ひとりの夜もそばにいようぜ　君と僕の歌を歌う

IT HAS FINALLY BEEN ANNOUNCED!!!!!!!!!

つばき NEW ALBUM

流星ノート (Ryuusei Note) (Meteor Note)

RELEASE DATE!!!! MARCH 25th!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!

HORRAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAHHHHH!!!! TEN-SONG ALBUM!!!!!

もめでとう～～～！！！

ALSO!

TOUR DATES FOR APRIL, MAY has been released!!!

DEAR LUNKHEAD! PLEASE TOUR TOO!!!!

THEN I WILL GO!!!

ぜったい行くよ！！！！！！


(hmmm i noticed that Tsubaki always gives short notice on album releases, whereas Lunkhead would announce months in advance. Even for Kakusei World, the album release was announced just two months before release, and Lunkhead's Fuka was annouced at least 6 months before...)

I realized and I know that it's STUPID, just plain DUMB, to love someone sooooooooooooo damn much when that person doesn't even give a damn about you.

Stupid, Elaine, stupidddd!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!

so yeah, that is.

And if I stop, ever thinking of you,
I’ll probably choke on the words I never said
If I stop, ever thinking of you
I will bury my heart and fall back in my bed

You're the words that come out easy,
And I am speechless at best.
Your star it seems to shine above the rest.
You're the face before the cameras,
The smile i'd like to earn.
You're the dream that hasn't ended,
And I'm still anxious for rest.

But I can never be the apple of your eye
The story of your life it's what's inside

And I can never be the one who saves the day
I'm just the man in the music box

I'm just the man in the music box
I will never be your superhero.

And like I really deserve a chance to
sit across the table,
and tell you that I think you're wonderful.
And I think you're something special.
I guess this is my only chance to
Say I wish I knew you
Because I'm sure you're wonderful,
If I'd get to know you.



Still singing the same songs, Elaine, still living in the same deluded dreams...

Sorry, I know the Japanese post is very long at the bottom. Obviously, it's not mine, it's Yoshitaro's.

(TO ALL MY FRIENDS OUT THERE WHO ARE SICK AND TIRED ABOUT ME TALKING ABT YOSHITARO AND LUNKHEAD, DON'T WORRY, THIS IS NOT ONE OF THOSE POSTS! hahaha...)

I really love Yoshitaro's blog posts sometimes. Odaka-san is so Odaka-san. I think everything in his words always betrays his true self, or whatever that true self he would like to project to the public, to his fans.

But I think a person who thinks too much and contemplates about life too much, will always be a person who thinks too much and contemplates about life too much.

Like how my brother can never stop philosophizing about life, and neither can I stop from personal reflection.

And so, so can't Yoshitaro NOT reflect on life and his thoughts of it.

Albeit, I can't understand Yoshitaro's post most of the time, I really, really feel close to his posts that always reflects on life, and his thoughts on existence and science and humanity.

Odaka-san, are you an existentialist?!


Actually, I was already going to blog about this before Yoshitaro's post came up.


I was watching a documentary the other day about the Superstrings Theory a.k.a The Theory of Everything, or the unifying theory that is seeking to encapsulate both large scale structures of physics such as the universe with the tinest of subatomic qantum physics (I think).

My brother had told me about the superstrings theory, as well as the Chaos Theory, Quantum Electro Dynamics and all that lot, back when I was 14..... Yeah, my brother is abit of a genius. lol. But of coz, my 14-year-old pea brain could not comprehend such manitude of things-- not completely anyway!

ANYWAY! Watching that documentary around December last year when my life was facturing into a million pieces (it's still in pieces now by the way), I was just thinking:

"Dude, some people dedicate and spend their whole lives to something as great as the search for a theory of Everything-- that would grip this world in such a revolutionary force- AND THEN there was ME, who was lounging my life away, wasting it on music, bands, and concerts-- and wanting nothing more to do in life except to see Lunkhead live."

What the hell.

I don't think the WASTAGE of the gift of life could be more aptly illustrated.


Anyway, the superstrings theory was brought to mind, actually, because Odaka-san actually mentioned it in his blog post too =).... Ahhh, Yoshitaro, true to your nature, how very, very, very fitting that you studied Engineering at Waseda--

Today's post was REALLY, REALLY so essentially Yoshitaro that it could not have gotten more Yoshitaro than this. Starts off about work (recording and stuff), then moves on to COOKING... second day in a row! And then suddenly veers off into a totally different direction-- a monologue on the meaning of life and existence, obligation to humanity, the reason of war, and the theory of everything (probably, because, I think, if my Japanese did not fail me, he thought the blog was too shallow (child) since it was about cooking and nothing lately, he wanted to make it less shallow)-- And ending then off his whole post with , Still, I want to sing."

How much more Yoshitaro can you get than that? The post practically encapsulated all the dimensions of his personality true to heart (or at least what has been revealed to the public, to the fans).

BUT.

Bravo, Yoshitaro- I guess, in the end, I'm sure you know, and you feel that there could have been so many other lives that you could have chosen, so many other "greater" things for humanity that you could have done, but in the end-- I guess, those hands waving back at you in the sea of faceless crowds, and your love for music, conquered everything else.


BUT.

At least you found what you love, Odaka-san, something great enough to live for, something great enough to sacrifice for, and perhaps, something great enough to die for.


You know, I was thinking about my own life the other day-- And of course, I thought of Japan, and how I was sprialling everything I had into a single path, into a bet, into the singular goal of simply going to Japan because I want to-- Because I want to see these bands.

And for that one desire, I have given up on everything else, on everything and all that I could have been, perhaps, and all I could have achieved with my God-given talents, with my father's hard sacrifice for the education and qualification he has given me, with all that I am and all that I have-- I have thrown them all away-- burnt the bridges that were built for me by sacrifices of those who loves me, shot myself in the foot-- Just for that one desire-- Such a shallow desire.


I've always been a passionate person. I've always been a dreamer. And many a people has told me that my love for these bands are so obsessive but nonetheless sometimes, so admirable, for the dedication I have to them. And I admire people like Ame too, who loves Lunkhead more than I can ever, and someone like Sei who loves Plastic Tree with unwavering passion for 10 years. I admire them. And I know, while my love for bands pales in comparison to these true fans, I know I am obsessed.

BUT.

BUT.

それでも、

There is a danger in loving something too much.

While my dedication to Lunkhead is encouraging (or scary!) for the band--

Really, I don't think it's good.

Because when you love something too much, or even someone, you become completely BLIND towards everything else.

Towards ALL the other ways that you could have taken.

Towards ALL the other opportunities that you could have had.

Towards ALL the other lives you could have lived.

Towards ALL the other things that you could have been.

But now am not.

And the further you go, the further you pursue in blind love for that ONE THING.

The further you can never return,

to those other ways that you didn't take,
to those other opportunities you didn't have,
to those other lives you never lived,
and to all the other things you now cannot be.

Because you loved one thing too much.
And because you couldn't see anything else because you loved that one thing too much.

「そしてやっぱり俺は歌いたい。」 - And after all, I want to sing.

Really, Odaka-san..... Well, at least, your dream is a dream worth sacrificing for.



I was at Morning Glory Home the other day, I think it was a half-way house and rehabilitation house run by the Church's pastor-- And I was looking at the residents there...

And I was thinking, actually, sometimes, I wonder if that is what God wants me to do in the end. Welfare work. I don't know if I have the strength and capabilities and endurance and resourcefulness for it, but I KNOW that I DO have the heart for it.

I was thinking because I was also thinking about Japan, and all the things I had wanted to do with my life and all the places that I still wish I could go in my life-- and how everything never came true and how my dreams are slipping further and further away. And I was also thinking about the other half of life I never considered, but am thinking about, that is settling down, getting married, having children of the man I love and being a good wife to the person I love the most.

Yet, all those options seems so elusive. Like a haze I cannot grasp or hold in my hands.

And I wondered if it was because God wants me to do this-- That my calling is to go into doing welfare work-- to help-- and that requires me not to have permanent attachments, nor allow me to have personal desires such as going for concerts.

Maybe that's why I would never reach the dreams I dream-- because those aren't the lives I was meant to live.

Maybe this is.



Ne, Odaka-san, I wish I could say like you, "Still, yet, and after all, I want to sing."

But, actually, maybe you got to do what you want to do because that is the life you were meant to live-- even though you most certainly have what it takes to be something so much more for this humanity-- Maybe singing, and those songs that you pour out to the thousands out there, that comforts us, that gives us strength in your words and in your songs-- Maybe that IS your destiny. Maybe that IS what you were always meant to do.


Wonderful isn't it? To find what you were meant to do, and to be doing it.


今日は休み。という事で髪を切りにいった。
かなりすっきりした。
が、明日の練習でも多分誰も切った事に気付かないだろう、というくらい。
そしてどういう訳か、なんとなく家まで走って帰ってみた。
５キロ弱くらいだと思うけど
すんげー汗掻いてしまった。
そしてスーパーで半額になっていた真だらと白菜とまいたけを買って帰った。
真だらは両面に塩胡椒し、片栗粉をまぶしたらバターとオリーブオイルでまず片面をこんがり焼き
裏返して弱火にして少し焼いたら、適当に切ったしめじと白菜をばっさり山盛りいれ、蓋をして蒸し焼きに。
６、７分たったら蓋を取って醤油をまわして出来上がり。簡単～。
かなり見切り発車で適当に作ってみた割にとても美味しかった。バターと醤油は最強タッグだな～。
しかし、なんだかした事しか書いていない小学生のような日記。
それでもちゃんと一日分歳を取って、一日分時間は流れて
これがあと２万回も繰り返したら、
そのどこかで俺はちゃんと死ななきゃいけないんだ。
それって当たり前だけど不思議だ。
死って、
生に含まれるって、ノルウェイの森だったっけ？

死は、生きている人間にとってしか存在しないし、
生きている人間には結局死がどういうものなのか解らない。
そして死んだ瞬間、死は無に変わってしまう。
んじゃないかな～。なんて事を考える。
だいたい俺は何処から来たのだろう？
生まれる前は何処にいたの？
どの瞬間から俺は俺だったのだろうか？
というか、俺は今もどこにいるのか？
例えば俺がもし誰とも会わず、誰とも話さずいた一日は
俺が忘れてしまったら、もう誰の中にも存在しない。
過去は、もはや『存在しない』事なんだ。
常にその痕跡があるに過ぎないんだ。
常に『今』という瞬間瞬間があるに過ぎないし
それはその瞬間すでに最早過去となってしまっている。
そういうのを全部繋ぎとめているのは人間の脳みそなんだなあ。
例えば
A.朝、起きて学校に行く。
そこにはビルが建っている。
俺はそれが校舎だという事を記憶している。
今日も退屈な一日が始まる、という事を経験上予測する。

B.朝、起きて学校に行く。
そこにはビルが建っている。
このビルはなんだろう？ねえ、君、このビルはなんですか？
いや私も解らないのですよ。あなた、このビルはなんでしたっけ？
僕も解りません。
僕も。
僕も。
僕も。
僕も。
僕も。
僕も。
俺も。
私も。
拙者も。
某も。
小生も。
じゃあ一体このビルはなんなんでしょうねえ？
………

このビルが自分に変わらないなんて何処にも保証がないではないか。
まるで世にも奇妙な物語か、アウターゾーン（なつかしい）みたいな話だけど。

もうすでに現実にして半ばマトリックスの世界だったんだ。
あまりに確実な事が不確実すぎる。
不確定なものが確定とされすぎる。
世界が狂っているのではなく、もともと狂っているものが世界なんじゃないか。

そしてたった一人の人間も何処から来て何処へ行くのか解らない。
宇宙がどうやって始まり、どうやって進んでいくのか、
そもそも、宇宙に始まりはあるのか？
超ひも理論を定説とすると
宇宙の時間は色んなところで捻曲がったり進んだり戻ったりもするみたいだけど
そしたら俺達は若返ったりもしてるのだろうか？
そして時間が戻るという事は、俺達のその記憶は？
俺達は進んだ分の記憶しか残っていない。はず。
戻った時は戻った時の記憶が残されるのだろうか？
その感覚ってどんなだろう？
時間が戻るという事はその分の記憶や事象がなくなっていくという事？
そうしたら、それは戻ったという事さえ存在しなかったという事になって結局同じ？
そもそも時間が一定に進むという前提で人間は考えている事から間違いなのか？
戻る、という事を『逆に進む』と捉えると、つまりそれってどういう事なのだろう？
わからんわからん。途方もない。
そもそも、前にも書いたけど、時間が行ったり来たりするって事以上に
その、時間が進むって事がやっぱり不思議だ。
もし、時間が止まったとしたら、
・その瞬間に厚みがなければ、時間は進まない。
・逆に、その瞬間に厚みが存在したら、その厚みの分時間が経過した事になって
時間が止まった事にならない。
解りやすくいうと
時間の単位が0.0000……001秒とどこまで小さくなっていっても０にならない。
0.0000……001秒の下には
0.0000……0001秒が。そのしたには
0.0000……00001秒が。
限りなく0に近づいていくけど決して0にならない。
数学でいえば極限という現象。
時間は限りなく何処までも0に近づいていく。
その一方で何処までいっても決して0になる事はない。

時の流れのメカニズムって早く誰か解りやすく解明してくれないかなあ。
時間が早く進んだり、ゆっくり進んだりするって事は解明されてるのだからもうちょっと？
もしや、既に解明されてる？
というか、もうわけからん。

とにかく宇宙だ！
すげ～。人間はみんな宇宙だ！

なんつってるあいだに
とても痛い日記になってしまった。読み返しもしないよーん。
小学生の日記で止めといたらよかった。
芋お湯割り素敵です。

戦争は必要悪だとか、死刑制度は倫理に反するとか
俺はよく解りません。
だけど、
俺は、自分の大事な人が、虫けらみたいに扱われて殺されたら
その殺した相手の両親や、恋人や、大事な人がどんなに悲しんでも
どうやってでも同じ想いをさせて殺してやりたいと、きっと思ってしまう。
そこになにも生まれないと解っていてもどうしようもないと思う。
人が人を裁ける訳ないんだ。
それでも、戦争は、そんな人の気持ちを誘導して逆撫でして焚き付けて
それで甘い汁を啜ってる奴がいるんだ。
それは何処かのブッシュやえらい人だけじゃない。
俺も、あなたも。

レコーディング中、
最近レコーディング技術も発展してきたねって話をしてたんだけど
エンジニアさんがぽろっと
これって戦争のなんかの技術で出来たんだってさって。
ドキッとした。
周りを見渡せば
戦争のために開発された技術が俺達の生活を支えている。
戦争が起こると技術が進歩するって事も
どうして進歩するかっていうと、
戦争のためなら国は惜しまず投資するっていう事も

俺達の知らない沢山の誰かの悲しみと憎しみと絶望、不安、恐怖、苦しみ、諦め
そして未来を
当たり前みたいに踏みにじっている上に成立しているという事。

それをレコーディング中の何気ない会話の中であまりに身に染みて
それからずっと夢に見てしまう。
自分の想像力のなさに悲しくなる。
戦争と自分は繋がっていた、っていう事。
自分が生み出す音楽でさえ、戦争と繋がっていた事。
あまあまちゃんでした。
知らないは、罪だ。

その全部に対しての俺の答えはまだ出ていません。
でも想像したい。常に想像していたい。
そしてやっぱり俺は歌いたい。

うーん…。最終的にやっぱり重い内容になってしまった。
はいすみません。
おやすみなさい。

Happy CNY year of the castrated bull to you all.


Thanks to all who are still reading =)

Sorry for the lack of updates.

Don't feel like being online much these days. Have things I am thinking about but usually when I'm driving, when I get home, I just don't bother anymore. ha!


ANYWAY.

Went to see Ms. D'cruz at KDU the other day. Ms. D'cruz was my Psychology, Social Psych, Organizational Psych and Biz Comm lecturer when I did my ADP program. She's like one of those perfectionist, utterly brilliant, has zero tolerance towards stupid people, kind of teacher--- SO!!!! It's actually incredibly surprising that I did well in her classes and she favoured me a student and saw the "potential" in me! lol... REALLY, Ms. D'cruz!!!?!

She also taught my brother, but she's always telling me "Elaine, you should learn to live out of his shadows! You have so much talent too and so much to offer!"

REALLY, Ms. D'cruz?!?!

For someone who doesn't tolerate stupidity, it's a real wonder how i got in her good books! Seriously!

But then again, I really do think that social science is my forte, and it's quite a waste I never pursued this field.


Anyway... Yeah, so I met Ms. D'cruz.


I don't think I want to talk about how much I've failed in life-- because that would take up entire volumes.

I don't think I've failed entirely perse... But... From what we were, from where we stood, those years when we were doing our ADP, from when I was 18 and hopeful, from all I was, from all these "potential" that Ms. D'cruz says we have...

I really do think we've wasted it all away.

Everything that gave us, that gave me, an edge-- I feel that in the course of the past 2 years, the moment I decided to step into that plane at LAX in Los Angeles, I've unwittingly chipped away and fractured it into an irreversible collapse.


When I entered the car after speaking to Ms. D'cruz, all I could think was.... Of the thousands of paths that I could have chosen, the thousands of choices that would have given me a life less ordinary, of the thousands and great many things I could have been, I CHOSE, instead... to be a teacher.

How much further can you fall from all that you could have been?

I really admire bands.

I know I am a fan girl.

I really admire bands. I really admire people like Keith (from Days Away), Odaka-san of Lunkhead, Isshiki-san of Tsubaki, Riki-san of Art-School and the likes of them.

BUT.

I admire them. But I admire them, not as a fan girl but really deep down inside, I admire them for the dedication they have for the things that they love the most: music.

Musicians, to me, are unparalleled in their sacrifice for the work they do. I mean, one might say, ah hell, they're having a great time!... YES, I think that's the great part of it, to be able to do something you love ALL the time-- But people don't see what it takes to be a musician-- It's really a 24 hour job, 7 days a week, with irregular hours, tours, practices, radio shows, interviews, writing more music and doing more tours-- ALL THE TIME.

But what I also love about these musicians is that they knew EXACTLY what they wanted when they were young and all they did was head towards and dig their way through to the directions of their dreams, no matter how hard it got, no matter how long it took, no matter how uncertain it seems, not matter the neverending effort to something you don't know would pay off in the end-- They did it anyway-- they did it because they love this one thing so much, they did it because the wanted this dream so much, they did it because it was the only thing to do.

They have a love, and they gave everything that they have for what they love--

That's why, I love musicans so much.

And that is why, some of us will just be dreamers, and others living their dreams.

well... SORRY AGAIN for the lack of update huh!!!!

Anyway, today was the first day of teaching for the CELTA course.... and you know what? I really, really miss having the opportunity to teach foreign students.

I know I only taught a 30 minute time slot today but I really, really miss being in that environment... Actually, I really miss the students... The eagerness in them to want to learn English, just the sheer attention they give and their desire to learn, just simply overwhelms me... Overwhelms me so much that I feel so sad I am unable to help them...

And even through a 30 minute session, you could identify the weaker students and my heart really goes out to them to want to help them. But as my own trainer told me, "Elaine, you can't help everyone, especially not in a CELTA extra class."

But I feel that's so sad. I really, really feel that's so sad-- And that is part of the aspect of this whole Teaching Practice I need to try to get my head around-- is that these sessions are NOT for the students per-say, but more so, they are for me.


But, in my true nature, I just find it so, restrictive, that I am worrying more about the evaluation of my trainer, and about my own performance and my standard (am I saying the right things? am I speaking too much, too long?), than actually thinking about the needs of the students. Although, the class feedback was that I had managed to connect with the students on a personal basis, I just feel that, the class lesson was so much more about me than it was about the students- which is really something that doesn't resound in my heart...

YES, I believe I have to be more aware of my teaching, so that, I am actually able to teach and help the students better-- But, I really, really want to strike a balance with both-- That I don't want those Teaching Practice to just be about me and how I am gonna achieve the lesson aims or if I achieved the lesson aims, I really want the session, too, to be a session where I can help the students---

Albeit, yes, I understand that I won't be able to help everyone through just the CELTA extra class in a 30 minute session, BUT because the students signed up for this extra class in hopes of getting more opportunities to improve, I believe we owe them that much to make their effort worth it. They're not guinea pigs, you know? They're students. Students who signed up because they have a desire to learn, and a desire to improve. We, as teachers, or as wannabe teachers, owe them that much to not just think about ourselves in our lessons.


I felt really sad today, looking at the Iranian student as he struggled for the words to explain what he wanted to do-- yet he was there, making every effort and trying his best to improve himself--- I felt really sad, because..... he's not my student. Because I can't help him.


I don't know.... I have to do a student profile and language analysis of the student, so that I can analyze their language errors, make supported argument as to why they have those errors and also recommendation to them on how to improve. I have one Japanese student in class and of course, naturally, I took her up for the report.... It's a language analysis paper, after all, and since I am more familiar with her native language, I'd be able to analyze better. Also, since I'd like to teach Japanese students too, I thought it'd be good to analyze common language errors that they experience due to the nature of their native language and background.

But actually, NORMALLY, I would be VERY interested in taking up the Japanese student, but today, actually.... I really feel compelled to actually take up an Iranian student for the profile instead (actually, I think 60% of the students at British Council are middle eastern or Iranian) because, there are like two Iranian fellas in the class (I have 7 but these two stood out), and these guys were really like shy at first, but like you know, funny-- But I was just amused with them because they really want to improve in their English, they were THERE, they CAME, and were participating in class and they were abit shy, but willing to learn-- But they were weak, you know? And I feel so much in my heart this wish and desire to just be able to help them-- for the fact that they were there and they want to be better-- I really wish I could help them.

And like I said, the other two Iranian men. These grown men, all so big hahahahha... But, you know, I felt my heart just go out to this guy Ali (also Iranian), when he stood there, trying to take out the worksheet I gave him, then he wanted to ask for another extra blank one. And he wanted to explain to me he wanted to do something with the worksheet (like to check the grammar and stuff), but he just couldn't say it because he didn't know how to say it. And I could jut feel my heart wishing so much I had the time and the skills and talent and the language and ability needed to just help these students-- Like I wish I really, really can just all pull them aside and say "OKAY! I will help all of you! Whatever time I have..." Because they're all just so eager to learn but seems like they just don't have much opportunity to do so.

AND then, you have this man from Myanmar, when you ask him "why do you want to learn English?" and "what do you want to do in the future?" he answers, "To be a good father." --- gosh, how can you NOT want to drop everything you're doing, pull him aside and teach him 15 hours a day for free so that he can improve and be a good father??


Sometimes, I wonder, what really is the right method of teaching you know? Is there really a hard and fast rule about it? Is it really true that we should minimize teacher talk time and maximize student talk time as being the best way for students to learn? Do I restrict myself from the need of explaining too much just because teacher talking is not good? Maybe less words would be better? What is the right way, you know?

I really want to know.

And I really want to do it.

How can I suit my own style of teaching to this model?

How can I intergrate this methodology into my own style so that I most comfortable teaching and the students are able to benefit the best?

How can I?

I really want to know.

And I really want to do it.


Is it condescending for me to think that I can help them?

I don't know, maybe in some way, some people can feel that way...

-- But I think today, I discovered that really inside me, I think, maybe, and I pray dear God, I found this one thing I can feel my heart having a burden and a desire to do: I really, really want to help these students. And I hope, in my heart of hearts, even though I am not a native speaker of English, I would be able to have an opportunity through my life's career, to help students who seek to learn and improve their English.



Sigh... I miss the students, I really do, I really do.


My tutor asked me, "Where did you get that energy from?"

I guess part of me was the nervousness!!! muahahahahhahahahahaha

Part of it is how I am....

But really, I really think it's the students.


You know on Tuesday, I was praying while I was walking to British Council, I told God that part of me don't even know what i am doing. The most important thing about teaching, actually, is having a burning desire to want to teach. ANd to tell you the truth, ever since SriKDU, I have lost all the desire of it-- so much that sometimes even thinking about teaching just makes me go "Bleh", like you can literally see a candle's fire being blown out in an instant in my heart "poof!" when i even think of the concept of teaching to a group of students.

But, today, being in there with the student and seeing their faces, I think, something inside me really called out to it. Something somewhere very deep inside my heart, was really stirred-- was really moved.

I really want to help the students-- And I want to be a good teacher not so I can be a good teacher, but I want to be a good teacher so that my students can best improve through their interaction and relationship with me-- that I might be the bridge through which can walk on to head towards their goals and their desires. Because THAT is the most important. And THAT to me, is what teaching is about.


I still don't know if I can, I still don't know if I am good enough to do it, I still don't know if I have what it takes, I still don't know if I will ever be able to be what is needed to be a good teacher, I still don't know if I will pass the test of fire--

But I certainly want to do my best.

Not for myself, but most certainly for those whom we owe it to give our very best: the students.

I know, completely LACK UPDATES! lol............

つばき NEW LOOK!

HOORAH!

(me thinks there's a new album coming out, they've been recording)

Wots with the dark look man?!?!?!?!??!?!?!?!?! But Isshiki-san is such a fun guy!!! And the band is such a fun and rocking out band!!!! Don't be so emo~~~~~~~~~!!!!! Don't be too cool!!!!!!!!!! lol




So sad, they're not posting on the blog lately. Actually, it's only Isshiki-san who posts regularly on the blog but even he's not been posting lately....... How sad =(

On the other hand, Yoshitaro has been posting damn lot lately! lol

huhuhu~

Sometimes I really, really like ODK's posts also... He can really be damn funny in the way he composes his blog posts...

なんと！

今年！

いちばんの！

ニュースが！

元日に！

やってきた！


ユニコーン復活！！


こりゃすごい！！


今、日本中のバンドマンが震えているのではないだろうか。

正直言って
なんとしても見たい。
拝みたい。

震えた。

っていう元旦。


Such a fan boy.... lol....

Well... ODK... I still <3 u..... ^___^