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DAY 4414(i)

Jalsa, Mumbai Apr 7/8, 2020 Tue/Wed 8:14 AM

Alright .. tempers cooled a bit though not entirely .. the Tumblr format has again changed and it is off putting .. but what .. an alternative is not available , so one endures ..

Please find below the social media links for the film, you can retweet this link on twitter on Facebook and can share this link, however since the duration is longer you will have to upload the video natively on IGTV on Instagram. Attached is a google drive link of the film from where you can download the video and then upload it on IGTV on Instagram.

Twitter- https://twitter.com/SonyTV/status/1247187306764619779 FB- https://www.facebook.com/watch/?v=983267872088458

Instagram https://www.instagram.com/tv/B-pQ_7yFW7n/?igshid=i8f5n3jua5au

Google drive link with mp4 for IGTV

SO ... these be the links that were given to me by Sony PR and when displayed at various platforms gave the enthusiasm that was written about in the previous .. yes .. appreciation came in waves upon waves .. known and unknown alike .. connected and unconnected .. all .. from and without too .. pro and anti .. those in support and those in non support .. they that cooperated , and they that distanced themselves from support and the coop .. we are all mere beings .. the universe fills itself with so many .. many of difference and different kind .. when the grains on each leaf .. when the microscopic elements .. of virus shape size and disposition exist in natures creation .. what are humans .. ?

Blessed be all .. they all contributed .. contributed in applause and in reject .. reject is most important .. gives fight a chance .. without it fight would be an imbecile .. unarmed, weak and without prepare .. unpreparedness is a curse .. prepare .. keep ready for use .. it comes in use , anytime without warning .. so eń gardè .. or whatever the correct French is .. French , yes the beauty of its rendition .. the sweetest in the world .. next valued be Bengali , the tongue .. the delicacy of its existence, its presence in the many wondrous elements ..

BUT .. I stray ..

Yes the completion of the ‘film’ was a task .. a gentle idea shared by Prasoon Pandey, Director of Ad., films and with whom I had worked several times .. with him and his elder Piyush Pandey, head of that Ad., conglomerate O&M .. and when it came across to me , the thought of its extension in the format seen finally gave incentive to bring in greater value to it .. so I thought, I worked , I reacted, I shared , I got approval and then went to each of those stratospheric stars and celebrities with the idea .. calling them several times .. connecting them all .. all over the World all over the places they lived .. and then their agree .. the designing of the Demo by Prasoon .. the passing it on to the respective and in explanation , each one , each location .. convincing them .. and then the wait for their portion to arrive and putting it together .. the creatives all being followed up by the team .. each little protocol to be put in place .. diplomatically .. politically .. egoistically .. to be CORRECT and accepted .. yes .. all .. all done in this wonder world of internet wires and the mobility of the hand phone .. the modern day invention par excellence .. oh , done and covered with suitable time difference delays .. some within the time zone some not .. some really really far away .. but their love and support impeccable ..

That done the negotiate with what to be done with it .. in times of trial it does not bode well to be seen in frivolous acts .. so consider who we are , how we are , and what we are .. and who they that make us who we are .. the workers and their plight in this locked out premise .. without a daily earning , without their normal existence , without the essentials ..

We must give back to them .. so .. worked on sponsors TV outlets , personal contribution and arrived successfully .. TV shall be Sony .. sponsor shall be Kalyan Jewellers .. and the distribution shall be pan India , pan workers of all the Industries of film in the nation .. NSEW .. and which is why NSEW in the representation of the artists .. Hindi, Marathi, Malayalam, Kannad, Tamil, Telugu, Bengali, Punjabi .. pan India in representation .. pan India in language .. pan India in the work force .. just a pan India film .. a film titled ‘FAMILY’ .. for we are one and we are one family .. this film Industry of the country .. !!

NOW .. then .. as the tech readiness readies itself .. the promotion ..

Promotion promotion .. back to the net and the con calls with concerned and with the GANG GANG .. gang gang .. the title given by the girls in house .. Navya Naveli and Shweta .. who find it amusing our confabulations on these con calls, hence an amusing title .. its accepted .. SO .. yes promo .. the written from the obvious sources ‘reeks of garlic from every pore’ .. it stinks .. and then a suggestion ans endeavour to do it by the self .. done and agreed upon after con calls and net issues with the masters .. no disrespect .. but yaa , it not happening people .. ok .. so do it yourself , fine .. sitting and designing it in the mind and WHAM ! .. got it .. now to shoot it in these conditions .. so Abhishek come on assist me with the camera work .. out in the back yard .. a quick shoot .. and a quick forwarding in sense first to all the concerned and then approval of it to be given final tech touches .. done ..

So then put it out .. time running ot .. get the tech right .. net mobile and every other communication in use .. and done and out on the required platforms ..

BUT .. within all this, setting up the personal shoot of the film continues with able help again from the children .. re takes and re shoots .. and delivered to the tech team .. they work .. the ideas continue to improve or adjust or remove .. some have come in time others delayed , time running out again the 9Pm slot has been advertised ..

FINALLY .. on air ..

BUT .. and there are so many buts .. other works continue .. domestic pre cautionary checks on sanitation and sanitising .. staff reduced , staff homed within, staff looked after in excess ..

.. and also the monitoring of the personal feeding that continues in various parts of the city .. 2000 packets of food each day .. lunch and dinner .. for the poor and needy .. and the bigger 3000 bags of essentials delivered to take care of 3000 families provisions for a month .. average of 4 per family works to the reach of approx 14,000 ..

Working then for the FAMILY out reach and devising methodology of the distribution to the mentioned workers .. the data access with the Head of the Employees Nation wide Association .. retailer sought and fixed .. gift coupons and cash to be given out to the approx 100,000 of them, with the sponsor and personal fund collected .. to last them for month ..

THEN .. back to the desk .. there is urgent need from the Capital on a campaign design and completion within urgent needs .. lat night getting that done ..

AND .. also in simultaneous work on the poem of hope from Babu ji .. rendering it here .. con calls with recordist there .. music directors in another there .. they be two in respective homes and no studio set ups .. but the ingenious working force and minds successful .. it is after 72 attempts that it looks like going on platforms .. perhaps to day .. perhaps .. apprehensive for that too .. how what where and when .. ahhhh .. just let it be say the girls in the house .. the main girl stuck away from home in Delhi .. attending Parliament when the shut happened .. so she remain where she is .. and Face Time WhatsApp .. ZINDABAD !!

OH dear forgot .. another request for the voice rendition on the conditions we are in .. at it till 4 am .. and now from 6 .. rendered in rough waiting approval .. damn the files have not gone through .. WeTransfer warns .. damnnn ..

Ok shall try resize and getting the email ID correct .. .. ahhahahahhhgggrr ..

this post is sounding like a brain damaged ‘haemoglobin of the country of the system’ devoured and entirely consumed by the chemical ChSo2 .. sorry that be a College insensitive linguaexpletiva .. !!!! Pardoń .. is the French right .. eh .. who cares ..

BUT .. I tell you .. in all this mesmerising work schedule .. the imagery of Babuji his words his thoughts his books his voice keep me company in excess .. they bring the water in the eyes ..

I must leave now .. cannot allow it to drip on the post pages ..

Amitabh Bachchan

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for-ests · 4 years

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Always Enough- Peter Parker x Reader

Okay so this imagine was an anon request that I had previously posted, but I accidentally deleted. I didn't mean to, so here’s a re-upload. Happy finals & sorry my dumbass clicked the wrong button on tumblr mobile because im stupid

Summary (bc the request deleted w/ the post): The reader realizes she had been neglecting Peter because she was stressed over school. Peter thinks there might be another reason because she has become distant. Confrontation and angst follows!

Word count: 2, 360

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Finals were a killer, especially for a nursing major like yourself. The stress of it all made you want to curl up into a ball and cry. Cry for hours until you couldn't cry no more.

But that wasn't an option. What you dreamed of becoming, something simple, yet incredibly difficult, was growing out of reach. Your hours of studying had led you nowhere, only to barely tangible grades. Grades that were barely above average. You were disappointed, discouraged, and running out of options.

What else would you do with your life? Becoming a nurse was the only thing you had ever wanted to be, it was all you knew. Ever since aliens rained in the sky, your only motive was to help the ones who couldn't help themselves. But how could you ever hope to do that when you couldn't pass biochem?

What didn't help your anxious mind was the house you had to stress over, and your minimum wage restaurant job that didn't add to your required expertise. Tears welled in your eyes as you remembered you had to lay a payment down on your ever-increasing student loans. Maybe college wasn't for you. Perhaps it was never meant to be. Your summer money was running out and fast.

Just breathe. You repeated. I don't have time to cry.

You could cry after you studied. And right now, you had barely glanced at your flashcards for more than ten minutes. It seemed like you were paralyzed, sitting in bed with your flashcards scattered around you, all of them laid out and waiting for involvement.

Just as you were about to pick up the first card, your phone buzzed beside you. Instinctively, you glanced at it, your heart dropping when you saw Peter's name flash across the screen.

Date. You had a date night, and you forgot.

"Fuck!" You cursed out loud, the tears you had tried so hard to control seeming to burst over your eyelids. How could you forget?

Peter: I'll be there in 15 minutes :D

You replied immediately, glancing at yourself in the phone's reflection. You looked terrible and distraught beyond compare.

Y/N: Peter…im so sorry I forgot, i'm not ready

Peter: oh

Y/N: i have a huge exam soon, maybe its for the best that we rain check? i'm sorry I know ive done this before but im really stressed about it

Peter: we havent talked for days, y/n, i think theres more going on than what youre telling me

Y/N: what? of course not wtf

Peter: im coming over anyways, ill be there soon

Y/N: why?

Peter: we have to talk.

Your heart dropped down to your stomach. Those words were what you had been dreading, and all focus you had managed to gather vanished into thin air. You knew you had been neglecting Peter's affections. Even if every fiber in your being wanted to make him the single most important thing in your life.

It had been almost a week since you'd seen him, and honestly, it was painful in the most innocent way.

But Peter didn't have to worry like you did. He was gifted and already had his entire life ahead of him, set in the middle of Stark industries. But you never asked for a handout, you never asked for help. Even though you knew he was the smartest young man around. You were proud to be his, and the thought of that disappearing was more detrimental to you that failing your upcoming exam.

Y/N: ok, front door is open

Tears were rolling down your cheeks at this point. You had been with Peter for over a year and had gone without seeing him for longer, but he was right. This time was different. This was the third date you had canceled without wanting to, but sometimes apologizing wasn't enough. Peter deserved a lengthy explanation of what you were really going through.

You were so used to holding back your emotions, that times like this were an occasional reoccurrence. You had always been so afraid of unloading your burdens onto others that you still sometimes forgot that having a boyfriend came with that perk. He was still going to love and cherish you if you asked for help and advice. Hell, you needed to realize that he wanted to.

That was a factor of why you were so in love with Peter. He always listened, and sometimes, even push the truth out of you when he could tell you needed it.

"You're already crying, huh." A sad smile was on Peter's face as he opened the door. His sudden appearance startled you, and you managed to chuckle despite the circumstances.

"You know me." You sniffled, immediately embarrassed by the state he had caught you in. Instinctively, you brushed your hair to the side and dabbed the tears from under your eyes. You could feel the remnants of Make-up drying to your skin.

"I didn't mean to ruin your study-"

"But we need to talk." You finished, shoving your school supplies to the edge of the bed. You made enough room, so he was able to sit comfortably.

Slightly embarrassed, you kept your gaze averted as best as you could. Just Peter's presence made your heart flutter, and a part of you was trying to prepare for the worst. You might really lose him this time. And for what? Yes, school was incredibly important, so, so important. But so was Peter, and you needed to find a balance.

Your silence was enough to beckon Peter's thoughts into the open.

"I just need to make sure you're still serious… about us." His voice was soft as if it was struggling to stay neutral.

Finally, gaining the courage to look at him, you locked eyes. Peter's gaze was heavy and forthcoming, and it took all of your willpower to swallow the knot in your throat.

"Of course, I am." The conviction was entirely evident in your tone. So much so, that Peter fell silent. His accusations seemed to die in his throat, but he knew that if he didn't get them out now, they would creep back to him later.

"It's hard to tell sometimes," Peter muttered, unable to gaze at your confused expression. You looked so hurt.

Your silence beckoned him to continue.

"I haven't properly talked with you in a week. You've canceled our last three dates… it seems like you never want to hang out with me anymore."

Peter winced. He was a grown man, and he sounded like a child. Yet, he had let so many things slide, hoping you would come around, hoping you would make it up to him. Perhaps he had been selfish to only think of himself in the relationship. He failed to realize that maybe in attempts to please him, you were putting your own future on the line.

"I know you're going through a lot, but you can't even seem to talk about it." Peter's shoulders felt tense, his eyebrows knitting together in an agitated expression. His leg was bouncing up and down uncontrollably. He looked like he was about to burst.

"I'm sorry." You said, trying to swallow the knot in your throat. Pausing, you tried to gather your thoughts into cohesive sentences that would soothe his anxious mind.

"There's nobody else, right?" He suddenly blurted, actually turning his head to look at you. Insecurity was glazed in his eyes for the first time.

"Why would you even think that?" You said, startled. The question felt as if he had shoved your head underwater and held it there just long enough for you to choke on the liquid.

His expression was blank for the first time. Vulnerability at its finest. "My life isn't perfect, you know. I overthink just like you. I need reassurance."

Peter was so calm, so calm that it worried you. Though you were already afraid of how this conversation would go, it hurt you to realize that this conversation was the result of your actions. You failed to make Peter feel special like you had promised. Like he had promised you. Relationships go both ways, and for the last couple of weeks, it had only gone one.

"No, Peter. There will never be anyone else."

He sighed, relaxing slightly. "You've been acting weird. I don't really know what to think."

"I told you a billion times, I'm studying. After work, that's literally all I do. And I need to focus."

"I feel like there's more. It feels weird to not see a text from you when I wake up. It feels weird to not hear your voice. I don't… I don't like it, Y/N. Even if that's selfish."

And selfish it was. Peter expected you to be transparent while he was hiding possibly the biggest secret in the world. Maybe that was why he was so worried about how much you loved him. Peter wanted to be honest with you. He wanted you to know he was spider-man, but right now, he still couldn't bring himself to. Perhaps he was looking for a reason.

"I'm sorry." Your hands were clenched in your lap. "I've never had to deal with this before. Everything is so new, even if we've been together for a year. I've never cared about anyone like this, and I can't manage my time."

Peter paused as if every word in this conversation pained him to no end. His eyes were glossy, his mind unclear. He was desperately trying to understand why you were isolating himself. "You can't make any time for me?"

"That's the thing, I can't focus on anything else when I'm with you." Your lip quivered. "And that's a problem."

"It's not for me." He said quickly. "I make time for you, and you don't for me. And you need to tell me why."

You glanced away, embarrassed. No matter what you said, the reason wouldn't be good enough. You were just a bad girlfriend.

Peter reached his hand out and pulled you to him. You rested your chin upon his shoulder, soothed to feel his warmth once again. "You need to tell me, Y/N. We've made it work for this long, and all of a sudden, it stopped."

Your body started to shake. Trying to muffle your sob, you brought your hand to your mouth. It was all too much.

"-You have your whole life together, Peter. I have nothing, I still have to work for it. I'm not as smart as you, I'm-"and that's when the tears started to flow. It was a literal flood, tear after tear poured over your eyelids until they were bloodshot, until pressure pounded through your head.

Before you could finish, your face was pressed against Peter's chest. He held you tightly, his sweatshirt dabbing up your tears of sorrow. You gripped tightly to him, releasing the stress that had been building up inside of you for the last two weeks.

He did not know what else to do. Showing you that he loved you seemed like the most viable option. Sometimes all you had to do was listen, and that was enough.

"I got a bad grade on my midterm exam, one that I didn't study for because I spent my time with you—I thought-"

"Shh." He stroked your hair, understanding what you meant without a complete explanation.

"I work so hard, and it's never enough-"

"It's always enough, Y/N."

"I got so caught up in it that I neglected you in the process. So much so that you thought I was cheating on you" you inhaled sharply, whimpering against him, so many different emotions swirling through your mind. "You're the best thing in my life, and I put you second…"

"Look at me, Y/N." He cupped your cheeks in a swift movement, forcing you to look at him through tear-filled eyes. "You are enough for me. That's why I bothered to have this conversation with you. That's why I care." He pressed his lips against your forehead. "I love you."

"I love you too, Peter." You tilted your head up to kiss him wholly on the lips. You were a mess, but Peter had always told you that you looked beautiful when you cried.

"Rosy cheeks." He whispered, patting down your hair, inhaling your scent, and appreciating the beauty you constantly radiated.

You chuckled, sniffling loudly. Peter always said that after you had a successful mental break down, your cheeks brandished a rosy shade.

"Shut up." You whispered, tightening your grip around his torso. His back fell against your bed, and you shifted to lay completely on top of him. The firmness of his chest underneath you caused instant relaxation, instant relief. Maybe, just maybe, being in his presence was enough to get rid of the stress from everyday life.

The corners of your eyes were raw and red, yet it complimented your shade. Peter vowed from the moment he had met you, that he would never let any harm come to you. The last thing Peter had ever expected was that he might be the reason, instead of the world.

At least, for now, he had the power to fix it. You were the love of his life, and he had never felt so gratified to be in anyone else's presence.

Peter's fingers traced light, small circles on your back. He could hear your heartbeat slow. The softness of your finger against his was enough to help him close his eyes.

He was at peace, real peace for the first time in weeks.

"We need to remind ourselves to talk about shit more." You mumbled sleepy, almost inaudible. "So this doesn't happen again, because I hate it."

"Me too, babe." He whispered, content with watching you rise and fall in sync with his breathing.

"I couldn't bear to lose you."

#tom holland x reader #peter parker x reader #peter parker fanfiction #peter parker imagine #peter parker

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saleintothe90s · 6 years

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353. The final Cheers (May 20, 1993)

When I was little, I was mildly obsessed with Cheers. I watched it with my parents almost every day in syndication, before the news. I had the expanded TV Guide cover for the series finale on my wall above my bed the week this episode aired. Where they’re all trying to figure out Norm’s bar tab.

Right before I graduated from Mary Baldwin in 2010, I found a tape at the local library book sale, it was unlabeled. It just had the clip show and the finale on it, recorded off the NBC station in nearby Charlottesville, Virginia. I thought I accidentally got rid of the tape, until I found it again recently:

I uploaded the entire clip show and finale with commercials intact, in 13 parts, because that’s all Streamable allows are 10 minute clips. Although yes you can watch the finale on dailymotion, isn’t it more fun with the commercials? You get that real right before the Summer of 1993 feeling.

(1 2, 3, 4, 5, 6, 7, 8, 9, 10, 11, 12)

*note, i’ve been told by my readers that streamable doesn’t work on mobile. I am so sorry about that. for some reason dailymotion doesn’t work for me anymore when I try to upload ?? Anybody else having this problem ?? Multiple question marks.

Four things about the clip show:

1. I am absolutely dead at the scene with Fraiser and his ivy vest, trying to Cliff Note Dickens with the gang.

2. Only Diane would wear giant shoulder pads, a suit, and a lace blouse with a collar almost up to her chin to her (almost) wedding to Sam.

3. Sam has grey hair behind the scenes at rehearsal, but you can tell in the makeup chair that they cover it up. Maybe with the stuff Doris used on Jay Sherman in the first episode of The Critic:

4. At the end, Bob Costas says, “CRANK UP THE VCR, THIS SHOULD BE A KEEPER!”

Notes for the episode

1. The crowd at the bar is watching the Cable Ace Awards. That was a thing back then, cable shows had its own award show because the Emmys didn’t recognize them -- the awards would be discontinued in 1997. The boys were looking for for Kim Alexis, but instead Diane won a Cable Ace!

2. “Oh, yes, the beginning of your political career. It started out as a small joke and turned into an enormous one.” - Frasier on Woody being elected to city council.

3. Rebecca is wearing about 50 yards of fabric. As we all did in 1993.

4. The first episode of cheers began with Champagne, (Diane and her Professor’s botched engagement) and the last episode of Cheers begins with Champagne (Rebecca and Don’s botched engagement).

5. The shot when Diane calls Sam looks like it was filmed six states away.

6. Carla’s major freakout when Diane enters Cheers.

7. I forgot that Diane and Woody knew each other, but they shared about 1 1/2 years together on the show.

8. The scene where Diane and Sam, and their faux spouses eat at Melville’s upstairs was so strange to me when I originally saw this when I was 9. Was this the only time we saw the inside of Melvilles?! I just remember it being so PINK. Rebecca finally said yes to Don, btw.

9. Binging with Babish needs to make the dessert Sam describes to Diane:

You know, it's just that they, uh, they have this great dessert here, but you have to order it for two.

What kind of dessert is it? Well, they start with ice cream.

I love ice cream.

Oh, no, but this is the best ice cream.

It's sweet, rich, creamy.

What do they do to it? Cover it with lots and lots of thick raspberry sauce all over.

All over? They can't stop themselves.

Sounds so sinful.

There's more.

More? What more could they do? Well, they heat up the raspberry sauce.

How hot do they get it? How hot would you like it?

10. Aw, Woody got Norm a job with the City of Boston.

11. Hanger-oner Paul is in this episode way too much. Paul looks kinda duck-like to me.

12. Sam, ain’t noone curr that you and Diane are getting married. It’s bizarre that Sam would just walk away from Cheers like that so suddenly.

13. Diane: The screenplay for which I was so extravagantly honored was based on your life.

Carla: You were my inspiration. Really?

Diane: Yes.It's the story of a resilient, hard working mother, bucking all odds to raise her six children.

Carla: Six? I got eight.

Diane: Good God! You breed like a fly!

Carla: Well, uh, this movie- people liked it?

Daine: They loved it, Carla.People were inspired by the plight of my heroine.

Carla: Yeah? Well, what happens to me? I mean, you know, to her, in the end.

Diane: Well out of the despair and frustration of her unmanageable life, she goes berserk and takes out a few people with an Uzi.

14. Sam and Diane’s airplane seats are gigantic. Sam is manspreading big time here.

15. Does Carla have BABY EARRINGS?! WE NEED CARLA BABY EARRINGS RIGHT NOW. SOMEONE PUT THEM ON ETSY.

16. Norm: Gonna go home to Vera.

Sam: Vera?

Norm: My wife.Maybe you remember her? That is her name, isn't it? See ya

17. Sam: Doc, help me out here, man. You want a fine cigar? Huh?

Frasier: I'd love to, Sam, but Lilith just called and she wants me to bring home Chinese tonight.I I hope she meant the food.She's been really weird lately and you know...

Speaking of Lilith, I wonder why she wasn’t in the final episode.

18. Aw, the sweetest scene is everybody coming back after pretending to be mad at Sam.

19. Rebecca’s outfit. She got married in that.

20. “Know what, Sammy, I love that stool! If there's a heaven, I don't want to go there unless my stool is waiting for me.”

21. I watched this with my parents when I was 9, when Sam said, “Sorry! We’re closed!”, 9 year old me began bawling. My mom took me to bed that night, and I was still crying, and she was like, “Cheers will still be on tv!”

Commercial notes

(for comparison, here are WICD’s commercials from Illinois.)

The Bud commercial with the guys rescuing the baby cows!

Ambush in Waco was a TV movie that was put together just a month after the Waco standoff ended. Tim Daly from Wings played David Koresh!

Mad About You ran a very special commercial where they watch Cheers, but Paul insists that he has never heard the Cheers theme song. Mad About You came on on Saturdays back in 1993!

There was a promo for the final episode of Saved by the Bell, and the first episode of the college years. Why do the boys look SO much older from the last episode of SBTB to the first episode of College Years? SBTB fans, help.

The reporter in the Channel 29 news report calls President Clinton “Mr. Clinton”... Mister? Look at that janky set. A faux plant and a broken computer.

Just like the Waco movie, there was a movie about Hurricane Andrew, which happened the previous Summer. I’m sure the people whose neighborhoods were blown away by Andrew really appreciated it.

“THE STARS ARE BACK ON NBC!!” “HEY! I NEVER LEFT!” Oh, yall know that Frasier’s dad, John Maroney was a guest on Cheers?

Oh god, Jay and Branford Marsalis. They didn’t get along. I found the entire Tonight Show episode on YouTube, where everybody gets drunk.

I want to thank everybody for all the notes I got on this post.

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shslshortie · 6 years

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Again, sorry for the text posts and emotional roller coasters

But I need a chronological list of all the shit that happened in the last 24 hours

So like last night both my Little and The Boy were drunk texting me compliments and loving nice things, and I was overwhelmingly happy cuz I felt wanted from people I cared about and it was great

But i was also so fucking mad at the Pokémon Go algorithms for taunting me with like 4 Pokémon that I had been wanting forever, only to have them eat all my balls and run away or run away after one try.

Then today, it was still good! My mom and I went to the beach! That was fun!

Until I almost had a panic attack in the Whole Foods parking lot cuz my apps wouldn’t log in and I had to deal with Duo Mobile being an absolute ass while I tried to log in to my school email. I didn’t have a full blown one, but it took every ounce of energy to not have one.

Then I bought a gift for my friend from color guard who’s brain cancer came back for a third time, and I was really emotional about it.

Then when I went to go try on some clothes, I realized that was a terrible idea since I’ve gained almost 20 pounds since I last went clothes shopping, and I almost cried when I things wouldn’t buckle or zip and I almost ripped something trying to get it off.

When I got home, I was texting with The Boy, and the gist of it is this: “Sorry I didn’t mean to say ‘Taking Dani’”. “Lol it’s fine, I wouldn’t know what that is even if you were”. “I dunno, taking you out?” And then I said “well you could” and he said “well where would you wanna go”

But I also said a garbage can cuz I’m trash, and I’m an awkward fuck who didn’t know how to respond without being like “date me plz”

And that was all fine and dandy, but then things get shitty outside of boyland

My mom and I are planning New Years Eve plans, and I realize how much I hate it here and how much I would give to be doing almost ANYTHING else.

Then I found out from my friend (who all my high school friends hated) that my high school friends and ex are having a NYE party that I wasn’t invited to, but she was, which made me feel like shit.

Then I see all of the snaps and posts from the guard and band in New Orleans and at Band Banquet… and like no matter how much I hated Guard, post season and the trips and away games are so much fun. And I wouldn’t have to be in Irvine feeling sorry for myself. And my best friend lives in NOLA and I could literally have just hung out with her instead whenever we had free time.

Then I had to deal with my crazy aunt and she wouldn’t even let me look at my phone for 20 seconds to check the time while I was with her, and I had to listen to her talk about interior design and her desk job for about 2 hours.

Then I got more pissed off at Pokémon Go (I still really like it cuz I’m getting all of my first Pokémon that I had growing up, but I’m still mad at Niantic for obviously wanting to make money by selling poke balls and making them harder to get and Pokémon easier to FIND but harder to CATCH.)

THEN

Then.

Then I get a text from my drunk Little (who if you’re keeping track is The Boy’s best friend, and they are both in town right now)

And he said that he got too drunk

So I asked him why and if he was okay

And he said “well The Boy and Summer were making out, so I chugged The Boy’s drink to get him to stop drinking but also cuz I had to be drunk to deal with it, but then I realized I was WAY too drunk”

For reference; that girl is the same girl that our mutual friend said “misunderstood The Boy’s personality and normal flirtiness as being into her” which is why I was cautious around him for a while. But now, 1) either he does like her, 2) he is leading her on, 3) she’s gonna get her feelings hurt and so am I and I’m gonna feel bad about pursuing him, or 4) he was just looking for someone to drunk make out with, BUT if he was… and if she ends up liking him again… like she’s my friend too…

She’s not /that/ much of a friend, like I was more friends with him and most of the other people in the friend group, but still… this could get messy if I even feel like still pursuing him.

Plus he also left me on read for a while; and my little left cuz he was too drunk and needed to get out of there. So I have no idea what happened after that. They could have slept together for all I know

(I doubt that happened. Our mutual friend said that he has a rule about sleeping with friends. But still)

Then like 10 minutes later he snap chatted me. Then he snapchatted me again after I uploaded something to my story. Then he replied to a text (and texted me again) after like 2 days (which I honestly forgot about. I thought I just stopped texting him cuz the convo didn’t have much substance over text).

I still haven’t opened them. I also turned off Snapchat notifications so I wouldn’t be tempted to open it. I’m going to when I wake up, but I can’t do that while I’m upset

I’m just like ???? Does he realize he fucked up???? Or is he trying to go on like nothing happened???????

Like I’m like 70% sure my Little doesn’t know that The Boy is /The Boy/ but like…

It’s not like we are dating. We are just heavy flirting that hasn’t even been sexual in the least. It’s all been nice stuff like compliments on hair and face and smile and personality. Or silly like with triple and quadruple chins. And stupid with Yuri on ice and fanfiction and video games and alcohol. Like I can’t be mad, but like I’m still hurt. I’m trying not to be. And I’m trying not to be petty.

Like by petty, I mean that after the sadness and anger, came me bargaining being like “oh well I’m cuter, so what could he be doing kissing her? Maybe he’s just sad that I’m not there” and like… that’s literally terrible of me to be thinking…

But also now I just realized that all of them are gonna be there for New Years Eve together and he’s probably gonna kiss her again at the ball drop :( and I’m sad again.

But Jesus Christ like I’m trying not to be so hung up over this, but like…. this was exactly the opposite of what I needed today with everything hitting the fan. Because for the majority of today I’ve felt unwanted, useless, fat and ugly, and now I’m not even worth a thought from the ONLY thing that has been good this break.

Like Jesus Christ I’ve never been cheated on, and this is not him cheating, but like… I’m still so upset because it feels like it. Cuz I got my hopes up. And like he probably thought I would never find out. Honestly I probably wish that my Little never told me, but it’s probably a good thing. But it’s also a terrible thing cuz now as I keep talking to him, it’s probably all I’m gonna be thinking about. And if by some wonder we still go on our kinda planned date, or still watch Yuri on Ice together, or even start dating… like I’m gonna keep thinking about that, or worrying if he still likes summer or summer still likes him.

and god I’m never gonna be able to sleep I hate this. I’m so upset. This shouldn’t keep making me cry but I keep crying. And like I know it’s not just about him but IT MADE EVERYTHING SO MUCH WORSE.

Ugh I’m sorry

#im sorey #this is so logn #im sorry #shut up dani #The Boy

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oppatxtme · 7 years

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Christian Yu: What’s On Sight (2)

CHRISTIAN YU x READER x JAY PARK

Chapter 1 // Chapter 2 // Chapter 3 // Chapter 4 // Chapter 5 // Chapter 6 // Chapter 7 // Chapter 8 // Chapter 9

WARNING: Just some curse words in some part. (sorry)

A/N: (Nhaks lakas maka-A/N HAHA!) Anyways, hello guys! Here I am again. Sorry if I uploaded this late? Or too early? That it's too short for my liking. The truth is I planned to add this to the first post but decided not to. To avoid confusion. Again I apologize with this. I’m still new to this and had a lot to learn. Hope that you all understand. Thank you for that!

Also, just keep in mind that English is not my native language so there might be some spelling and grammar error. Sorry for my lack of talent and I promise to work hard on this. Thank you and please enjoy. Any feedback is well loved. <3

The day went fast and tiring.

As you finish the last report that you needed to submit for the day, you checked on the time on your desktop.

It's already 4 pm. One more hour and you’re out of that hell place.

Lost in thought, you got surprised when your direct telephone rang. You checked the caller ID flashing, hoping that it’s not your OIC.

And when you see the ID number, and the name of your friend, you answer it smiling.

"Hey! Are you sleeping and it took you so long to pick up?" You hear her laughing.

"Of course not. How can I sleep when my assistant keeps on sending me reports that I need to double check just because she doesn’t have any confidence in it." You act as if you're irritated.

"Well, I apologize for that Madam, if you find me as useless as ever. Don't you worry; I'll make it up to you. How about we grab some pizza or something after work?"

"Wow! Looks someone is in a good mood."

You remember that just last week, you both gone out for some girls night out just because she and his boyfriend got a fight.

"Do I sound like that?" she laughs as if it surprised her.

"So what’s the plan? Tell me before I change my mind and just go straight home."

"I already send you a message about it. But I think you’re not checking your cell phone. That's unusual."

"Ah, you did?"

"What's up?" she sounds worried. "Oh shoot! Mrs. Nashreen is calling on the other line. Let's just talk about it later."

"Okay, but there's nothing to talk about." You said before dropping the call.

'Haaaash... Now that I'm done with my work, I guess it's time to face my dilemma that I tried to forget while working.'

You get your mobile on one of your tables drawer. It's on ‘Do Not Disturb' mode that’s why you didn’t even notice it at all.

But when you scroll the notification you had. Your eyes got bigger that it could pop out at any second.

After reading his last message, you checked the time and end up calculating it on the one hour he said.

'AAAAAAARGH! Just 5 minutes left!'

Without giving it much of a thought, you just swipe his contact ID and the next thing you saw on your mobile screen is that you're calling him.

After just one rang on the other line, he picks up.

'God, why did he answer so quickly. Did he really wait for me all day? Now I feel so terrible. Way to go Y/N.'

"Y/N?" Just hearing him say your name in a very sad voice doesn’t make you feel any better.

"Oh? Christian.. What’s up? What’s with all the fuzz?" You tried to ignore the fact that he just confesses to you earlier that day.

'You just level up on your stupidity. Congrats Y/N'

He didn’t answer, instead, you heard his sight. "Don’t be like that Y/N. We needed to talk, and you know why."

Now it’s your turn to sight a long one. Just to calm your mind.

"I'm so sorry Christian. You know that I already had so much in mind before and after hearing what you said, my mind just went blank. Honestly, I felt like I've been in a total auto-pilot mode till now."

"I know. It’s okay, and I'm sorry if I end up pressuring you with all of this. I really am sorry Y/N. Please don't hate me."

"Wait, what? Why would you think that I hate you?"

"Well because you -" He will say something more but you cut him off.

"Is it because I didn’t respond on any of your calls and messages?" You guessed.

"Well, yeah."

You laugh. Even though you’re not sure what for, but you just felt like it’s the only way you could think clearly with all this over thinking shit.

"Christian Yu, you know for a fact that it’s hard for me to hate you and it's stupid of me if I even think of hating you just because of what you said." You decide to be positive about it. 'Positive thoughts'. "Tell you what, why wouldn’t we just talk more about this once I got home?"

"Are you still at work? I'm sorry, did I disturb you? I hope not." He sounded more worried all of a sudden.

"Don't worry too much Christian, I'm done with my work and just waiting for the time so I can finally go. And please enough saying 'SORRY', you know I hate that word. And ‘what’s done is done’ remember? That’s my motto. Haha!"

"Okay, if you say so. I'm just happy that we're now talking and you confirmed me that you don’t hate me. Thank you, Y/N."

You couldn’t help but smile dumbly by yourself. Somehow you felt relieved. And with all the things that keep on happening to you, this is the first time you felt that you can get through this.

"No worries Christian. Just don’t stress yourself about me. I'm fine. Trust me with this; I can handle with my trashy life." You laugh when you heard him chuckle. "Oh yeah, I and Jamie have plans after work. So I might go home late. It's already 10 pm there, right? So how about I'll just call you tomorrow?" You happily suggested.

"Hmmmm.. Y/N?" He sounded worried again.

"What is it?"

"How about we just talk this all out by tomorrow?"

"Didn’t you heard me when that’s exactly what I just said? Haha."

"No. I mean, you and me, really talk about it tomorrow?"

"That’s what I've been saying. Now you're confusing me."

"Well, you said that it’s hard for you to hate me right? And I won’t say sorry because as per you, what’s done is done. I'll just hold to your words."

"What the heck are you blabbering about CHRISTIAN YU?!" Now you're confused. An idea pops in your head and hoping that what you think is wrong.

'Oh, you didn’t BAROM YOO! Or else you're definitely a dead meat!'

"I kinda already booked a direct flight to Dubai just before you called."

"YOU WHAAAAAT?!"

"Ergh, I thought you wouldn’t call. And I really wanted to talk to you face facing Y/N. Please understand."

"AAAARGGSSSSH! Seriously Christian Yu! How can you just decide all that just because I didn’t respond to you? You're making me insane."

"Because scared got the better of me Y/N. Scared that you might be gone in my life just like that. Scared that you've might decide to agree on your father’s terms. Scared that you might hate me. And scared to see you again with someone that isn’t me."

"Do you really love me that much Barom?"

You secretly cursed yourself by letting that question slip your mouth instead of just keeping it to yourself.

"God knows Y/N, I've always been in love with you. I just don't know how not to. Please forgive me."

What good deed did you do in your past life to even deserve to hear those very words Y/N.

You felt goosebumps and your face got red as an apple.

"Saying that won't save you on my punch and kicks once you step your foot here Christian. I won't give you any mercy with this." You said jokingly.

You heard him laugh. And it melts your heart. You felt weird.

"What can I do, there’s no refund policy. So I guess I'll just wear a punch proof or something."

You laugh at his lame joke.

You're about to say something when you heard a knock on your office door. When it open, a head of someone you’re too familiar with pops out.

"Oh, my! Jay Park in the flesh!" You said smiling back to the person who just finally enter your office. But the smile you had doesn’t stay that long when someone came behind him. "Dad?"

Lost and confuse is written all over your face.

"Y/N?"

You almost forgot that you’re talking to Christian.

"Oh yeah, something came up Ba. I'll just talk to you later."

And you end the call without waiting for his reply.

And you felt bad about it. But the two person towards of you is just too much to set aside.

Now that I think about it, I don’t know if I will feel relieved or not once Christian arrived by tomorrow.

(CHRISTIAN YU POV)

You heard a knock, you thought it’s your door, but it’s on Y/N.

"Oh, my! Jay Park in the flesh." She seemed surprised.

'Huh? Jay Park? The Jay Park? Why would he be there? Did Y/N know him? I have no idea. What the heck is going on there? What’s with all this?'

"Dad?" She sounded worried.

'Fuck! Don't tell me-?!'

"Y/N?"

"Oh yeah, something came up Ba. I'll just talk to you later." And then she hang-ups.

'Shit! I really need to be with Y/N fast!'

You contact again your secretary if it’s possible to book you with much earlier flight other than the one you already book.

Good enough she informed you that there’s an available flight and its within two hours from now.

Without any thought, you told her to change your flight with that and with any more words you hang up.

You need to get your things ready. And will just talk to the crew about your plan once you're already checked in.

You can’t take any more risk on delaying yourself to be with Y/N.

I know they will understand. Well, I do hope so. I just love her so much that I can't just sit back any longer. And what more worrying you is Jay Park.

What has he had to do and he just pops up like that.

TO BE CONTINUE...

Chapter 1 // Chapter 2 // Chapter 3 // Chapter 4 // Chapter 5 // Chapter 6 // Chapter 7 // Chapter 8 // Chapter 9

I apologize if it's too short. Time check 2:40 am and need to get some sleep. Haha. Thank you for reading. wait for the next update. Let's all see how Jay Park fit in this messy life Y/N have. ^__^

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CHARACTER SOCIAL MEDIA/TECH INFO ( repost don’t reblog please! )

SOCIAL MEDIA:

TWITTER NAME : adanvers NUMBER OF FOLLOWERS ON TWITTER : 450 WHAT DO THEY POST ABOUT ? Guns, motorcycles, working out, Maggie, Kara, and occasionally social activism.

FACEBOOK NAME : Alex Danvers NUMBER OF FACEBOOK FRIENDS : —– 50 WHAT DO THEY POST ABOUT ? : —– She never uses it. She hates Facebook.

INSTAGRAM NAME : alexdanvers NUMBER OF INSTAGRAM FOLLOWERS: —– 67 WHAT KIND OF PICTURES DO THEY UPLOAD ? guns, motorcycles, working out, Maggie, Kara... sensing a pattern here?

SNAPCHAT : adanvers TYPE OF PICTURES THEY UPLOAD ON MY STORY : doesn’t know how to do this. TYPE OF PICTURES THEY UPLOAD DIRECTLY AT PEOPLE : she hates snapchat but Kara made her get one.

MOBILE .

TYPE OF PHONE THEY OWN : iPhone 7 5 LATEST PEOPLE THEY CALLED : Kara, Maggie, Maggie, Kara, J’onn WHO WERE THEIR LAST 5 MISSED CALLS FROM : Eliza, Kara, Winn, Winn, Eliza LATEST TEXT AND WHO FROM : Maggie: Sorry... you saw Winn doing WHAT now? At WORK? Kid’s got bigger balls than I thought. Right on, Schott. LATEST PICTURE THEY TEXTED : A puppy she saw on the street which she texted to Kara.

LAST VIDEO THEY TEXTED : a video from game night where Kara forgot what a cucumber was called (she described it as a long pickle that women sometimes put on their eyes) and everyone else was crying laughing.

TYPE OF PICTURES ON THEIR PHONES : Maggie, Kara, guns, motorcycles--. TYPE OF VIDEOS ON THEIR PHONE : Same as above. ANYTHING ON THEIR PHONE THEY DON’T WANT PEOPLE TO SEE : all the racy/nsfw pictures she takes for Maggie. 5 MOST USED APPS: — instagram, duolingo, piano titles, google docs, youtube. WHO THEY CALL MOST OFTEN : Kara WHO THEY TEXT MOST OFTEN : Maggie LATEST VOICE MESSAGE AND WHO IT’S FROM : Eliza: “Alex, it’s been a while. If you have some time... please give me a call. I love you. I miss you. Hope to talk to you soon.” WEBSITES THEY VISIT MOST OFTEN : google, youtube, cnn BACKGROUND PICTURE ON THEIR PHONE : Maggie and her.

TAGGED BY: @marsdin TAGGING : @notallbusiness @nationalcityy @e1mayarah @inze

#✖ ❝i had locked my heart; i was imprisoned by dark.❞ ⇨ headcanons.

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Week 128: J-pop

http://zippyaudio3.com/download/reina-ueda-%E4%B8%8A%E7%94%B0%E9%BA%97%E5%A5%88_watashi-dori-%E3%83%AF%E3%82%BF%E3%82%B7-%E3%83%89%E3%83%AA/-569986_FWqKXF#.WRKBntnktTw.facebook

Hey guys!

Man, has it been a while. The summer has been busier than I originally anticipated. Hopefully, you saw the last update I posted. That explains fairly well what all I want to do this summer, and NEED to do this summer.

Anyway.. How is everybody?

…

Linda: They can’t answer you.

Shh, Linda. *whisper* I know, but I’m trying to be polite. *whisper*

So, the last post was good ol’ St. Paddy’s Day, March 17. It is now May 17.. I’m sorry I left you with that for two months. XD

So, what’s happened since then?

Well, finals. That was a week before my birthday. Oh yeah, I had a birthday!.. We’ll get to that.

Let’s start with grades. A couple of my professors waited until the latest allowable time to turn in grades, but I had my grades by Friday, May 5.

Here they are. I’m pretty happy with them.

EE 353 (Communication Systems) - B+

EE 358 (Control Systems) - A (pretty happy with this one)

EE 368 (Control Systems Lab) - C

CS 460 (Operating Systems) - A

EE 363 (Communication Systems Lab) - A

EE 477W (Senior Design II) - A

PSYC 460W (Psychology of Women) - A

Term GPA was 3.73, so I made Dean’s List! (=> 3.5)

I was trying to catch up in Control Systems after realizing I was taking the class too lightly. You don’t really learn things when you’ve already convinced yourself you don’t understand. Anyway, there were some tougher parts of the semester. I was freaking about this one report for Control Systems Lab, and I had convinced myself that it was due later than it was. The first section of that lab had two more days to do the simulations and write their report.. but I digress. I felt bad about doing that to Uncle Paco, being at the lab to ask questions when the assignment was due, and worked to get it done that night (I thought it was due by midnight). I apologized to Uncle Paco, and emailed my report before midnight. We worked things out, but I still got docked for the assignment. So did Evan, and we weren’t the only ones who thought it wasn’t due at that point. The last exam for Controls was the week before finals, and I thought it went pretty well. I actually figured out how Lag Compensation works during the exam (no one knew). XD

And the Communication Systems exams were brutal. I did pretty badly on the first one. It’s not that the questions were confusing, but there were so many! I told myself that if I had worked out more problems while studying, I could’ve finished the exam. There were 9 problems. I only had one actual final, and that was basically comprehensive. Also, Dr. Wu says that the exam problems are the same as the homework. They’re not entirely. He basically copied the exam from last year, and I didn’t have that exam to study for the first exam. Anyway, we get to the final (there were only two exams in total) which I’d been studying for for a couple days. But the final was.. OH MY GOSH, HOW?? How do you answer 11 problems in 2 hours. It seems easy, but the first problem is finding the coefficients for Trigonometric Fourier Series. I didn’t even finish that problem, and it took like 10 minutes!! That final was by far the worst exam I’ve ever had. I was mentally and physically exhausted. I know, because I had Evan record it. The Communications Lab was fun. It was basically a bunch of MatLab programming. I got behind on three reports, but the T.A. was fine with me turning them in late, and immediately graded them. He’s a nice guy, and he’s graduating with his masters. We’re friends now. Good luck, Zhewei!

Psychology of Women went really well. That was a fun class. I got perfects on all my papers. The last exam was also the week before finals, and it wasn’t comprehensive. I felt really good about that one. Dr. Krawczyk said we could email her to find out our scores on the final. I got a 38! Operating Systems was also really fun. Now I understand why Windows is not great for task management. We only had a project and a final take home exam/ homework/ project thing. That also went really well. I got it finished before the Computer Science party. That was a strange week. And we hit a bunch of snags in Senior Design, but my dad helped me a lot in getting ANYTHING running on the display. The display driver controller was being a little shit. Here’s video of the display demo we showed Dr. Allen: https://www.facebook.com/christian.dickinson.33/videos/566937140183929/

(it’s supposed to update the whole display at the same speed, but we ended up with a loading bar. And then we just repeatedly inverted and un-inverted the color on the display. It looks nice) Thaddeus had the Audio subsystem producing a tone, and Talen had click response of the Schmitt Trigger piano keyboard controller. In case I forgot to tell you, our project was the Super Pretendo, a handheld gaming console. There’s a good amount of documentation on Github this year!

This is what happens when I don’t post for two months!! Sorry, guys. I’ll try to wrap up.

My birthday was good. I had bacon and brats, and we saw Guardians of the Galaxy Vol. 2 that weekend. It was good. It made me laugh and cry. I’ve been a little sick since before my birthday. I’m thinking it was a flu thing, maybe allergies. I’m pretty much over it.

How old do you guys think I am now?

Linda: You’re 23. Keep going.

Gee, way to ruin the fun, Linda. Fine. Other than that, I made my last lecture for the trimester and presented it at the high school on Monday. It was about counting age, and telling time. It was confusing. Ore wa ni-juu-san-sai!

And since Monday, I’ve just been trying to find an internship. I applied for one at my dad’s company, and he’d already decided who he was going to hire, but wanted to talk to me. It was good, and I might be able to get a job there later down the road. I applied for one at Itron, which is in town (I didn’t really want to commute again the whole summer). But I applied at a couple places in Mankato, and I got an interview set up at Software For Hire for tomorrow morning at 9am.

Ok, I’m done. *deep breathing*

Let’s get to the post!

Watashi*dori by Reina Ueda is a song off her album RefRain.

Yeah, something not tied to an anime… I think. You can never be too sure. I’m pretty sure it’s not, though.

So, I found this song on SoundCloud. I was looking online for a song from Uma Musume Pretty Derby, and I found it uploaded by Anime Song#5. The name intrigued me, so I looked at the other uploads. And I liked almost every track there. And at the bottom of this list of uploads, as in the first upload for this account, was ワタシ*ドリ. I decided to follow Anime Song#5, and really liked the uploads. It was good, and there was so much good stuff being uploaded on a daily. Then, everything changed when the Fire Nation attacked. Only the Ava.. LINDA! Did you switch my script again?

.. That’s what I thought. Why do we even have that lever? .. SCRIPT! You did it again, Linda. It was funny the first time. Ok, it’s still funny…but stop.

Anyway, I wanted to listen to Last Proof (was tied with this song. I wasn’t sure which to post), but I couldn’t find it. I could play it on my mobile app, because I queued it up when I had wifi and hadn’t changed the playlist. But it only existed on my SoundCloud app, and it was the same for Watashi*dori. Well, I realized that Anime Song#5 was no more. All that exists is one message thanking them for the great uploads (like I started with Minazuki-san!!), and all of the songs that I downloaded using the SCDL extension (thanks Rae), which changes the metadata so that the composer is the account that uploaded the song. So, I have a bunch of songs currently by Anime Song#5, and those were a bunch of the songs that Anime Song#5 uploaded. Thank you for the music, Anime Song#5. R.I.P.

Word of advice. Download new songs you find on a regular basis, so they’re not completely lost to copyright antics. I SoundCloud is bad, because when an account is taken down, nothing remains. Nothing. It even says the message I sent is to Deleted user. I guess this message is my epitaph, then. This was three months ago:

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Hi,

My name is Chris. I just liked almost all of your songs XD.

You have very good taste. I look forward to your future uploads.

I noticed the #5 in your profile name. Do you have multiple Soundcloud profiles?

Anyway, I just wanted to say thanks. I listen to a lot of J-pop, and post it on my blog. So, it's always fun finding more.

Here's the link to my blog if you'd like to check it out: hotokeiki.tumblr.com/

Thanks again for the great music!!

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This has happened before with SoundCloud. I lost a song one time, I think Sophomore year. It was before Signals and Systems and I wanted to hear this song. I hadn’t heard it in a while, but I still remembered what it sounded like and what it was called. I was able to find it again!! … and then I lost it before I downloaded, and I neither remember what it sounded like nor what it was called.

The second time was similar with a song called Signal Graph. I talked about this on my Facebook page. This was in August last year!

Here’s the link: https://www.facebook.com/WeeklyJpop/posts/226243397773833

And then most recently with Watashi*dori. Due to Anime Song#5’s deletion, I didn’t have the song anymore. But I remember what it was called, and who it was by. It took a little while, and checking multiple sites (a lot of which were in Russian), but I found it. I found an mp3 site that I could give a link to an individual mp3 instead of the whole search result. I wouldn’t do that to you guys.

Anyway, lesson learned. I actually downloaded this song before that unfortunate incident.

Now, let’s talk about the song, because it’s super funky.

First off, Reina Ueda’s voice is soft but also fun. It works very well with the playful nature of this song. The song is just super funky, and fun to listen to. It does a great job of switching between feels. And the instrumentation and back-up vocals really fit. It’s a well-crafted song that blends the parts together so well. I really like it. Unfortunately, I can’t listen to it with headphones at the moment. But when I can, it will be glorious!

Enjoy!!

Album: RefRain Track: 02 Lyricist: Youhei Matsui & Reina Ueda Composer: Hidekazu Tanaka (MONACA) Arranger: N/A Artist: Reina Ueda

Here’s a link to the album sampler. It’s really cool! https://www.google.com/url?sa=t&rct=j&q=&esrc=s&source=web&cd=1&cad=rja&uact=8&ved=0ahUKEwjSpbmZxvjTAhWIeSYKHY_XDbUQyCkIKjAA&url=https%3A%2F%2Fwww.youtube.com%2Fwatch%3Fv%3D9yY9IVfngPk&usg=AFQjCNFXd5Uy3qwp5WLpOMNOzHtroOtkBA&sig2=VxyLjWx1sM2pfjVaSzPTsA

Alright, that’ll do it for this post.

I need to get to bed. Interview tomorrow. Wish me luck!!

If you have any questions or requests, please let me know. Sankyuu!!

Linda: Hey, Kanchou..

(That’s the first time you’ve called me anything. Why “director”, though?)

Yes, Linda.

Linda: Happy Birthday.

Thanks Linda!

Ok. Good night, everybody!

Issho ni ittemiru?

- Chris ——————————————————————————- Minna, gokitai kudasai!!

#Watashi*dori #Ueda Reina #ワタシ*ドリ #RefRain #Weekly J-pop #Week 128

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