Between ‘Today’ ‘Yesterday’ & ‘Tomorrow’

I woke up early today, or it is now yesterday ah? Early morning, 8 in the morning Tokyo time. How did I end up this way again? I can’t stand myself this way. Sort of anyways. I got up this evening, made myself something that felt like breakfast, then worked on my latest cover recording. As a tribute to ‘Ano Hana’ I practiced the ending theme ‘Secret Base~Kimi ga Kuretamono’. I spoke to Kei this morning, or more like yesterday morning, or last night… on skype, that I’ll be finishing my latest recording soon. “Looking forward to it.” I also told someone else I’ll be doing this song next. I didn’t keep the promise of making it a video though. Sorry ><… Even just as a recording, it took me hours to finalize my takes.

I suddenly got a cold yesterday, so I was a little worried I couldn’t get it done today. The anime already ended around a week ago, I can’t drag on posting it any longer. It would’ve been better if I did ‘Aoi shiori’ but at this level, I can’t learn it quick enough to catch the fire. My throat turned out completely fine when I got up. Today’s voice is one of the most satisfying sound I can get from myself on this song, however… unlike my past recordings, I’m only 70% satisfied with the final product. Although I hate people who posts half-ass recordings especially when they’re just singing, I realized that I can let loose a little and post more. Quantity is important. Ofcourse, I prefer putting up a quality product that I’m 120% satisfied with, but I need the quantity of posts to get some more attention.

When I got done with compiling the video, I went out to take a walk in the dark. I thought I should finish at least one thing on my list, so I walked all the way to the supermarket. No matter how much I’ve been out late before, walking in the dark alone is still scary. It doesn’t make it that much safer walking with another defenseless person but… with just another person feels much more secure.


Sleepless Home

This house never sleeps. I’ve lost that nocturnal feeling. The kind of feeling you can feel if you stay up after midnight. I miss it.. I want it back. There is no night in my Summers, as well as mornings, that are long gone. We spend life in the afternoon, calm down in the evening, play through out the night, then sleep in the morning ’til noon. So boring.

I love my eyes viewing against the dying sun light. My image of paradise includes the sunset. The colorful sky that tells me the night – the day – has just begun. The clock inside signals the oil to start getting the engine going.

This is a typical blog post (trying to avoid the ‘this is a test’ or ‘first post’ entry). A typical blog post of my definition that is. How is re-blogging photos considered blogging anyways? At least not on my standard. Some kind of new tradition.