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Because I use a lot of Indo on this mostly English site, here's some lingo for the uninitiated:

abang=big brother
ade/adek=younger sibling (gender neutral)
bete/bt=a negative emotion, usually irritation or a bad mood
cewe/ce=slang for girls
cowo/co=slang for boys
ja'im (jaga imej/image)=guarding your social image
kakak (pronounced kaka')=older sibling (gender neutral, or female, depending)
--kak (ka')=honorific for older siblings or 'sempai'
kuliah/kul=college
gwe (sometimes gw, gue)=slang for I or me
SD=elementary school
SK (sometimes es-ka; setia kawan): solidarity, loyalty (among friends)
skul=school
SMA=high school
SMP=middle school
TK=kindergarten
wa=slang for I, me (same as 'gwe')

what are all those 2s? this is shorthand for a 'kata ulang' or repeated word. ngakak2 is read ngakak-ngakak= laughing very hard

any words that need to be added?




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Entries for May, 2008

May 7th, 2008

starving, will probably die of hunger, send rice

Theres a burrito place a block and a half away, but I can't leave the lab without losing my computer and because its finals week, the place is full of compie vultures.

And I've only done like 110 seconds out of four hundred. One ONE of two charachters. I can't even get my selection sets to work for the other. I hate you, MEL script.

OTOH, my velociraptor skin layer for the other class is nearly done. I might not have to pull an allnighter this wednesday, which mean I might be OK for Thursday practice, which means I might not make an idiot of myself at rank test on Sunday.

I honestly thought that test was NEXT Sunday. It's killing a whole day of my scheduled finals panic and flailing. I hate you, NCKF.




I bet everyone is doing velociraptor. Even though I called it first. Punks.

rurounibug ; 04:02 PM|2 replies


May 10th, 2008

velociraptor

Turned out no one else did one. So really, my classmates are original, and I'm still stuck in Jurassic Park. Let me ruin some hollywood for you, though: The 'raptor was only slightly larger than a turkey.

Yeah. Who cares if they can open doors? NOT SCARY.


Cut, because its kinda big, evne though I got rid of a lot of stuff that was on the class version. (text, scale, other stuff)

(Velociraptor!)

rurounibug ; 09:01 PM|2 replies


May 10th, 2008

also

Tommorow is testing. Apparently you'd have to pretty much spontaneously combust AND drop your shinai to fail your first kyu test, but if anyone can manage that, it's me.

My friend is all, "All you have to do is keep your men tied for the five minutes that you're up."

"All"? It was coming apart in the THREE minutes I was fighting at N/S. It took, like ONE minute to start loosening.


Also, I have done no finals work whatsoever and everything is due next week. Yay me.

And now I have to iron my hakama and hope I don't melt it.

rurounibug ; 09:30 PM|2 replies


May 12th, 2008

"That's not very ninja"

So test day was made of strange. First, one of the girls told me that it took an hour and a half to get to the train station where I was supposed to meet one of our dojo mates for a ride down to SJ, where testing was held.

(in which I have many misadventures in one short day)


. . . I was actually here to post a sketch, but I think I'll give it its own post.

rurounibug ; 08:01 PM|fine, ignore me


May 12th, 2008

sketch

pencil and colored pencil

It's colored very lightly, mostly because the only pencils I could find were my VeryThins. I really need to clean my apartment. -___-

The scanner didn't pick up the colors very well. It doesn't seem to do very well with light tones, and even though it works decently for most things, I occasionally contemplate the purchase of new technology.



rurounibug ; 08:11 PM|2 replies


May 14th, 2008

the internet is like a disease with me

My friends are all "Check your goddamn email" (Me: Why can't you just tell me what you said now? Them: I went through all the trouble of typing it.) or "Reply me on facebook".

But the truth is, I can't be online because once I'm on, I CANNOT get off. I have spent hours refreshing yahoo, LJ and eL, going "I wannaaa do homewoooork. OMG, why can't I stop?!"

I mean, I should be animating RIGHT NOW. I have, like, half a semester's work to do before 7PM, when my 3D Advance class is.

And I WILL get to it. After some wikipedia.


Seriously though, I just wanted to say that I made first cut for spring show in the illustration dept. though I don't know for which catagory, since I entered for sketchbook and development art.

Fingers crosed! Maybe someone will even hire me, some day. :D :D :D

(but not if I can't get offline to actually do any work omgwtfbbq. my friends mock me for still having dial-up, but can you imagine if I had actual access to youtube vids? exactly!)

rurounibug ; 12:30 PM|fine, ignore me


May 14th, 2008

[original][-9r; original_100 #66] And then, count the sky [1/1][PG13]

Taking a break between working on finals to post a pre-written fic thing. I have a rule about promts!fic, where I don't consider it long enough unless it breaks a thousand words. I didn't think this was there, but it is.

 
066. Beginnings
And then, count the sky
In which there is sharing, and Lilaey dreams in numbers

 

 (And then, count the sky) 

 

I really hate the way Tabulas's advance editor spaces paragraphs, btw. In the simple editor, I just hit enter twice, but the adv one has, like, a preset para width or something. It's always too far or too close unless I go through and fidget with each paragraph. Which is fine in a short thing like this, but a pain in the ass when it gets to be several pages.

Christ.

 

rurounibug ; 10:27 PM|5 replies


May 14th, 2008

damn snappy

Oh course, I had to complain about the advance editor in my last post. As it was posting, tabulas changed CPs, and now there IS no simple editor. I am crying so hard on the inside right now, you don't even know. Now all the paragraph spacing in EVERYTHING is going to be ugly.

I never thought I'd say this, but I might leave tabulas if the simple text-only posting page doesn't come back. God, what a pain. Just look how shit this looks.

 

ETA: IT CAME BACK! Tears of joy! *compulsively edits post spacing* ETA2: Apparenly I can access the old CP through the hovering toolbar, but only the craptastic no-simple-ed-you-WILL-post-with -hypertext one if I use the edit button at the bottom of the entries. Guess what I won't be using? -____-

 

rurounibug ; 10:35 PM|fine, ignore me


May 15th, 2008

I call it "suffering for my art"

So today I was all, "I wonder why my stomach hurts so much. Oh, thats right. I haven't eaten in TWO DAYS. ashdoash ashdiuas dlas"

When you're not sleeping, you kinda lose track of time, and all of a sudden its been 50+ hours.

But finals=done.

yus!

rurounibug ; 10:10 PM|2 replies


May 17th, 2008

"dude, you are obscene"



On the advice of a teacher, I got some watercolors to experiment with, but on coloring this (old) doodle, I'm not sure it looks too great. At least not on the not-really-drawing-grade paper of my sketchbook. (Which was sold as a journal, really. I just liked how it looked.)

rurounibug ; 11:14 PM|5 replies


May 17th, 2008

changing the context

You may recognize this velociraptor from earlier posts.





rurounibug ; 11:17 PM|fine, ignore me


May 18th, 2008

love spit love--am I wrong

There's too much
That I keep
To myself
And I turn my back on my faith
It's like glass
When we break
I wish no one in my place

And I've seen
You don't need their scenes
When the cut
Goes in deep
And I'm lost in sleep

I can't stay
In this place
I can't stand
When the room turns round
On my fate
You give no guarantees
There's no promise
I can keep

I can't stand
I can't see my way
I feel blind
On my feet
I can't stay too long
Am I wrong?

Goodbye, Lay the blame on luck
Goodbye, Lay the blame on luck
Goodbye, Lay the blame on luck
Goodbye, Lay the blame on luck

I'm so tired
Of my mood
And sleep comes
With a knife, fork and a spoon
You're so pale
In your face
You let life
Get in your way

And I've seen
You don't need their scenes
When the cut goes in deep
And I'm lost in sleep
Am I wrong?

Goodbye, Lay the blame on luck
Goodbye, Lay the blame on luck
Goodbye, Lay the blame on luck
Goodbye, Lay the blame on luck

rurounibug ; 03:09 PM|fine, ignore me


May 18th, 2008

FUCK!

FUCKIDY FUCK FUCK.

I FORGOT I HAVE TO RENEW MY US TRAVEL DOCUMENTS. It totally slipped my mind. I HAVE NEVER DONE THIS STATESIDE BEFORE. ARGARG.

rurounibug ; 04:58 PM|2 replies


May 18th, 2008

Even my soul-crunching family drama is disorganised.

I just had a huge phone argument with my mom re. The Queer.

During which my card cut out, like, every ten minutes and then wouldn't reconnect, so that I had to hang-up re-dial the access number, enter the PIN, dial her number, and then hope the connection was OK, because it sometimes isn't and no one can understand a damn thing the other is saying.

Me: Hello?
Mom: Yeah. Hello.
Me: Can you hear me? Is it echoing again?
Mom: No, I can hear. It sounds funny, but I can understand you.
Me: OK. So.
Me: WHAT THE HELL IS THAT SUPPOSED TO MEAN?!
Mom: WELL, I'M JUST SAYING.

And then it would cut out just as someone said something Important, and we had to go through the whole phone dialing thing again.

Dude, I'm exhausted.

rurounibug ; 10:53 PM|fine, ignore me


May 19th, 2008

But really, I am just pathetic

I was waiting and waiting for this semester to be over so I could draw what I want to draw.
(Me: When you say "draw a horse" I feel like drawing dogs. But when you say, "The homework is a dog, then I'm like "Chickens!"
Instructor: I sort of figured.)

And also, I wanted to write some stuff for Varly, and finish the charachter layouts I've been promising for two months, easy.

All I've done for the last two days, though, is lie around and hang out online, and drink coffee, and really, I think I was just barely holding it together for the semester to end.

I want to be one of those guys who goes to every workshop, and gets awesome shit done and kicks the whole class and it kills me that I know I could be, if only I put in the time, but all I ever have the energy for is a scrape-by.

I mean, when I started school, I would be all, "Sleep? What is that! I will work throoouuu~gh!" But now its like, "Fuck it. I don't even care. I'll pass. So whatever."

It kills me. It really does.

/depressing.



I promise to post bunnies later.

rurounibug ; 03:51 PM|3 replies


May 19th, 2008

can you hear me now?



I know it's not bunnies.

And don't mind my kitty. Cute phone danglies are the only thing that make me Asian anymore. Because obviously my choice in handphone does not--it can neither plot world domination on its own, nor restock the fridge. It doesn't even have a camera in it.

I do call text messages "sms" though, if that helps at all.

rurounibug ; 08:17 PM|2 replies


May 19th, 2008

promised bunnies

Don't say I don't deliver.



rurounibug ; 10:03 PM|3 replies


May 21st, 2008

So this is how my day went:

(1:03:46 AM) baskerville: Anyway
(1:03:49 AM) baskerville: I had to sit down because I couldn't breathe
(1:03:58 AM) baskerville: and Scary sensei started to yell at me
(1:04:02 AM) baskerville: and I was like "CRAP"
(1:04:19 AM) baskerville: she was all, "A---- CANT PRACTICE! GET UP!"
(1:04:26 AM) baskerville: And I was all, "SORRY"
(1:04:29 AM) baskerville: ahahaa
(1:04:42 AM) baskerville: I think she thought my men had just come off
(1:04:47 AM) GT: LOL
(1:05:14 AM) baskerville: but then she realized I having actual problems and told me to go outside and get water and stuff
(1:05:30 AM) baskerville: I was having serious major issues
(1:06:04 AM) GT: :\
(1:06:27 AM) baskerville: And then I had to cry into my tenugui for like two minutes before I could get it together to go back inside and put my men back on
(1:06:29 AM) baskerville: ahahahah
(1:06:34 AM) baskerville: I'm not even joking
(1:06:37 AM) GT: whoa
(1:06:38 AM) GT: really
(1:06:43 AM) GT:
(1:06:50 AM) baskerville: I don't know how I managed to bring my tenugui outside with me, either
(1:06:53 AM) baskerville: It was just there
(1:07:01 AM) GT: its okay
(1:07:04 AM) GT: you'll get used to it
(1:07:16 AM) baskerville: seriously, I still feel a bit sick
(1:07:27 AM) GT: :\
(1:07:43 AM) baskerville: but then Scary sensei was nice to me and it was weird
(1:08:20 AM) GT: lol
(1:08:22 AM) GT: ahahahaha
(1:08:39 AM) baskerville: and then my men fell off my kote as we were bowing out and went THUNK really loudly
(1:08:44 AM) baskerville: and she laughed at me
(1:08:53 AM) GT: LOL


I think I should note that I don't call Scary sensei that, ever, except here as a journal codename. H is always going, "But you're not scared of her anymore, right?" And I'm like, "Yeah I am, but now if she doesn't hit me and yell at me I feel sad and ignored." adhoas doasyudoas sdhos

rurounibug ; 01:45 AM|fine, ignore me


May 21st, 2008

ugh

I feel sick and gross today. Not sick-sick, but just bleagh, if you know what I mean? Maybe it has to do with what a dissaster area my apartment has become.

It really is kinda nasty at this point.

I should clean, but I really just want to lie on my couch and watch bravo.

rurounibug ; 06:00 PM|2 replies


May 21st, 2008

nerts

I have lost the sweatband that I wear under my kote to avoid that numb-hand thing I mentioned before. I really need to find it back before tommorow night.

Scary sensei seems to think it's an actual kote-guard (that has a hard plastic thing, like a shin guard for your wrist) because when she gets peeved at the suckage of my strikes she's like "THIS IS HOW YOU ARE HITTING" *WHACK WHACK WHACK*

I mean, not that she didn't do that before I padded it out, but it's way harder now.


Kote really does hurt. One time someone hit it so bad that I almost had an out of body experience. I had to pull myself back in. For serious.


Also, everyone passed test. Yay roku kyu. :D I am no longer rankless.

rurounibug ; 09:49 PM|fine, ignore me


May 22nd, 2008

AHAHAHAHAHA I AM NOT AT PRACTICE

Not only did I not find my wrist band, I have now also lost my too-short-for-true-effectiveness back-up one. I think the pile of dirty socks might be hunting and eating them. I'm not too sure.

But really the reason I'm skipping is because my arm's been hurting since yesterday, It would just be too dumb. It totally has nothing to do with the fact that my uniform needs a wash, is sorta damp and smells like armpit

Also, I woke up at two PM today, and I have done nothing but watch top chef reruns. When is Project Runway coming back? No one wants to go anywhere with me because of things like parents being in town and last round of finals and graduations and that sort of thing. How are any of those better than beer, I ask you?

And am I like the oldest undergrad ever? I am so ashamed. -___-a


I AM TRYING VERY HARD TO NOT TELL YOU ANOTHER KENDO STORY IT IS VERY DIFFICULT TO DO. I WILL GO NOW BEFORE I CRACK.

rurounibug ; 06:35 PM|fine, ignore me


May 22nd, 2008

How to be Indonesian. Part the first.

1. Who says I'm not a cook? Okay, my aunt made this and gave me some to heat up. STFU.


2. Give it a stoving. The brown block things are Javanese sugar. Which is almost like brown sugar, but sweeter and formed into blocks/cakes.


3. Thailand is more famous than we are, so they get to be on canned goods. It's OK, though. The product is all same-same lah.


4.YOM.


rurounibug ; 06:55 PM|1 replies


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