Month: October 2003

The Road Not Taken



Two roads diverged in a yellow wood,

And sorry I could not travel both

And be one traveler, long I stood

And looked down one as far as I could

To where it bent in the undergrowth

Then took the other, as just as fair,

And having perhaps the better claim,

Because it was grassy and wanted wear;

Though as for that the passing there

Had worn them really about the same,

And both that morning equally lay

In leaves no step had trodden black.

Oh, I kept the first for another day!

Yet knowing how way leads on to way,

I doubted if I should ever come back.

I shall be telling this with a sigh

Somewhere ages and ages hence:

Two roads diverged in a wood, and I–

I took the one less traveled by,

And that has made all the difference.

–Robert Frost

Otanjoubi Omedetou, Takizawa Sensei!

Why is Tatsuya Fujiwara on both of my blogs?

Because it’s Kotaro Takizawa’s birthday!

To him, my most sincere congratulations. Live long and prosper!

Sayonara, Amaguri-chan…

It’s so sad! My Amaguri-chan decided to break away from my bag and walk around the streets of Bogota by himself.

Every time I looked at his sweet face I felt like everything was worthwhile. You’ll think I’m stupid, but that little thing was the cutest ornament my school bag could ever have. Now it’s empty. And… I feel a little empty, but I must accept it. I didn’t drop him, he unscrewed himself off (without my knowledge) until I looked and he had disappeared…

Wherever you are, be happy, little thing. I can’t replace you… I’ll miss you tons. Especially for all the good memories you used to bring.

I Will Remember You… Will You Remember Me?

>Sara McLachlan is singing, and I’m in the mood to write. This is one of the times when the music imposes the mood, when I feel this kind of saudade that doesn’t let me sleep, when a conversation over MSN is not a good idea, but a kiss (an impossible kiss at this time and space) is.

I like to write here. It’s so far from the noise of C:\GEEK>, where I’m expecting to be heard. I don’t have much of an audience there; people usually write comments like “oh yeah I remember”, and the most usual ones are things that have nothing to do with what I have written. Maybe I’m a sucky writer. Maybe I should stick to writing for nobody, keeping all the words to myself. I don’t even know what I’m expecting… maybe a true reader? But, what is a true reader? One that feels identified with my poor thoughts and responds sincerely… That thing doesn’t exist. They read because I ask them to, they talk because I ask them to. They don’t listen. (Coldplay is playing, Trouble makes me feel sad…)

So yeah, that’s Geek. Lonesome stories for lonesome results. Sometimes I regret the small audience I’ve gained there. Not that I hold anything against them personally, it’s just that I’ve stopped writing my own stuff. Well, Ganbatte! was made for my own stuff. Still, even if my words are destined to a certain group of people, they don’t open mouths, they don’t move fingers. My life has nothing to offer except for a smile and an ear. I’m so much of an ear that nobody thinks I actually have something to say. I could try to speak a thousand times, a thousand times I would be interrupted. There are exceptions (you know who you are), and those exceptions prevent my life from falling into emptiness.

I’m not an absolute loner. I have a family and a fairytale warrior to save me. I’m just convinced that my place is just not here.