Hinata Boardoms : Kwarto ni Kitsune

there's more to this story

2011-08-02T08:31:00.000+08:00

Hayaaa... I never thought Keitaro would forget his sister's birthday. Narusegawa was mad about it. It was funny for her to get mad, because Kana-chan didn't look upset. Maybe Naru was angry in place of Kanako? I don't know. But after the party, when everything died down, I saw Keitaro staring outside. I was still wide awake, even when everyone fell asleep. So we had a conversation.

"Thanks to your help, Kitsune-san. The book's almost finished."

"Yeah yeah, but man, come on, you should've remembered your sister's birthday. Kana-chan was really excited about it and she probably wanted a gift from her 'Oniisama'. Erk. What happened?"

"My- my professor's... been... he's been involved in a car accident." Keitaro looked pale too.

"WHAT?"

"He permitted us to drink in campus... and he got drunk as well... I guess it was best for him if he slept in campus. So right after this morning-- we received a phone call from the literature department and-- the people involved in the party-- we're under review and we be facing suspension and a penalty from our credit hours... the autobiography-- our work... there's a possibility that it'll get scrapped too. My professor's in a comatose state. So I couldn't go home because of what happened." I saw Keitaro grip his hands very tight. "And now I forgot Kanako's birthday. I'm tired, Kitsune-san. I'm really tired."

I didn't say anything else. We spent the night seated while staring out the window. We can hear the crickets of the night. The stars were out so bright. And the moon engraved so deep on our sight. The dark silence held my breathe tight. It was just him and me. Waiting. Quiet. Confused. Still. Until the sun rose. And it was a new day.

I know this feeling

2011-07-19T23:32:00.002+08:00

"Keitaro, man, you don't look so good."

"I couldn't sleep, Kitsune-san. I can't seem to put some color to my professor's autobiography. My writing's dull and so the book looks dull. My professor's not really a dull person and he's personally asked me to do the most of the part. He's counting on me."

"You can't sleep because of that? You have to let your ideas cook. Oh let me guess, you have been cooking your ideas and that's why you can't sleep. I'll help you. I don't really know how, but I'll help you."

then he felt my forehead. "K-Kitsune-san are you okay?"

I know how Keitaro feels. It's almost a cross over between a writer's block, a fear of wrting and disappointment. What is most frustrating is sometimes, we have something we want to write and we feel that it is SO awesome it might take up 10 pages. But when we actually start writing about it, everything just escapes... not onto the paper, but somewhere else. Everything: fancy words, color, twists, humor, interest, vigor, enthusiasm -- just everything. Desperation and worry creeps in. I've been there. It happens to me all the time. And when it happens, a person would feel like he or she's an utter failure.

Motoko-chan looks exhausted as well. I haven't been able to follow what she's been doing. What is she doing anyway?

FAILure of communication

2011-07-09T23:30:00.000+08:00

I've had this teeth-grinding irritating customer at the teahouse this evening. He kept asking if we were serving alcohol. We're not serving alcohol since it's a teahouse. He was sober but he didn't even make sense. This fella' kept insisting for alcohol. I kept telling him no and he suggested to put alcohol on tea. I said that we don't serve any alcohol since there are minors living at the inn nearby -- Hinata Inn. Even though I drink at the inn, we don't sell them at the teahouse. After a much argument, this man even had the nerve to insult the teahouse at the end. He said that we were incapable of service and that we lack the items necessary to run a simple business. What?! I don't even know if I really can call him a customer. Or a cave troll.

"What kind of teahouse is this when it doesn't serve alcohol?!"

"A normal one." what kind of person wouldn't understand a simple 'no, we don't serve beer here.'?!

Go to a petshop and ask them if they serve beer there. If you say they're incapable and lacking and you INSIST that they should serve alcohol at a petstore, you need serious help.

fire away!

2011-06-16T19:08:00.000+08:00

Keitaro installed a game into my laptop yesterday. I was wondering what this new icon was for when I looked the desktop. When I double clicked it, it was a game where you throw birds with a slingshot. They looked really cute being angry. All round and stuff. The pigs were round too. I didn't know pigs wanted eggs like that. I liked the background music and it's stuck in my head right now. When you have that kind of catchy tune throughout each level, it's either going to annoy you or captivate you.

"Thanks, Keitaro!"

"What about? Oh, that-- thanks for letting me use your laptop." I wasn't asking for your 'thank you'. I said thanks. Then he started humming the song. I started humming along. "Oh, that! I see you've played it."

very scary. please don't read.

2011-04-26T19:42:00.000+08:00

When I read back my latest entry, I just sigh so hard. It's one of those moments that makes you smack your face with your palm. I just couldn't get it why I can't stop drinking and passing out. Cause afterwards, I get the weirdest dreams. And these weird dreams that aren't even funny!

Okay get this: Me, Haruka-san and Keitaro were drinking at the teahouse. I guess I passed out because I really had no idea what happened back then. I just know we went for a drink there. I don't know how many bottles I had or what we talked about, but anyway, after passing out, I woke up and found myself alone back in my room. And it was dark outside and I felt the urge to go to a bar. When I asked the bartender, for some alcohol, I've heard the most outrageous thing in the world.

"Sorry, miss we don't serve alcohol here." my hair stood up. And my eyes grew while I looked around and saw people were drinking juice... soda... shakes... and... water! I went outside and checked their sign. It read: TAVERN! What in the world?! I went to another bar and they didn't serve alcohol either! Every bar in the city didn't serve alcohol!

I went to the local wine shop.

"Sir, please let me buy your cheapest brandy, champagne, beer or any liquor! I'll take any alcohol! Name the price!" I was desperate.

"Sorry, Ma'am. We don't carry alcohol."

"AND YOU CALL YOURSELF A WINE SHOP!"

"We serve NABs or Non-alcoholic beverages only." I spun around.

"Just a moment, miss. I shall arrange something for you." then the shopkeep made a phone call and after that, he gave me a paper with a hand-drawn map. "Go here, and you'll have your alcohol."

"Gyeeee!" I was elated. I ran outside and quickly followed the map. I was thirsty but I didn't care even if I was crawling on the road! I need my precious so bad! I thought I was going to die. But I could smell the alcohol, so I stood back up and ran with the last inch of energy! With all my might, I made it! And then!-- When I reached the place... "NOOOOOOOOOOO!" I fell on my knees. It was a drugstore! Bastard! That's not the alcohol I'm looking for!

I woke up catching my breathe. But I was back in the teahouse. And there was a blanket on my back. I sighed with relief. It was the end of my weird dream. Then a hand touched my shoulder.

"GYAH!"

"WHOAH, KITSUNE-SAN! Aunt Haruka said to wake you up." oh it's just Keitaro. "Your shift will start in five minutes.

"NOOOOOOOOOOOOO!"

sleep displacement

2011-02-17T18:33:00.005+08:00

I swear, I'm not gonna drink that much. I feel horrible when I woke up. Not to mention out of this world. When I woke up, I thought I saw a walking muffin. It was really walking on two legs! And it was like coming towards me, then it talked!

"Rise and shine, sleepyhead. YEEHAW!" he said!

I'm not kidding. I think I passed out afterwards. When I woke up again, I washed my face and I told Shinobu-chan about that walking-talking muffin. She just laughed at me.

"You have quite an imagination, Kitsune-san." she giggled.

Well it's true that I have such an imagination but I was telling her the truth. Anyway, this is what I get for drinking and sleeping-in too much. To tell you the truth, during my sleep, I was able to come up with some interesting things to write. But I don't want to write anything yet. I just came back home a month ago. Boy, it's exhilarating to travel. And I plan to do it again. So I guess this is Seta-san's reason why he travels a lot. But Seta-san is a on a higher level than me. I can't pull off any treasure hunter stunts like him. I'll die. Oh wait. Keitaro's at the door.

"Kitsune-san, Shinobu-chan baked some muffins. Here."

"EEK!" Mou! Very funny Shinobu!

I got a feeling

2010-05-13T07:09:00.000+08:00

I'm trying different dishes all over the world. I think my mind's going to explode. As I take one bite at a time, I'm missing Nippon more and more. It's not that I've eating anything terrible, it's just I really miss the guys. Oh, and I've written some recipes along the way. So I have a feeling that my next book is likely a cook book. Har har.

breaking down the wall in my head

2010-02-07T21:54:00.000+08:00

Oh man, I'm guessing everyone's bummed when I told them I'd circle the globe once more in search for the next big story. I've written so much but they're all mediocre. I intend to travel to light up a genesis for the next best-seller. It's a bit counter-productive, I think, because I'll be using what I'd earn to pay for this 'soul searching' trip. And it has been a week already since I left Nippon. But I can't think of anything grand. I guess all that mediocre writing burned me out. Meh, at the very least, this trip would make a great vacation. I have money, mind you. I'm not careless to spend everything. I just want to write something new and earn money at the same time. But how? How? And what would that story be?

addicted much?

2009-08-25T02:00:00.000+08:00

Hey, I've discovered an MMO game that's really interesting. It's a game where you run a restaurant and then dress up like pirates in a fantasy world of elves, orcs, minotaurs, and such and then it's almost 2D side-scrolling game where you earn exp-points from quests and slaying enemies and use your exp-points to design your own restaurant and your own home... I think they're going to introduce a farming system in it as well where you plant crops, harvest them, so that you can use them on your restaurant and so your avatar can use them as healing herbs or magic buffers. I know. It's so complicated, yet so toxic. I'm addicted. Hmm... I showed it to Keitaro. And he's still in my room, using my computer.

"Geez! I'm going to sleep, man."

"I just need to finish this quest, Kitsune! Plus my exp gauge is 91%! I'll level up any minute now!"

the just word

2009-08-06T15:43:00.000+08:00

Sorry for the absence. It was getting boring at Hinata Sou and so I've left Japan to explore the world. I just came back yesterday. I've been wandering the world in search for inspiration. If you need inspiration, you should travel. And I guarantee you, there's tons out there that you might not be able to contain them with one book. I'm drafting a non-fiction book right now. It's about the 'just' word. It's probably one of the most improperly used word in existence. The just will fool you. It'll determine how simple or difficult a task or something is. For example, when a friend tells you that 'just approach him and say you love him'. It sounds really simple when it's hard. 'just tell a lie?' 'just throw it away and it'll be over.' and on and on.

so where was I?

2007-01-25T00:35:00.000+08:00

I need to level up. Maybe it's good for me to go on a trip. Must have new story. Must have new characters. Must have new novel! It's the new year, so it's only right to have something new.

Demo, it's also right to rest because it's new year. The titles I've finished last year, they're all worth an annual sit out especially coming from a slacker like me.

"... not sure what to do." I guess there's no harm asking the guys out.

I'm almost there

2007-01-05T02:07:00.000+08:00

It's a little too late. I've so much to say that are currently stuck in my head. They're all waiting to be said and done but I'm really drowsy and I feel dizzy. This is the wrong time to get inspired.

I have no more energy to get frustrated. Quite a predicament. It's a pisser because, the moment I wake up tomorrow, all of these matters will disappear and it would take weeks or months to develop another bunch of decent rants and raves. Hmph. For example, ever familiar of double standard? Today, the girls seem to be falling for the boys and they'd do anything, serenades, buy them flowers and gifts, etc., to attract their ideal boys. It's pretty awkward if you ask me, but all's fair in Love and War. It's a changed era. The only permanent thing in this world is change and the method of Love could also be revised. I'm not sure, I just said it could. However, the essence still the same right? Right, now I'm really dizzy. I need to sleep.

Oyasumi...

like nothing happened

2006-11-04T07:47:00.000+08:00

Okay. The cold's gone and I'm back in business. Back to being a slacker. Ehehe, no time to write on this diary. I still have to challenge Kentaro in a drinking contest.

that explains the cold

2006-09-29T01:09:00.000+08:00

Word got out from my doctor that I shouldn't stay up late for a while. Figures, I've been sneezing and coughing and feeling a little cold. He said that my immune system is getting quite a beating. Chuckles. I wonder why he didn't give any remarks about my alcohol consumption. And here I am still writing in the early morning. I wonder how call center agents manage their health. Salute. I guess it can't be helped. These drafts can wait. Oyasumi.

get up straight to the clinic

2006-09-28T07:04:00.000+08:00

I have a major headache. I don't remember drinking so I'm betting this is not a major hangover. Wait, normally, I won't be able to recall anything after getting drunk. No, wait... I don't see any bottles lying around in my room. Gaaaaawd, it's only eight in the morning. I better have this checked up. Later.

smile under the heavy rain

2006-09-11T01:39:00.000+08:00

"The people who do good, have no secrets and have less knowledge are the happiest people living in the world."

I've been thinking too much of other things. Less important things that would help propel myself to fame and fortune. In return, I've become exhausted and it ticked off my mood. Don't take my word for it. I've researched that exercise releases endorphins -- natural painkillers that makes one happy. Besides, the more energy a person has, the more he or she is happy.

This intellect made me realize the harsh reality and I've been criticizing a lot of things lately. In the end, I got angry at so many things. I shouldn't be affected anymore. Even if I haven't been picked as the next top novelist.

I totally forgot that what counts is the journey along the way.

recent bad news

2006-09-05T01:02:00.000+08:00

Guess what. I lost at Nobela Fantasia. Forget it, I'm not in the mood.

which door to take

2006-08-21T20:46:00.000+08:00

Now that I've filed my entry for the coming Nobela Fantasia, a convention where novelists collide, it all goes down to selecting the right theme for the competition. And I have no idea what to pick.

Romance is good, but it's already cliche. Comedy's a little bit rough because I'm not that funny. Slice of life is kind of boring especially if the target audience reads exactly how life is in the book and reality. I'm not much of horror either.

Sci-Fi and suspense might be the weapon of choice. I'm sure there are other categories out there. I'll just have to settle with these two or...

"Would it harm to ask the guys?" Maybe if I'll create a survey for everyone in the inn, I'll be able to polish my selection.

write away and sleep after

2006-08-19T23:20:00.000+08:00

Nobela Fantasia will come to town in two weeks! I can't wait! Nobela Fantasia is a convention where novelists come together and share their thoughts and ideals for the perfect novel. It's also a the chosen ground to find out the best author. In fact, they've put up a competition for the next top novel already. They've put up posters all over town and I immediately filed an entry. I am more than willing to be the next best seller. I can feel it.

Moving away from Nobela Fantasia, I've moved some stuff over my new apartment. It's right next at Amalla's pad, Kaolla's sister. She's currently staying overseas while her family prepares her marriage with Ramba.

My new apartment, though small, is just right. I just plan to sleep there anyway after work. It's pretty late and I'm so exhausted to travel a long way back after work. Besides, my new flat's a lot closer from work. However, Hinata Inn will still be my sweet home.

don't dream it's over

2006-06-11T14:07:00.000+08:00

I got a mail from a writer friend of mine and my response to her read much like a journal entry, so I figure I might as well regurgitate it here, with the appropriate edits for anonymity's sake. What was the significance of that?

Her mails are usually of flowery tones. She's a long-time writer, just like me, which is more of an idealist when worlds collide. This time her letter's filled with bruises accompanied by a major headache.

"No more jumping into relationships with someone I think is attractive that went for me right off the bat." she says.

It seems that she's awfully not in the mood to eat cake, but to drink straight a bottle of sake. Life is not always a walk in the park. Heck, if it's a park full of landmines, it's closer to the real thing. She told me that their relationship didn't work because -- she's a writer. Wow. Talk about an ocean one inch deep.

"How could that guy be so shallow?"

Oh and as to why I blanked the name; It could be a couple of people that I'm talking about, and both read this diary. It's beyond me to post it anyway.

Anyway, I told her to stay strong. I also told her what happened to me on behalf of relationships. I gave up on someone because a friend of mine was already in-love with that certain someone -- whom I love. I didn't want my friend to get hurt and I wished for my friend to be happy so I gave up on the guy. Fortunately, the guy didn't know that I like him.

...such is the life of a novelist.

drunk and bored

2006-05-13T14:23:00.000+08:00

I was so drunk and tired, last night, that I just got ready for bed and, before I know it, my room was already bright.

I think I've had too much alcohol last night. But I was so bored. I didn't have to write anything because everything's finished for the month. It's my fault for finishing early. So I grabbed a bottle of sake and drank my way off the boredom. I don't recall how many bottles I've consumed.

"Bored + Drunk = Drunk + Bored" Just as I thought! It's reflexive!

Maybe I should get a new computer or a console. I hear the videogame industry is making quite a boom. Demo, I don't have the money from my latest novels yet. I have to wait until next week... but that doesn't guarantee that the money will come. I'm not sure if my novels are making quite a market. My profit from the teahouse isn't enough either.

... it's a waiting game.

clearly, a turn of tides

2006-04-29T21:32:00.000+08:00

Wooohoo! I can almost feel the aironditioner breezing my room. Keepin' it fresh, cooling the sensation, my room shall be a whole new world inside the Inn. It'll be a spot to relax. In case you didn't know, I'll have another flow of cash next week, thanks to my recently published novel.

However weird or greedy it may sound, I'm looking for another place to stay. Don't worry, I'm not going to leave the Hinata Inn. I'm not that insane.

I've found a vacant apartment near Mutsumi's pad. Ugh, I just hope it's not next door to her place. I can't stand Ms. Otohime. She's crazy. I'm not immuned against turtle people. I might get infected.

Almost forgot, I'm already planning another step after buying an aircon. I'm also considering of buying a new computer. Weird but true, upgrading that old heap of junk is much expensive -- than buying a brand new PC. My old PC is itching to get recycled. It'll be a great help for my career. I should be able to buy that with the help of the Teahouse.

"Woooh yeah! I've got everything planned out."

"Knock knock."

"Donata desu ka?" Who could be disturbing me at the middle of my merriment?

"Keitaro. Listen, payment for the rent is due next week. Okay? Bye, I need to study."

With just a snap of a finger the whole world turned against me. This is crab mentality.

beat the sixty

2006-04-02T23:05:00.000+08:00

Damn. I wasted my day. It's damn hot I couldn't leave the electric fan and my bed. The heat is driving me crazy I wasn't able to lift my pen and write. Such a headache. I don't think I'll be able to beat the deadline this way. If this keeps up, I'll die. I can't cope with it anymore. I need an airconditioned room. That's it! I'll be able to buy an aircon with the money invested from my books. Yosh! At least, I have a motivation of some sort to keep me going.

Problem is, "Will they allow me to install an aircondition unit in my room?"

let me finish

2006-03-16T00:53:00.000+08:00

Damn mental-block! I can't squeeze anything with this lump of tissue inside my head. It's no good. And I still have a book to finish before the deadline -- which is next month.

"Wait... or was it two?" I don't know! But grumbling out loud won't write down sentences.

I need inspiration. Ugh! I hate it when I get stuck in the middle. It pops my veins realizing that all my work that lead me to this stop is useless. I mean, if I can't write anymore or anything, what's the point? It looks like what I've written before this point is just crap.

That's why I need to write more. I need inspiration! At least, let me finish. Then I'll think again if I really have what it takes to be a novelist. What's funny is I'm a freelance novelist. But with all the deadlines I have to beat, it doesn't make me different from other writers.

"Why the hell would they call it freelancing anyway?" I need some drink.

slowly growing feathers

2006-02-17T02:17:00.000+08:00

There's too much noise. I feel like detonating in order to silence the sounds. It's the cause why I can't write in my normal rhythm. There's unnecessary delay from one entry to another. Speaking of rhythm, it has already changed. The day is my night, and the night is my day. I've decided to write from dusk 'til dawn -- and sleep visa versa. It's the only way for me to keep up with my articles. In addition, I'm already behind schedule. In return, I don't know what's happening anymore. Of course, there's much activity in the Inn during daylights. So, I rarely hear from anyone. Besides, once you've adjusted your body clock, it'll take time to turn it back to its original.

I'm not saying, I'm going to stay forever this way. I'm merely playing it out. I'm trying to find out if I'm fit to be this way -- a barn owl.

here to mind

2006-02-01T10:00:00.000+08:00

I left the shed while January stood by. The sky, filled with blue, lit up, then heared the jokes of February around the bend. Days of 31, those days were cleared. Time is running like crazy nobody could even lay a finger on it. February has begun.

I know that today is February, and like the others, it's only a matter of time 'til its 14th day arrive. I can feel an arctic wind enter my window. Then, I just started walking. I went upstairs and gazed upon the gentle firmament above.

How I love the month of February...

picking broken glasses

2006-01-07T18:04:00.000+08:00

One foot after the other, I walked across the room. With a glass in hand, I can almost feel the sensation. Yes, I'm thirsty but a quick quench of water shall not do. I want something stronger, so I threw away the bottle of water. It can't be helped. My craving is getting harder and harder. I can almost hear my sake calling out my name. "Come! Come and indulge! You deserve it!" Oh, I'll be there alright. Just wait for me.

As I can recall, this is my second time around. I knew it would happen again, good thing I left the lid open. When the addiction is strong, opening the lid would be such a waste of time!

Then, my paper door opened. It was Keitaro! He was running towards me! "WATCH OUT FOR MY....sa.. ke!" too late. The idiot toppled it over. Remind me to kill him tonight.