Trauma

STILL ALIVE

llxwarbirdxll — Tue, 24 Aug 2010 08:07:32 -0700

Just came back from my trip a few days ago. Aside from the weather(Seriously, that place is hotter than Arizona and Hell combined.), I had a good time, and I even learned a new lesson: Korea is just like America, and the rest of the western world.

BRB KOREA

llxwarbirdxll — Sun, 08 Aug 2010 17:45:08 -0700

For those who care, I'll be off to Korea for a bit under two weeks, which will, regrettably, result in me missing an episode or two of Pretty Cure and K-On. Pic related, because I wish to be the little Ton-chan. Also, I'll probably post on my Twitter about how bored I am at the airport or what color my urine/crap is, SO STAY TUNED.

Anime Expo 2010

llxwarbirdxll — Wed, 28 Jul 2010 02:31:56 -0700

OYAKATA-SAMAAAAAAAAAAAAAA

I was going to make this post three weeks ago, but I'm lazy. :V Anyway, details are a bit hazy, so I'll just muster whatever I can for now.

Day 1:

Met up with some friends, and, naturally, I brought my vuvuzela along.
We decided to attend the opening ceremony and kill time until the Dealer's Hall opened up.
Apparently, they had security guards at the entrance, and they wouldn't let me because I had a dull souvenir knife on me, so I just hid it somewhere. Wasted a good five minutes trying to negotiate with them.
Ceremony was boring. It was just them introducing the guests of honor that decided to show up.
Danny Choo showed up in some storm trooper suit and started dancing. He may be a jackass and a thief, but he is pretty good at dancing. I have to admit that.
Nabeshin was wearing some shades with these flashing lights on them. They were pretty distracting.
Also, there was some announcement about the mayor showing up to visit the place, but I never saw him.
On our way to the Dealer's Hall, I somehow seperated from my friends, but I found another friend standing in front of line, since 6AM, apparently, to the Hall, so I decided to wait with him, until the Hall opened up.
I saw some idiots in meme-related costumes with a boombox, playing some song from some Youtube video. I blew my vuvuzela at them, but it only seemed to encourage them, so I stopped.
When we got into the Dealer's Hall, I went over to the Funimation booth and grabbed whatever free shit they had, and proceeded to not buy anything from them.
I bought a Tekkaman Blade and a Giant Robo boxset from this one booth, and I managed to get a discount from them.
I lent my camera to one of my friends before we split, and when we met back up, I noticed that he got a picture with Danny Choo, like a jackass.
Saw some other people with vuvuzelas around. Whenever I saw or heard someone else with a vuvuzela, I blew mine at him/her, and the other person would blow back, and we'd do this back and forth. Everyone around us would watch in terror.
At one point, I saw a black girl with one, and the usual happened. She somehow managed to blow her vuvuzela in a way that it sounds like a saxaphone. Funny shit.
There was some guy in a giant Prinny suit, so I blew my vuvuzela at him, and he awkwardly tried to knock it out of my hands with the fins attached to the suit.
There was also some singing going in one place, so I blew my vuvuzela whenever I walked past. Lots of angry stares.
My friend anticipated that a ripple effect would occur, due to the few people who brought vuvuzelas, which would lead others to bring in vuvuzelas of their own.

Day 2:

He was right. More people started bringing in vuvuzelas, and some of the vendors managed to procure some neon-colored vuvuzelas of their own, and sold them at $10 for each vuvuzela, even though you can just drive around a bit and find a Mexican on the street selling them for less than half the price.
So there were white people everywhere, thinking that they were cool, because they have neon-colored vuvuzelas, so I laughed at them, with my red vuvuzela, which is 3x LOUDER by the way.
The first few hours of the convention was terrible, because they couldn't figure out how to get them to work. It was a pathetic sight. Even the vendors, who were selling them, couldn't get it right.
A few hours later, they finally figured it out and you could hear the wonderful humming of the vuvuzela, reverberating throughout the entire convention.
IT WAS FUCKING BEAUTIFUL.

Day 3:

Saw some guy cosplaying as Shingen Takeda, THE MOTHERFUCKING TIGER OF KAI. I held back all urges to scream OYAKATA-SAMAAAA as I photographed him.
More vuvuzelas going around. 'Twas great.
A few people were playing jazz music outside, and these metalheads were next to them, playing their vuvuzelas. It was a beautiful sight. I was so entranced that I forgot to take a picture until they stopped and went away.
I followed my friend into some panel about bishojo games. He really seemed to enjoy himself there. I didn't, though.
At one point, some singing started, and a bunch of these people started dancing in front of them with glowsticks.
I saw a black guy in there and thought it was funny, so I started filming. One of the people working there stopped me, though. Cockblocker.

Day 4:

Saw a little girl cosplay as Maria Ushiromiya. Got a picture of her. uuuuuuuuuuuuuuuu
I think that was the high point of my day, sadly.
Got a picture of a Rufus Shinra cosplayer in a wheelchair. I tried to ask if he was really crippled or if it was a prop, but he cut me off before I could start and said, "Yes". I couldn't help but laugh as he wheeled himself away in anger.
Bumped into some people from Myanimelist.
Ranivus apparently spent hundreds on K-On! merchandise, including a Mio clock, like a fag. THAT'S RIGHT, RANI. YOU'RE A FUCKING FAG FOR BUYING THAT MIO CLOCK.
Then we hung out or w/e, and then I left, because I was tired.

Aftermath:

Apparently, some unbelievers working at Otakon, attending Anime Expo, have failed to enjoy the harmonious melody of the vuvuzela, and decided to ban it from Otakon. Assholes.

Also, I have a last.fm account now, in case anyone cares about what music I listen to(lol). Actually, I had it for a while, but I couldn't be assed to figure out how to work it until now. :V

¡Ay, Mierda!

llxwarbirdxll — Thu, 01 Jul 2010 00:02:07 -0700

Just stood in line at the Convention Center for over three hours to pick up my pass for Anime Expo, but I neglected to bring my vuvuzela with me. Saw a lot of faggots there, including a dumbass in a pedobear suit and another dumbass in one of those Guy Fawkes masks. Never wanted to blow a vuvuzela in someone's face this badly before in my life.

LOOKING the blitz loop this planet to search way only my VUVUZELA can BZZZZZZZZZZZZZZZZZ

llxwarbirdxll — Wed, 30 Jun 2010 00:10:35 -0700

Went to the beach yesterday, with a few friends and my vuvuzela. A few of our friends came to the beach drunk, and started lying down, so I blasted their ears with my vuvuzela, while they covered their ears in anguish. One of them looked as though she was about to cry, and another tried to run after me to throw sand into my vuvuzela, but the wind blew the sand away, and he eventually gave up. I lol'd. After just laying around in the sand, we decided to walk around, and we saw these people protesting against abortion. One of them had a megaphone, so every time he spoke, I blew my vuvuzela so that nobody would hear him. They looked pretty angry. I just lol'd. While we continued walking, I kept blowing my vuvuzela, as everybody watched in horror. Along the way, we saw some hippies playing some music, so I blew my vuvuzela at them, and they tried to play louder. I lol'd. Also, some old lady said, "I agree." to me. I don't even...

Later, we split up, and our group went towards Best Buy. On our way there, I learned that blowing the vuvuzela into a multi-story parking lot further amplifies the sound. Those security guards never saw it coming. Also, at one point, I blew it into some random guy's ear, and he jumped up, but he didn't say anything about it. I lol'd. When we got to Best Buy, I found some people playing 2010 FIFA World Cup: South Africa on a Wii, that was on display, and I noticed that there were no vuvuzelas droning in the background, so I decided to add to the World Cup experience for them. They didn't seem to like it as much as I did. After we were done dicking around at Best Buy, we went to a GameStop. My friend was looking at some Xbox games, so I snuck up behind him, and waited for him to turn around, and blew the vuvuzela into his face. Another customer and the manager of the store were standing next to him, and they both jumped up. Then the manager got pissed and said something about kicking me out or some shit. Then we got ice cream and went home. The end.

Also, the subject of relationships came up during dinner. My mom told me not to get married to a nigger. I don't even...