Yes, I am stuffing the….blog with absolutely everything I can find :)). Tomorrow’s presentation day :|.
AAaaanyway, thank you Maria, and yet again, I’m sorry I’m unable to give proper credit.
Worth more than all of your souls combined
pimpin', isn't it?
Wish me luck :|.
Ok, this is actually a FANGIRLISM post. Because…um…I had a feeling that this had to be done -_-. And because this is my blog so shove it :)).
ANYWAY! LOOKY LOOKY!
And…skip to 0:20…damnit Japanese variety shows freak me out.
I’m confused.
Art, as a whole, confuses me. Mostly because I have no idea how people are supposed to judge good art from bad art (I’m not talking about personal taste, but the value a work of art is rumored to have) . Especially in this day and age.
Long, long ago, it didn’t seem like you had to worry your pretty little head too much about it: something was considered beautiful or artistic only if it followed some preestablished rules. If It badassely represented them, it was art, if it wasn’t, it was thrown in the pit of lions along with the idiot who made it. That’s, well, good. I like rules. Rules are simple.
Mostly.
But afterwards, some buttheads reached to the conclusion that if you judge art the way they did up ’till now, YOU’RE A NARROW MINDED SHEEP! So they started creating stuff by taking every norm that existed until then and doing THE EXACT OPPOSITE, something that surprisingly became really appreciated and popular, probably because most people didn’t want to be considered lame, old-fashioned retards. Thus a new era was born…
*appropriate music in background*
….and, naturally, it died. Every rebellious counter-current eventually becomes the new norm, and next thing you know, you end up getting thrown to the lions again for not being original in the same way everyone else is. So people became non-conformist again. In a different way o_O. And then that became the norm. Again.
Repeat the process about 4 billions times and you have the present, where basically ANYTHING can be considered art:
We have the para para version 🙂 (=what the Japanese came up with using mini-skirts and extreme pop music).
And, just in case you were trying to forget, the original song and dance is THIS ONE:
*crawls back in study hell*
And now for something completely unrelated to Japan XD. And where I don’t have to write anything XD XD.
To the owners of the photos: I am so, so sorry for posting these without your permission. But please rest assured that I am neither claiming them as mine, not making sort of profit. I’ve linked to the authros page, if they had one (aka, if I found the pictured on deviantart) but if you want them to be removed, say so and they shall be deleted into thin air.
The sign says "Welcome to Japan!"
A week and a bit ago, my faculty organized a Japanese festival, a…thing that almost every Japanese teaching university in Bucharest seems to do every year. You wouldn’t picture them as mafia meetings but they kinda are, from what I’ve seen *shudder*Â It mostly consisted of shows and workshops: origami, ikebana, DANCES, give-away sushi, opportunity to prance around in a yukata and the like. And now, right after it was all over, we started talking abut NEXT year’s festival. The idea of a harakiri workshop popped, you know, the one with the cutting and the pain, the one that no emo kid would attempt doing because you can actually DIE?
According to, um, multiple sources, the most common definitions of enka usually orbit around “the Japanese version of folk” or “traditional songs adapted to modern music”. So, judging from these alone, you can either expect enka to be the music of cute little Japanese hippies, sitting around a fire and getting high on…fish, or, I don’t know, Lady Gaga playing a shamisen.
Or something in between.
Well, in that case, YOU WERE WRONG!
I’m officially part of the, like, BLOGOSPHERE. A dream come true, rest assured.
So, hi! My name is Ruxi, I’m from Romania and, being a person who has spent the majority of her 19 year old existence with a lot of free time and…no life no compensate for it, I’ve developed a tendency of being very, very good at memorizing stuff no one really needs or cares about knowing. You can call it general culture, up to a…certain point.
The point when 11 year-old me could have told you all the layers of the world of this game. And their landscape. And climate. And history.
Aaaaanyway, so now in the present, the things I discover are about as useless as before, but, in my opinion, interesting and/or funny, and hopefully you, the reader, can get a kick out of them. Thus the point of this blog. I shall try, for starters, to post different random info and…well…stuff I stumble upon on the Internet, on hidden and niche sites such as Wikipedia or Youtube . Areas of interest will include:
– retardness. music, viral videos, you name it. I NEED retardness in my life.
– music, tv shows and co. I may actually like.
– Japan. Me is Japanese Language student so it’s only natural. Covers a lot of topics and will more often than not overlap with the first subject.
– disturbingness. On occasion.
– FOOD!! ! Shall be treated with absolute seriousness.
– real life? Maybe, depends on how this blog will…um…evolve and how many people will realize that they NEED to know more about me.
– once in a blue moon, girly stuff. Like clothes and shoes that are entirely out of my league, both financially and aesthetically. And sweeeeets ~<3.
Most, of not all the posts will be in English, the most well-known modern language in the world. Yet again, because I’m snobbish and niche like that.
And, as you may have guessed from my initial enthusiasm, this blog is a college assignment. Therefore, comments of all sorts are greatly encouraged. I shall treasure them greatly :).
Coming next: AN ACTUAL POST! Until then, tootles XD.
The pits of the Internet. 