Once In a While Manga Review

Last post: May 28 2009. I can tell this blog's already rotting.

And now for a quick review a.k.a: RECCING~

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Akagami no Shirayukihime

(Red-haired Snow White Princess)
by Akizuki Sorata

Well, that's quite a mouthful.

Sypnosis; (QUOTED FROM AERANDRIA SCANS) Shirayuki was a young girl born with unique apple-red hair. She meets a famous but foolish Prince Raji, who falls in love with her at first sight and orders her to become his concubine. With nowhere else to go, Shirayuki cuts her hair and escapes to a neighboring country. While traversing through the forests, she meets a young boy, Zen, who helps her after she boldly cures his wounds, but then gets poisoned by an apple meant for Shirayuki. Meanwhile, Prince Raji sends out henchmen to search for her. What will happen to Shirayuki? What is Zen’s true character? A refreshing fantasy love story between an optimistic heroine and a prince who constantly stays on her watch.

+ Things I find attention-grabbing from said series;

1. The right-paced, none-too-quick romance. The type where the protagonists do not have it going during the first chapters. Personally, I have yet to encounter such a series prior to picking this one up, but that's just because I'm not too fond of shoujo mangas. =/
2. The medieval setting, those fashionable outfits. For a series with a medieval time frame, that's definitely a plus point. &hearts
3. A fairytale-- minus the fairies and whatnot. To top it all off, 'fairytale' is my favorite word.
4. ZEN IS LOVE. I ADORE HIM TOO MUCH IT PAINS. Enough said.
5. We have a heroine here that's a.) not a tsundere [not that I have a thing against said stereotype, it's merely because it's getting slightly repetitive], and b.) is likeable, deliciously likeable~
6. The interactions are just-- uwaah. So cute. So fuzzy. So lukewarm. Zen and Shirayuki give off the not-lovers-but-tad-a-bit-more-than-friends vibes.

This manga is so underrated, I wish others would also see the awesome that is Akagami no Shirayukihime. Currently, there are only 12 released chapters (in onemanga.com) and I hope updates would come faster.

READ IT. It certainly bagged first place in my favorite shoujo list. =]

[An Entry that's packed with stupidity and fantasy]

I think this is a slight paradox of the post prior to this one.

Instead of summer vacation nearing, it's gearing towards its end, ahaha. So. Farewell, summer vacation~ And dang, I really need to stop myself from being such a layout whore. -___- What makes it worse is that I fail so hard at HTML. OTL trying hard ahaha

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I think the world needs all sorts of medication. I think the government needs to stop making a fuss over certain issues when they're supposed to meddle with their own. I think-- I think politics is such a messy place and everything's overrated. I think the world is sinking and it's everybody's undoing. If everybody opts that he's always the right one, nobody stops. So if someone does dirty deeds, why not return it with a dirty punishment?

I think being too touchy has a lot of consequences.

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Anyway, HAPPY BIRTHDAY I:U forums! It's been two years and I hope we're still going strong~ I don't want to be cheesy anymore but. But it's been a nice couple of years of my unworthy life, like, seriously. ;__;b

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Somehow I can't get myself right

OH SHI- BLACK BLOOD!MAKA IS PURE BADASSERY LOVE. AND THERE GOES HOT!SOUL AND HIS AWESOME PIANO SKILLS. /ABUSES CAPSLOCK WITH JUST THIS SIMPLE STATEMENT FFFFF. OH DEAR FANDOM, I'M A TWO-TIMER. I STILL LOVE SOUL EATER AND HETALIA BOTH AT THE SAME TIME. AS IF THAT'S A BAD THING...NOT.

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On a more serious note, this is not writer's block and I'm sure of it. Suddenly my writings have gone haywire. Mostly concerning the 'lack' of emotions. I'm losing my passion, you guys. Why can't I be as passionate as you are, Spain?

I can't thank the I:U fanfiction community @ LJ enough though, you've kept my muses alive despite all the school stuffs that I ought to cram. &hearts

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I just bought myself a copy of the ever-glorious The Book Thief by Markus Zusak for 540 pesos in Fully Booked. And it's all worth it, seriously.

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*counts* Apparently there are too many pairings to ship in Hetalia. Like you can ship anybody with just about anybody. I'm still sticking with my America/England = OTP though, and as for OT3, I'll go with Austria/Hungary/Prussia and America/England/France. Of course, Russia/Everybody is given already. Y/Y?

Recently has been shipping Russia/China, though, above all possible Russia shippings.

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Summer break is nearing, and I'll miss Darwin - III. *le sigh*

This time, let's talk about drama- and geek out history

This is a mere fandom pondering. Mere, I say.

I'll make this short, just enough for me to vent out my dorky love for the Holy Roman Empire/Italia shipping, because it's just heart-wrenching like that. &hearts

So, most fan speculations are rooting for 'HRE = Amnesic!Germany' theory, which has yet to be proven by Hidekaz-sensei himself in the strips. Although I'd very much like to believe it as much as a fangirl would- no, that would be being biased, isn't it. However, technically AND historically speaking, during the dissolution of the Holy Roman Empire, the German states were formed (oh wait, there's still the Confederation of Rhine prior to that) and all that, and then after a few more struggles- boom! Came the present-day Germany. Or sort of. With history, one can never be too certain. The fact that today's Germany, or at least a quarter of its land, was once a land belonging to the HRE's territory. So basically, HRE = Young!Germany, Amnesic!Germany- take whichever fancies your taste, as long as there's a 'Germany' in there. (Argh, almost the same goes for the awesomeness that's known as the Prussian Empire- Germany, you've been through a lot.)

This. This is one of the reasons why the Hetalia fandom reeks too much of awesomeness. Because it pains. I do hope that HRE/Chibitalia = Germany/Italy, due to the fact that it would be simply more tragic that way. Ah, beauty.

[Journ] They say it's different

(I am but a mere living metaphor of loneliness and perhaps simple nothingness, to begin with. When I’m tasked to write something about myself, I usually come up with nothing, just blank. And now here I am, not knowing which direction should my muses go. But since I have already begun writing I might as well finish it.)

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My name is- as you know me- Miles, and my whole name is quite a mouthful. (In case you’re curious, it’s Marie Louise Emille M. Largoza- not that it matters, anyway) I have a passion for writing and reading, and I pretty much fail at any math-related subject, although that’s a given. Also, I’m an animal lover, a nature lover, a history geek (another side of all the nerdy rage, though, thanks mainly to Hetalia; I’m not an academically-challenged nerd simply because I can’t be.), and some sort of a weird person. I sometimes walk the sunny days with a sweater on. Go figure. I guess that’s what you can label as a unique taste for fashion (or perhaps horrible?), considering also the fact that I’m not really the type who typically follows the trend sometimes. I’ll admit that this would be cheesy but- I believe that even though you have a passion for something it doesn’t necessarily mean that you excel highly at it.

Let’s head towards the strong and weak points section, shall we? Due to my shy and meek façade, most of you probably portray me as- well, a harmless little being… which I’m really not. Nor that I’m a wolf in a sheep’s clothing- no, I’m not that one, either. I am the obnoxious, hyper type when I find something to go all giddy over, but I am also the moody, touchy one when I get sensitive. I find it painful when someone corrects me, although I assure you I’m open to criticisms (with that, I’ll admit that once in a while my masochistic tendencies can get the better of me)- at least, I want to be open. I’m a pessimistic optimist (yes, the intentional irony!) and I’m certain that I am quite more immature than mature. I’m particularly keen towards people’s characters and behaviors, which, until now, bothers me.

Lastly, as if that wasn’t obvious enough, I’m a fan of anything anime/manga-related. (Well, not all, really, I’m quite picky when I choose which series I should follow) To date, I’m currently obsessing over the web comic/anime entitled Axis Powers Hetalia. I’m fond of using various styles in writing, not to mention inventing different styles. Besides the facts that I’m female, I’m 15 years old, and that I’m currently in section Darwin, that’s probably all you need to know.

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[Figured I might as well post this.]

This is not the journalism post you've been looking for

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WE INTERRUPT YOUR DAILY PROGRAM VIEWING WITH THE FOLLOWING nonsensical NEWS:

Apparently, or not apparently, I moved with my fail!blogging-fu skills to my livejournal account. In which my username is darklogic09, yeah, for kiddies. Don't ask.

...what, it's not like anybody's reading this.

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Reality is Harsh.

...And that's all there is to it.

Need to vent out. To angst. To watch the world crumble to pieces in front of me- for the umpteenth time. Is there no such thing as an escape route? Once reality catches up with you, it leaves a burning mark.

Too bad, though. Reality's cruelty never leaves you untainted. Unspoiled. Untarnished.

Today. This cursed day, like any other typical bad-luck-enhanced day. I'm not expecting the worst. Oh no, sire. I'm not.

What's the friggin' use of trying to cheer yourself up, anyway? To lighten up your own mood, all by yourself, simply because you don't want your facade and pride to come crumbling down also? It wounds your ego. Of course that's always a fact. Always.

I know. I'm talking some rubbish, nonsensical words, phrases, sentences- time and time again. I can't help it, however. I'm also aware that despite angsting unreasonably here, I'll never be able to type in the main cause anyway. Just let this out. That's all I can ask- from myself.

Dammit, so insecure. So unsure. So lacking of self-esteem. Is this the farthest point I can go, even if heaven knows I can still push myself over the limit? My settled limit?

School. Necessities. Grades. Pride. Social relationships. Love? Life. Many weights, crashing down on me all at once, my shoulders, body, mind- unable to bear them. But what, then? I- may not have the right to complain. I may not have every right in the world to whine about duties, responsibilities, etc.etc- since I am to accept them eventually. When there's no more path that stretches itself in front of you, on the very place you've put your feet on- it leaves you no other option. Just follow, you have to.

Existence being cut off. *sighs*

...But hell no, not yet- at least, not now. There are still a whole lot of things to ponder. To muse about. To give time for.