Entries for September, 2007

September 6, 2007 @ 10:43 PM
Moon River

Posted by baboysai under Baboysai's Works


These past few days, I went deeper into friendship.

I was a freshman in the university five years ago. In the dormitory, I shared almost every night sleepless with seven other girls, talking about boys in white towels, talking about Manuel L. Quezon, and the Philippines. Within these five years, we've been shuffling in and out of each other's lives, but constantly we kept in touch. Friends of friends became my friends, our circle got bigger, we kissed, we hugged, we knew in our hearts we'd be friends for a long time.

We were kept together in the beginning because of our collective search for love. We found it in each other, and at this same time we found it in other places. Each of us found a separate path to take, and each of us was passionate about our destinies. We found boyfriends. And we realized that we missed each other.

Right now whenever we meet, accidentally or otherwise, I see how we've all grown, and how we've drifted apart, but I still feel the promise deep in my heart that we've gone through so much together, and we still will. No matter how different we've led our lives.

 


I've been busy with so many things, and that other people have been busy too. We were busy for the same reasons. It was yesterday that I felt we grew apart, this other set of friends that I somehow took for granted because I see them almost everyday.

 

It's the irony that you see each other so often, yet the space is so wide in between. Closing the gap isn't always easy, but when you're friends, it comes naturally.

Yesterday I had time with old friends that I shared secrets with, and though I had so many things to do, I could not let this chance slip by.

I am a selfish person, and I wanted to spend time with people I missed, so let me have it.

 


Today I felt like going on a date with a friend, and I didn't know why. Maybe it was gut feel, maybe it was divine intervention. But today, I felt needed. And I felt a deep sense of care for someone. I thought about the things I went through, and I realized that if it weren't for friends I'd have lost spirit, lost love, lost life. I, for the longest time, was the one being comforted. Now that I felt someone needed it, I was actually happy for her that I was there to give it.

 

It was today that I finally felt I learned, after all these years, how to not think of my affairs for a moment, despite all the work and worldly tasks clamoring for my attention. It was today I gave my all for someone else.

 


A friend of mine will be leaving tomorrow for the US, and she'll be gone for at least a year. I thought to myself that I have never been separated that long from anybody. I thought that she would be gone for three years, and when she corrected me, I was surprisingly relieved. Why was I surprised? Because I didn't know how I felt about her until today. I told her before I'd miss her, but it was only today that I really felt it.

 


Tonight I was reminded that I am a jealous friend, but not a possessive one. It's not the first time I've concluded this, and it won't be the last. I was sad and nostalgic about the whole thing, but I let it go. I am still young, and even right at this moment I feel that I'll learn more. What I like about myself is that I always give myself a chance.

 

The music in the restaurant was playing happy songs, and somehow ended on a sad note. I didn't know what this meant, but it was at this moment that I went quiet and really thought hard about friendship. The songs played were all songs from childhood, or perhaps a few years back, songs that were timeless, ageless, and forever beautiful.

Moon River, wider than a mile

I'm crossing you in style someday.

Oh dream maker, you heart breaker,

Wherever you're going, I'm going your way.

Two drifters off to see the world,

There's such a lot of world to see.

We're after the same rainbow's end...

Waiting 'round the bend,

my huckleberry friend,

Moon River and Me.

 


THE END. Baboysai is happy and sad.

9 cared.



September 16, 2007 @ 12:58 AM
This Awkward Feeling

Posted by baboysai under Baboysai's Days


Nothing.  I'm just telling you guys that I cleaned the house for the first time in two months.  Imagine the two months worth of mold, dust, hair, slime, grease, ice, dead meat, and dirty clothes. 

 
And finally,

in one big push,

 

 

they're gone. 

Baboysai listens to FF 8 emulator.
Baboysai reads FF 8 emulator.

THE END. Baboysai is crazy.

14 cared.



September 21, 2007 @ 09:30 PM
Princess Hours=12

Posted by baboysai under Baboysai's Reviews


I am not new to this Koreanovela culture. It all happened because of My Sassy Girl. So what's new?

I am a self-proclaimed Manga addict. I can endure days without leaving the house, as long as there's crackers, and sit in front of my computer reading gigs, I repeat, GIGABYTES of illegally-obtained copyrighted material that's been spreading on the internet like wildfire. This is the dirty truth behind Manga. So what's new? The answer is:

Manwha.

I've encountered the term about a few years back, while searching for new material to read. Manwha is not really a Korean term for Manga (which is the Japanese term for comic). A more politically correct meaning would be that it is a Korean comic, Manga-style. It wouldn't be hard for Manga readers to be reading Manwha. What gave me the hesitation was that, after reading an introduction from Manga Temple, I had the impression that Manwha, being a bit younger culture than Manga, had not quite developed, hence the art style is undeniably inferior to its Japanese counterpart.

Now I'm very particular about art. I mean, I could go on reading Manga that wouldn't have too spectacular an art like Takehiko Inoue's (of Vagabond) for example, if the story pulled it off. Or sometimes I just overlook it because it's smutty*. But I once dropped a certain Manga because the art was too lazy I couldn't even tolerate it, even if I always had this notion that all art of a particular Manga is bound to improve as chapters/volumes progress.


After that LOOONG introduction justifying myself, I move on to the review of Goong, where the Korean drama Princess Hours was based.

I had heard about this Manwha for quite a while now, and I never got to checking it out. Not until I decided to skip working on my thesis anyway. So I did, and honestly, for the first few chapters I wanted to stop. This is how it looked like:

Chapter 01 p. 10

But I had persevered because interestingly, no matter how much I felt the Japanese influence, the "Korean-ness" of the work was really strong. The story, if you can't gather from the picture, is of this girl Chae Gyeung, who attends the same high school as the Crown Prince of Korea, Lee Shin. There is a disclaimer at the start of the story that it is purely fictional, and that although the Korean Royalty does not exist anymore, let's just say that they do, up to this decade. It might be that I felt the Korean spirit in the story because of how much culture had been explained to me. I was bombarded with information about Korean Royalty right from the start.

The story goes on that the Prince has to marry at a young age so that the Princess-to-be might have more time to adjust herself to palace lifestyle, which is not a joke. The Prince, at this time, proposes to a close friend from school, but is rejected. He then realizes that he shouldn't marry the person he loves, because the life of a Princess is to be trapped in the palace, forced to follow strict rules and perform stressful duties. He decides it would be someone whom he wants to suffer. And that girl is Chae Gyeung.

It goes on without saying that, being a girly comic, love is bound to happen. The main difference I found with this Manwha and all other typical Shoujo (for girls) Manga is the story-telling. A typical Manga would have obstacles that come 100%, and disappear 100%. In this particular story, everything just comes, and nothing disappears. I read this story volume after volume. I couldn't stop because waves and waves of trouble just kept on coming. There might be an expected frustration on the part of the reader, but even with this style there are small favors the author does to please the reader. A smile here, or a hug there, but nothing to really satisfy your hunger to read more. You keep scrolling the pages, faster than a reading bullet (from David Ty), always asking the question When? When? When?

And though the art is still very distinct, and I did not expect that it would turn into a Manga anyway, it improved greatly beyond my expectations. So-Hee Park outdid herself. This story demanded attention to detail, and the artist was more than generous. Here are samples of the later scenes (from Volume 06):

Volume 06 Chapter 01 p. 23

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Even if I have read 14 volumes (92 chapters) in 12 hours, I was even slowed down by the Royal House terms that had to be explained time and time again. And would you believe that it was only after 14 volumes that these two Royals have an understanding about their feelings? And it was only after 14 volumes that I was allowed to sleep. In my sleep, and in my waking hours, I kept thinking about Goong.

*smutty: cute, girly hentai, not exactly porn. Cute, steamy sex, I suppose.


Title: Goong (means Palace)
Author/Artist: So-Hee Park
Vintage: 2002
No. of Volumes: Currently 15 in Korea, on-going
Where to get it: Mangatraders, or VK scans
Rating: /10

Credits: Korean-Manwha Scanlating group, VK scans scanlators, And the rest of the scanlators for this series who have not included their credits in the downloads.

 

Baboysai reads Goong again.

THE END. Baboysai is a bad student.

4 cared.



September 29, 2007 @ 07:08 PM
Girlfriend



Nobody sees her as a potential girlfriend because although she looks good, is athletic, she seems to kick boys around too much. Literally.

I go home with her all the time, and nobody ever thinks anything is going on between us. I'm a dork, for God's sake.

But something does happen between us. Always. Only one thing. Sex.

I realize I love her. She doesn't see it the same way. Only one thing happens between us.

 


She's my older brother's girlfriend. I shouldn't look at her that way. She's my older brother's girlfriend.

 

I kiss her, she kisses back. We pretend, for the sake of just pretending, that my brother is non-existent. We pretend, for the sake of just pretending, that we are a couple. The phone rings, and the game ends. She hurries to meet my brother at the door.

While my brother turns his back, she holds my hand. She's my older brother's girlfriend.


"We should break up. You and I just don't go good together. Everybody wonders why we're together. You're beautiful, you're class president, you're popular. I'm just nobody. We should break up."

"But you're so cute, and quiet. You don't complain when I make a mistake."

"You just want an obedient pet. You don't want a boyfriend."

"Kiss me."

I can't say no.


Like the usual fanfiction writer writes a disclaimer: As much as I would like to claim these short stories for my own, well, I can't.

They are actually just three of many short stories compiled in the form of the serial comic, Girlfriend, written by Masaya Hokazono and drawn by Court Betten. The stories in these volumes are very intense, and yet very familiar. These short stories are based on contemporary Japanese relationships.

I really find this comic to be a really good read. One-shots, as short comics are often referred to, are not my type. Even after I've taken the short story course in college, I've never tried reading one-shots. I do appreciate short stories, but I believed that if they came in the form of comics, it would really ruin the mood. But I now realize that it all depends on how the art delivers these stories that comics can also be a very powerful medium for short stories. Girlfriend actually opened my eyes.

Court Betten's art is also very subtle, but very defined. If the art were stronger than this, it would overwhelm the lines of the story, especially since the writer is so fond of strong one-liners. The art is just enough to deliver the message, not in any way grabbing the attention from the words, but without it, the story would have a weaker impact.

If short stories are your type, you should try reading this. That is, if you're comfortable with them. Because as you may have noticed, these stories are ALL adult-themed, and by adult-themed, I mean that there is sex involved. If you're okay with that, you won't regret reading this.

Girlfriend v01 ch01

 


Title: Girlfriend
Type: A compilation of short stories; Manga
Author: Masaya Hokazono
Artist: Court Betten
Scanlated by:
Kotonoha
No. of Volumes: 4 (19 chapters), on-going
Where to get it: Mangatraders

 

 

 

Rating: /10

Baboysai listens to Interbyu ni Mike Kao..
Baboysai reads stuff for my thesis -_-

THE END. Baboysai is stumped.

9 cared.



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