I heard Fly Me To The Moon on a friend's playlist as sung by Sinatra. It reminded me fondly of NGE, Coffee Prince and Bayonetta. I take time now and I look a bit back.
It seems to me that 2014 was more about people than anything else. It reminded me of my early phase of existence.
I remember being 13 years old, and fondly remembering my 10 years old self, weeping in her bed by night, because she left her Grannie of the North and the countryside the morning of that night, and would only get to see her again a year after.
I remember being 16 years old, and fondly reflecting on my 12 years old self, struggling to explain in her clumsy french words the italian torn copy of Hugo Pratt's Una Ballata Del Mare Salato, to dear childhood friends eager to learn French and who thought that the comics were in French and that I could teach them some of the language with that amazing book which had illustrations to go with the text.
I remember being 19 years old, and fondly remembering my 17 years old self, prejudiced against high school teenagers and eager to just hang out with fellow childhood friends now in university, or those sharing some of her passion on the internet or in the library.
I remember being 22 years old, and fondly remembering my 18 years old self, deeply moved and incredibly touched by the fact that she had a best friend and by the amount of warmth and love she was been given by whom she used to think of as mindless egocentric teenagers.
I remember being 24 years old, and fondly remembering every time I spent with the closed ones despite the differences and the ends of several friendships.
I'm 25 years old now and I can't stop remembering and gratitude is still this overwhelming feeling that chokes me. I just have to find out I can talk about NGE or Dune or Tolkien with someone to feel the heat in my throat and the warmth within me.
Dear dear god, how this world is full of people.
Showing posts with label neon genesis evangelion. Show all posts
Showing posts with label neon genesis evangelion. Show all posts
1/1/15
2/4/14
Twins of the Month
Since reading N.G.E. again and following Shingeki No Kyojin, I haven't had some manga to delight in reading except some short stories.
And I happen to have an urge to meet again with my favorite angel twins.
1/6/14
12/22/13
12/14/13
Here we go again
I want my EVA. I want my EVA now. Where's PX-1? I want PX-1! You promised me PX-1!
Is it too muh to ask to be an EVA pilot? My tiny self did ask for a big thing back then but now I've grown I think it's not that big anymore in comparison. I want an EVA so bad I could actually sell my soul to SEELE.
Is it too muh to ask to be an EVA pilot? My tiny self did ask for a big thing back then but now I've grown I think it's not that big anymore in comparison. I want an EVA so bad I could actually sell my soul to SEELE.
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12/13/13
12/12/13
I love those angels
Since my first encounter with them, I had a thing for the angels of N.G.E.
Specially Ramiel:
Specially Ramiel:
I wish there were more pictures of it, from different angles you know, to admire the complexity of its shape.
Under many types of brightness....That would have killed in the EVAGenesis forum.
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12/10/13
Neon Genesis Evangelion
It will get me dizzy to read in the bus but N.G.E. is N.G.E.
Childhood friendships can't just be disciplined. I'm going for a read-over session.
Childhood friendships can't just be disciplined. I'm going for a read-over session.
Hi again, part of Koroonful that wanted to be an EVA pilot.
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