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tinneetintin
05 March 2012 @ 05:24 pm


March 3, 2012 marks an important day in my life — for that was the day I have graduated from fandom.

Not a lot of people would understand my love for this band. It doesn’t really matter though if they do or not. At the end of the day what is important is I am happy and this rocked my boat. Upon writing that, this article doesn’t aim for anyone to have understand me but this article is a pure expression of my appreciation for l’arc~en~ciel.

This is the story of my rainbow across the sky told.

My red fear:  

I am so afraid of flying, more so — of travelling alone. I super dread that. In order for me to see them back in 2008, I have to brave that. There was no other choice if I wanted to see them perform right before my very eyes.

I have mustered all the courage I had in me and come May that year, I found myself travelling from Manila to Clark to Macau to Hong Kong to AsiaWorld back to Macau to Clark to Manila. They made me travel alone and fly and ride a ferry across and back. Who would have thought I was brave enough to do that? When the rest of the world even thought that I can’t even be alone for a second or to even sleep with the lights turned off. That was the time I told myself, I think i have had matured a little. And just when i thought i woul just do that once… I was so wrong! I just did it again. And this time: backpacking style! They turned my red fear to red courage and now I am wearing the red Bravery badge!

My Orange friends:

I am a self-proclaimed introvert and anti-social. I don’t like making friends an I stick with the people that I an do used to. There’s nothing much that changed about that, however, they brought me new friends. I never really imagined having a lot of friends!

So, I started knowing people whether they were directly or indirectly appreciating the band. I met LPFC and her sister org, Juujiro. I met people who are like me, great fans. Through them, I got to know some indie bands and some friends of them there. Here, I have experienced creating events, attending events and manning events. How cool can that be!

Through one of the members (who is now a good friend of mine), I learned that I can have a Hyde doll to keep. That led me to knowing another group called ManikaManila and her sister org Manikako. I was given a chance to interact with some of the most awesome doll owners in the country and outside.

The president of the group was very active at that time so, that gave us a chance to be part of the biggest toy convention in Asia. For 4 consecutive years now, I have been part of toy con and I would still love to be a part of it.

In search for all things l’arc~en~curl it led me to 3 great sites that I won’t forget. First was Tokyo-Nights. I found a lot of awesome people here who did not only share their love laruku but shared their love for Japanese music. It opened my world to other great artists like Tokyo Jihen. Second was Dive to Blue Forum. I Found here the most generous fans ever. Here, no fan was greater than the other, everyone’s at the same level. Third was CyWorld. In search of doll in mind groups for my Hyde doll, I found this site. Here I met the coolest people on the planet. We can about anything under the sun and they didn’t really cared whoever you are, the most important rule is to respect other members.

I also made friends at the concert grounds. They were the nicest fans, they weren’t snobbish and just like me — they’d brave any place to see l’arc~en~ciel.

They were a great conversation topic. And I’d talk about them every time. I think they were thefirst topic I had with my boyfriend!

Orange friends were coming closer with every note I sang with l’arc~en~ciel.

My Yellow tongue:

  I had been learning the Japanese language but i guess it never really peaked up until the time I saw them in concert. I litterally had started memorizing their songs, understanding the lyrics and imaginging what it meant. This made me fall in love more with their culture and language and Hyde and l’arc~en~ciel.

Then, I realized how sentimental Japanese could be — using wasurenai than oboete. They use don’t forget more than remember. I just thought that don’t forget is more like begging than asking.

I found hyde’s poetry really moving. I found tetsuya’s words were more of awakening. Yukihiro was the real rocker if the group as he writes similar to other rockers I have known. Ken’s words were just simply romantic.

More than that, I found myself singing to words foreign to my brown tongue — it turned yellow as Honey as I sang to their every words. Thus, a yellow tongue.

The Green dream:

  No, they didn’t turn me into a perv but they did turn me into loving money! In order to buy stuff I have to earn more. Because of that, I have tried selling online and doin part-time jobs!

The road to fandom is not that easy! I have wanted to travel with them and the dram to go to Japan and see them person in their home court. I worked hard. Together with that, I dreamt of fame. I wanted to become something more than I am so, meeting them is easier. In saying so, I became more competitive than ever.

For a moment, I lived for them. My big dreams in green!

Blue hopes:

  Being a fan can be dissappounting at times. Some times you can’t help but think they care less about you. every fan like me, has dreams of being noticed so I did a lot. It was extreme to the point that I have a specially made doll in the likeness of Hyde. Though, the love for the doll became different font my love of their real person.

At times, you see, you become embittered by the thought of other fans get noticed but not you. So lucky, right? I’m concerts they get to have other things like catching tetsuya’s banana or hyde’s pick. It can be very frustrating.

Last saturday, I did not have any of those feelings. My blue dissappoiments and hopes were just simple blown away by their soulful and energetic perfomance. I closed my eyes and felt that they were playing only for me.

I was feeling fine for my blue hopes turned into a hot blue flame of appreciation.

Indigo music:

  They play different genre and they collaborate with different artists. They made me appreciate more than just one face of music.

They maybe a rock band but they can sure play music that can make you dance. They had an alter ego P’unk~en~ciel. It only goes to show that afterall they are humans.

I chase them and they chase their dreams. They fulfill my indigo music.

Violet passion:

  They can always make me feel young. Last Saturday I was 20 and they were forever young. In the last 4 years, I have grown and so they did. Under the makeup, lines were showing but I still wish they wouldn’t stop playing their music.

I share their passion. Yukihiro made my heart beat with the beating of his drum. I felt him making the rhythm, my blood rushed. Ken, as always, reached musical orgasm. I felt him with every strum and pluck of the strings on his guitar. Tetsuya gave a tingle to my spine with every bass note he plays. Sending me into a trance of under tones. Hyde, made me sing a language foreign to me that doesn’t need translation. Their violet passion sings the the song to me in langauge I know — love.

I stepped in to fascination — kiss!

My pot of gold: 

  Whatelse would I want as a fan? I have went to extremes and saw them twice perform. I invested in an extensive collection of their CDs and memorabilias. Because of Hyde doll I have been featured on tv and was called and tagged as a die-hard Japanese rock band fan. Whatelse is there? : the chance to have met them in person not the media famous way. My pot of gold would be that one afternoon in a cafe drinking coffee with them and talking about music, dreams, love and life.

Last saturday, I graduated from fandom. Standing there from a far, God have whispered to me that i have had my pot of gold. L’arc~en~ciel and I had met 2x in the same place and time. More so, I carry them with me in my iPod. I meet them everyday through my CDs. I converse with them through songs and interact throguh the numerous times I have to repeat thei past concerts. I have met them.

In times I feel sad, they console me and when I am happy they sing for me. I have found a greater appreciation for them.

What good is this article if it will Not reach them? I don’t know. Maybe one day some of their staff or even their kids would stumble upon this and would know that they madey heart draw a dream.

I have graduated from fandom. But it won’t stop me from singing their songs. Last Saturday, I was there for music and friendship and dreaming. I was there for their ideals and how they looked at the world. I was there for good times and sharing one passion with them.

I was there for the dream that our hearts have drawn.

Azayaka no niji, my vivid raibow, le l’arc~en~ciel : and aking matingkad na bahag- hari was shining more than ever!

Thank you for the wonderful show Ken, Hyde, tetsuya and yukihiro. Please enjoy the rest of the world tour, you so deserve this fame and respect you have earned.

You have come a long way and everything us for today!

 
 
tinneetintin
10 March 2011 @ 12:19 am

Which song makes you happy every time you hear it, and why?

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There is one song that really makes me happy when I hear it -- Summer Time by NEWS. Ok, so it is in Japanese and I am not. NEWS is a quite popular boy band in Japan. I don't really understand most of what they are saying in the song to be honest but... whenever I hear it, it makes me smile. The tone, the music is really light to listen to and the way that they sing the song... just makes you smile. I guess the idea that it is a SUMMER SONG, it brings you that youthful excitement of the sun and the sea and the sand and running by the beach all day long... ^-^
 
 
tinneetintin
23 February 2011 @ 10:28 am


A little kiss
After the sun had set
A little hug
After the evening prayer
The warmth envelopes my cold resin body
I feel the love surging within me

When she sleeps
No sound escapes
Peace surrounding this place
All thru the night
The moon's all round
Shining bright
Stealing the limelight
From her comrades the stars

I move my feet
As softly as I can
It creeks
So slowly I move
I stand
Now I find my balance

I don't want to wake her up

I look at her
I feel my heart beating
In the morning
Until the sun is out
All she does is shower me with love
It feels so good
So unreal
How can you love something that cannot feel?

And then I ask:
Up until when shall it last?

I sit beside her
No contact shall be made
But this is the only time I have
To make her feel
That I love her too
I touch her hand
and she moves...

I am afraid to wake her up

Will she be scared?
Will she scream?
Will she think of me as evil?
Will she be happy?
Will she talk to me?
Will she...

My heart tells me i'm curious
But my heart has a fear of knowing

She turns around
She faces me

I touch her face
It is so warm
Makes me want to hug her
Thank her for all the care

Time flies so fast
Soon she'll be awake
I pray that I don't have to go back
To that inanimate state

I pray to wipe her tears
I pray to laugh with her
I pray to answer her
In times she feels alone

As for the rest of the night
I come to life
And every night I will
For as long as her love
Is as strong as thunder
I will have the strenght to move
Defying nature


 
 
tinneetintin
01 February 2011 @ 01:06 am
 It has been a while since I had written anything with sense. I hold no excuse for that. Not that my hobbies are senseless, it's just that I needed a break from thinking the way that I am used to. A paradigm shift, maybe or better yet, a metanoia.

These past few days, I had been battling with one of my greatest weakness - love. It holds true for everyone, I believe. How can a 4-letter word be so complicated.

I'd like this post to be interactive. So please, feel free to comment. I will do my best to reply.

What do you want to remember when you grow old?

So, I posted this on several sites. I only asked the question. The responses are very interesting. Different strokes for different folks. Makes you realize what matters most to these people who you think you already know.

The question is one thing, coming up with this question is another.

I am trying to understand the cultural differences of my boyfriend and me. Looking at the bigger picture, it may seem that there's a lot. From responsibilities to thoughts and ideas, we are different.

Earlier, he asked what I was doing. I said I was replying to Happy Birthday posts. He said that I could be doing something more than that. That conversation led us to talking about friends and how come I have a lot of them. Then it led him to ask me: How can you have so much time?

My boyfriend is Japanese. He was born and raised in Japan. His way of thinking is a little more liberal than most people from where he came from. Still, his main focus is work. I remember him telling me that he is working to have a good life in the future. I believe that the country's norm is focused on things to make you productive. Feel free to correct me if I am wrong.

I told him that, having time is a choice.

It was hard to explain, especially that he is not feeling well and had been itching to go to sleep. So I wrote him an email trying to explain how I can have much time. Here's what I told him:

Having time for other things is a choice
It's more than time management
Life is short
I have to balance life
I don't want to grow old
Asking myself, why did I never have time for anything else?
When I grow old,
I want to remember that I have loved
Love that one person that matters most to me
Love my family (Mom, Dad, Kei and Eri)
Love the things that I keep (my dolls)
Love the things that I enjoy (playing the guitar, sketching and writing poetry)
Love the people I met (my friends)
Love myself by loving what God had gave me

That the future is not just made of achievements from work
It's made by memories that you do now

I pray that he understands my context. I have chosen the words that he can understand.

I wrapped the email up, posting him this question: What do you want to remember when you grow old?

I wonder what he will reply.

I told him my answer:

Me...
Call it corny,
I want to remember that I am happy
To be in love.

x-posted
 
 
tinneetintin
25 August 2010 @ 06:03 am

Dear Lord,

I light a candle in this time when --
All we see is darkness, You are our only light.
I light a candle in this time when --
All we feel is coldness, You are the warmth in our hearts.
I light a candle in this time when --
We constantly live in fear, You are our shield.

I light this candle, Oh Lord
Teach us how to trust
Strenghten this faith
Embrace us in Your mercy

I light this candle, Oh Lord
To show the path of understanding
Burning all doubts to ashes
Learning to accept our mistakes

Dear Lord,

I have lit the candle and mourns he who died
Without earning what he should have earned
Efforts fallen on deaf ears and closed minds

I have lit the candle and mourns them who died
Without a single warning, not being able to say goodbye
Lives ending in a most tragic way

I have lit the candle and mourns with those who lived
Never forgetting what happened, living a nightmare
Constantly in search of answers

I have lit the candle and mourns for this society
Who says a lot but will soon forget
Like nothing ever happened, never learning anything

I have lit the candle and mourns for these rotting brains in higher places
Without so much care
Because it isn't half bad since it was not them

Today, as the world will mourn
I light a candle
For the victim and his victims
The perpetrators and the mindless
The dead minds
For all those who think they understand
For all those who says a lot
For all those who discriminates
For all those who criticizes
For all those who had been looked upon

As the the light of this candle burns,
Give us Your grace in this time of turmoil
Make us remember the grimm and the sorrow
In the midst of everything:
Envelope us all in Your forgiveness
Bring peace to these souls
Touch us with humility
In Your time, Oh Lord.
I pray
As this candle burns...Amen.


 
 
tinneetintin
23 August 2010 @ 10:56 pm
Today, the Philippines shocked the world with a news that is sad. It could have been prevented but... we let it happened.



We all contributed to what happened. We were all numb and deaf.



If we only had cared for one another.



We condemn what happened for our own selfish reasons.



At the end of the day, we should be feeling sad for all the lives lost.



In the bigger picture... they were all victims of a victim of a victim.



Today, I light a candle and whisper my prayer...





Dear Lord... Envelope us in Your forgiveness and embrace us with Your Love.<input ... ></input><input ... >
 
 
 
tinneetintin
02 August 2010 @ 12:37 pm

Teh Stowy of Me Chaiw

Halo werld. My name is Madeline Eloise.
...and
zis is me chaiw!


 


Madeline Eloise tells you her story! ^-^ )
 
 
tinneetintin
20 July 2010 @ 10:58 am

What do you dream when you are awake?

...
I don't know... really.

I have written Riku and Jui letters through ameblo.
I made friends with new people.

My plans changed.
In a matter of 1 day.
My whole life turned around.

Now I am excited.
Something big is coming my way.

I want this and it shows.

...
After 2 days... it still feels too good to be true.

Soon, I'll be in the place where I wanted to be.
All the things I have dreamed of...
---within reach.

I stand for the power to change,

...
I embrace change.

It's all within reach now.

Hyde will be with me.
Wherever I go...

I will never leave you.

The things that never happened are harder to forget.

...
So... make them happen.

They will happen!
I am sure of that.

Do you believe in magic?

...
One is about to happen in a few days.
 


 
 
tinneetintin
14 July 2010 @ 10:54 pm

Words, I never thought I'd say
Today had finally come my way
This grief, I can't believe it's true
Tonight, they are all for you

I wish to rewind all the days in this year
They were all live in a pace so fast
Now, I stand before my fears
No, I can't make those moments last

Lend me your arms, tonight
Through this cold you have to hold me tight
Lend me your arms, tonight
I want to make it until there's light

I'd follow wherever you go
Our footprints will never be covered by snow
But now, I have to go through life
Without you helping me through the strife

Lend me your arms, I pray
The rain, it won't go away
Lend me your arms, I pray
Shelter me, please stay

The music lost its rhythm
No melody syncs with the voice
Our song had ceased to play
Tonight, I am trapped in the nest of disbelief

Lend me your arms, I shout
I need you to lift me out of this crowd
Lend me your arms, I plead
Heal my heart that bleeds

Lend me your arms
And please keep me warm
Lend me your arms
And this storm shall be calmed.

 

 Sweet dreams, Ren.

Nana Chapter 78. Ren dies in a car crash.

 

 

 


 
 
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tinneetintin
25 May 2010 @ 02:03 am

Do you have any recurring dreams? If so, what do you think it says about your personality? How about your unconscious hopes, fears, and desires?

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Yes, I have had recurring dreams about a Cathedral that I've never seen in my life. In some of the dreams, I am inside and some of them I am outside. If I were to stitch the scenes together, I say that I already have panaromic view of the place in and out.

Just this afternoon, I dreamt of its courtyard, where a supposed black rose was flowering. A statue of the Virgin Mary was on the other of the courtyard looking at me and my "guide". He's always in my dreams, I know his voice but I've never seen his face. I remember him saying that the Black Rose is a manifestion of the Rosa Mystica, which is a name attributed to the Virgin Mary.

In some of the dreams, I was praying inside the Cathedral and a big Nazarene was there. The Cathedral is made of stone. It looks old and has a very gothic feel to it. In my dreams, I live near this Cathedral. There's a square beside it and there's a building where the nuns and priests live. There are lots of trees and for sure, it's not from my country because there were dreams where there's snow. It doesn't snow on this side of the planet.

This recurring dreams had been bothering me and scaring me. I tried talking about it and I'd forget for a couple of days and when I start to forget, the dream of the place would haunt me again. 

There was even a dream where I entered a certain passage in the Cathedral, it lead us to some kind of crypt and there were... I am not sure of they are slaves but they look dirty and their skin were shining probably because they were sweating that bad. They were eating and looking at us. I was so afraid and felt threatened and thought that they can reach me then hurt me. The guide told me that it was an asylum when I asked an asylum for what, we reached the end of the passage. He didn't not speak. Suddenly, I was on top of a mountain with people on a circle chanting some words that I don't understand. There were 3 people inside the circle --- an old man, a lady and another guy which I don't really have a word to describe. Their faces are unclear. I was suddenly inside of the circle and the old man said that they were waiting for me. Then I woke up... panting.

I am not sure what it meant. The only people I tell my dreams too are my mom and my two sisters which obviously can't give me a better explanation than it's just a dream.

Personality-wise, the dream is rather dim and dark and I am usually a bubbly, happy person. I'd say that it's my total opposite. On a romatic point of view, it maybe that being sad and depressed is something that I am afraid of.

I say I'm no fanatic religious person but I pray a lot. The setting of the dream which is the Cathedral, clearly symbolizes that. The Black Nazerene Basilica is a favorite place of mine and that may explain the Nazarene inside the Cathedral.

I can only interpret as much and the other parts are just so hard to interpret. Maybe someone can help with this recurring dream. I'd very much appreciate it.