hidoshi

I think I'm done with LiveJournal. I just... There's no drama, nothing. It's not like that; I just don't really post here anymore. I don't feel like sharing my life in this manner, so... Yeah. Posts will be extremely rare. I'm keeping the account merely to read my friends list.

Not only did I do well on that talk-to-the-industry-professionals, I got complimented on how well I delivered my project. I DID FUCKING AWESOME, YEAH!

I go before industry professionals today.

I think I'll have my freakouts over lunch. That sounds good.

This is 100% true, especially right now.

I've been quiet about the situation in Tibet for awhile now. It's such a horrible, violent time for both the Tibetans and Chinese citizenry. One side is finally sick and tired of playing non-violence while being oppressed and treated like less than human beings. The other is caught between state doctrine and personal fears about the changing political climate. It's all very sad.

My sympathies are largely with the Tibetans. Who could stand fifty years of this bullshit? The British treated Indians with at least some moral and ethical dignity. Democratic roots in the British Empire gave them the very idea of treating even subjugated peoples with decency and granted them rights. But the Chinese, who went from Emperors and warlords into the totalitarian communist regime learned no such grants of dignity. It is only through economic necessity that an area like Hong Kong even has its autonomous rights. Otherwise it might well be swallowed up by mainland policies instead.

I don't hate the Chinese people, and even the government has had its great leaders. Everyone mourns Chou En-lai, that great man of compassion. He was the mollifying, velvet hand that stayed the slings and arrows of the Red Guard and, with Deng's help, destroyed the Gang of Four. But where are such people today? It seems the communist regime is full of nothing but lackeys and sycophants. It's disgusting. No one is even willing to talk about compromise, compassion, or basic dialogue with the Tibetans. It's just this horrid show of force, coercion, and hatred.

China really is 1984 people. Think about the 'Ministry of Love' -- You dare not love anyone but the Party, on pain of torture and even death. Funny how the Chinese government is called the 'Party'.

Tenzin Gyatso, I pray for your people and their happiness. Freedom may not be possible yet, but they deserve better than this.

1. My username is ______ because ______.
Hidoshi, because it's the name I've been using for the last ten or so years online. It started as a typo of either Hiroshi or Hitoshi when I was naming a PnP character for a roleplay, and it just kinda stuck.

2. My name is ______ because ______.
Mark Perseus. Mark because it corresponds with the Apostle of Fire and I'm a fire sign, and Perseus because my Grandparents wanted me to have a heroic name, and Perseus was a good one.

3. My journal is titled ____ because ____.
Life and other strange beliefs, because I often feel like that's exactly what life is.

4. My friends page is called ____ because ____.
Angels in their own right, because I feel everyone has divine goodness in them.

5. My default userpic is ____ because ____.
Alpha from Yokohama Kaidashi Kikou (YKK), after she nearly blew up her scooter. I think it's a cute yet serene moment, exemplifying being calm despite hard work and mild disaster. ^^

Yup, I'm 25 today.

I should punch Ian and Matt in their faces for this.

Every, fucking, time I read CTRL+ALT+DEL, I want to take the creator and beat the living shit out of him. I don't get where this comic became popular.

That's what I'm going to do this summer. I'm going to re-draw every fucking CAD comic that gets posted with better timing and less text.






Well, maybe at least one comic. >_>

These are the days when I just want to be loved, to be cared for. When I feel like I've struggled enough, and when my body is in too much pain to be of use to anyone. If I can't be of service as I am, I would at least like someone to hold me and help me get better. Not tell me that I'm sick, and they're afraid to be around me, or to merely wish me better and do nothing to aid that.

Perhaps it sounds selfish, but it hurts to look at lights right now. My head rings and my chest aches, and all I can really do is type out a complaint. I can think, but nothing gets put down on paper. Even laying down, all I can do is cough and groan.

I don't know what's happening anymore. I seem to be alienating everyone, either by making the wrong comments at the wrong time, saying something the wrong way, or just having bad timing in general. I dunno WHAT it is, but it feels like there's something wrong with me.

Nyargh.