2009-06-05, 00:36 Earth time.

My family and I (excluding my father, as always) went to see the Pixar movie UP today. Needless to say, it was a great movie, and also quite tragic. Up to this moment Pixar’s never made a bad movie. Ever. Though I admit Cars was a bit disappointing. Still, compared to the rest of the family movie industry (at least the American one), Pixar’s top. Still, I can’t wait to see Studio Ghibli’s movie Ponyo of the Sea of the Cliff. It sounds a little bit awkward in English, but not so much in Japanese. Aside from Tales of Earthsea, directed by Hayao Miyazaki’s inexperienced son, Ghibli’s never made a bad movie either. Pixar and Ghibli are actually close friends.

What an entry yesterday, wasn’t it? I always get like that when I think of life… If I thought of life every day, surely I would go mad. There’s no doubt about it. But I’m afraid—if I don’t think enough about life, then surely I won’t live. I want to live. Forever.

Math’… Algebra, specifically. It’s very difficult, at least when you don’t have a tutor around. The book is written as if the student already knows how to do everything—it makes no sense! While I hate being patronised, I wouldn’t mind if being treated condescendingly would help me with my mathematics. That’s how much suffering I’ve been through with algebra. However, my mother says that geometry and trigonometry will be much easier and also quite enjoyable. I hope she’s right. We may share the same interests, but we’re still quite, quite different from each other. She doesn’t know even a quarter of me, and of that quarter of me, only a quarter is she similar to me.

For a while, I cried myself out at frustration. Then I just skipped the problem and moved on, feeling much better. I wish I could solve that one problem. But, my mother can’t help, my father’s can’t help, and all help pages I find on the Internet that pertain to what I’m doing are usually meant for college students.

My beautiful cat, Rasui, is sleeping on my bed as I type this. He played outside all day. He’s so beautiful… He’s a marbled tabby, not too fat, not too thin. His front and back paws are white, though in the back the white goes further up. His belly and his chin are also a clean white. As for the rest of his coat, it’s a bit difficult to describe… The base colour is a light brownish sort of thing, except it looks like it had just the tiniest bit of green mixed in with it. His markings are black, and as I’ve said, he’s a marbled tabby. He has mascara, and the characteristic tabby “M” on his forehead. His eyes are amber. His nose is black around the edges, and a dark carnation pink inside this black pale. Oh, and he has a kinked tail!

I don’t know what you think about cats, but in America there’s a misconception on just how friendly, playful, and adventurous they are. Friendly… Cats are altruistic, did you know that? We (Rasui and I) were playing rough once, and he went too far and gave me quite a gash on my arm. He was the first to see this, stopped playing immediately, and motioned as if he were going to lick it. Before he could, I picked up my arm and saw the huge gash. It wasn’t much of a bother. I just washed it off. I’ve seen cuts on people’s wrists before, and have met other people my age who’ve cut themselves. They say it took months for their scars to heal. Secretly, I wish my scar doesn’t heal. Though it may seem strange to other people, I’ll always treasure this scar. Rasui…

He’s also very cheeky. Sometimes, I see him outside our glass door leading to what small of a back yard we have. He sits there, meowing. And he knows—every time he meows, I come bounding down the stairs hollering “RASUI” as if I were on fire. And so I did just that, and opened the glass door. You know what that guy did? He ran into the bushes and started meowing again. It’s his version of “catch me if you can.”

Rasui really is a considerate guy. I ate some caramel candy once, and after that, he stole a piece from my mother and dropped it in front of me, giving a little “mow.” And he’s brought back many presents for me! Rats, mice, lizards that don’t have tails… And when there’s nothing to bring, he just gives me socks. Or hair ties. Though he usually steals my hair ties while I’m around, as he knows I’ll chase after him.

I should mention a few other things about myself. I love sketching, though I’m very nervous to do so in public. I also have a knack for singing, and I even was part of my middle school choir in the 7th grade. I can be an alto or soprano. I also love video games… Good ones, at least. So far my computer is the best in the house, but it could barely handle SPORE. What I would do for an Alienware computer… Oh, and I also love music. All kinds of music. I don’t have a favourite genre, and I like so many artists I can’t possibly pick out a favourite one. All I care about is whether the music is good or not.

Jumping and reaching for the stars vainly… I swear. Some day, I’ll reach those stars. And some day I’ll get decent binoculars…

Oh, and by the way, it hasn’t rained today. It dried up very quickly right after last night, though it wasn’t too hot. It was just right. Which is rare…