii girls in traditional Japanese Yukatas — They were speaking in bonefied Japanese.
Two of my teachers from parapara dancing. I enjoyed watching the guy to my left dance the most.
My cousin cosplayed as a character from a video game — persona or something or other?
Ahhh! It’s the cast from Avatar! I definitely want to do a coordinated cosplay if I go with friends.
It’s a computer trackpad… they vendor was yelling “touch their boobs!” to all of the people. As I walked away after taking the picture he shouted to me “you can touch!”
My cousin bought the “say no to walls” shirt which I love. It’s just so unexpected.
There where some famous singers, voice actors, and notable people from the Japanese anime industry there. Nergilis (band), Danny Choo (popular blogger and host), Maon Kurosaki, Kalifina, Miyuki Sawashiro (voiced characters from Angel beats!, Beelsebub, Arakawa under the bridge). I saw Arakawa under the Bridge and The Girl who Leaped through time while I was there — both are highly recommended.
アニメ エキスボ が 好き です。
P.S. You should subscribe if you like anime.
P.P.S. Or, if you say no to walls like me, follow me on twitter.
Leslie's First Dance
Posted: March 13, 2011 Filed under: humor, Life, Randomness Leave a comment »
I started off on an awkward foot but steadily became accustomed to flailing my body around to the rhythm. I looked around to my classmates who were dancing around without any reservations and took note. Most of the time was spent dancing in a certain group of schoolmates so I wasn’t worried about a guy coming up to me and doing what I like to call the “faux butt sex move.” I’m pretty sure a guy’s genitals came in touch with my butt once, but I turned around and looked him straight in the eye. He and his friend delved deeper into the crowd. Afterwards, my level of hearing went down to the equivalent of an 80 year old senior citizen. If you want to dance but not dance with sneezy guys then you have to be at the edge of the crowd but near the music so I was next to the speakers almost the entire time. My original plan was to watch my friends dance from the back of the room like a creepy stalker. I actually had fun. *gasp*
All in all it was a good experience. Would I like to experience it again? Errr, very sparingly. Halfway through I realized I lost my name tag. My very important name tag needed to enter the business competitions. Shit. I squeezed my way through the suffocating crowd several times. I found 5 nametags on the floor and threw them onto the stage since my name wasn’t on them. There was one point where I spotted a name tag in between two people grinding and thought to myself “damn… I need that nametag. Awkwardness is inevitable. How do I make this as least awkward as possible?” After a few rounds of thinking how to approach this, I stuck my leg in between and the guy started dancing on leg looking like “yeah, wanna join?”. I moved my leg further in without actually moving the homeland (aka my body), stomped on the nametag, dragged it back, picked it up, and walked away. Then I threw it onto the stage. The next day I had to buy another one for $2.
I went on a field trip with my business club, DECA a few weeks back. Last year I left the dance after 10 minutes because I was soooo uncomfortable and watched The Real Housewives of Orange County with my senior roomates who had boyfriends.
We stayed in a nice hotel next to a 3 story mall. Both places were consumed by thousands of teenagers from all across the state in both casual clothes and business attire (suits, blazers, pantyhose, heels).
Do something that makes you uncomfortable. You might enjoy it.
