Attendance School

Attendance School
by me(whatever)
to this song: The Weekend's Coming! (Rin Kagamine)

I want to get away from here,
I want to go home.
I want to leave this cafeteria of monkies;
I want to tear this poem up.

From the top to the bottom,
the body writing this is a useless bluffer.
Only meant to hide a rebellious spirit inside it- Yet
I can't even succeed at a poker face.

With the acid boiling in my stomach,
I exhaust my anger with strips of paper.
Creating my own puzzle to solve, since
This whole world is boring me now.

I want to get away from here,
I want to go home.
I want to be dissolved in airplane exhaust;
I want to feel loved.

Although I'm sick and tired of these hours here,
I can't lie and blame someone else.
As much as I despise it,
This pencil hasn't written any new words lately.

The beginning of my life was only one such,
normal and boring to anyone but myself.
Born at dusk, and watching it fall,
what was the first thing I saw?

I can't remember it,
I still can't remember it.

I want to get away from here,
I want to go home.
I might be tired of traveling now,
I want to go home.

I want to get away from here,
I want to go home.
I want to leave this cafeteria of monkies;
I want to tear this poem up.

Short-circuit

Short-circuit
by me(whatever)
to this song: Thoughtful Zombie(miku-tan)

In a sulfur sprouted world,
the artificial humanoid gets up at breakfast.
To a song created of electricity,
it's eyes glaze over
attempting to follow to conclusion.

Along the broken circuitry,
unfinished words plug inside the qualia,
Essential data destroyed with the mind,
no relation to history
The mechanical sky pretends to change

The leaves of magnetic scrips,
travel behind blackened silver feet.
With the song,
non-stopping in procession,
Time has begun to recess,
carried behind the floating hydrogen.

La la la la la la la~

Obsolete memory,
removed with yesterdays refuse
starts with repudiation.

Metaphysical emotion,
exists?

Is what the artificial humanoid processed?
Is what I thought.

Waltz of Wandering Moonlight

Waltz of Wandering Moonlight
 by me(whatever)
to this song: Endless Waltz

Does your soul enjoy wandering moonlit?
The moths will create a waltz for you.

The words you shouted on sunlit rooftops,
were heard years later by only the shadow behind you.
So there is always someone following you.

I can only draw words from the endless well,
I cannot create the rain myself,
and before long, from the bucket,
The starlit tongue swallows blue transparency.

The darkness envelops your eyes,
dancing their most beautiful dances,
for the newcomer.

The opposites cannot be separated.
Even the wood of flame,
creates shadow.
The moths and butterflies kiss each other on the wing tips,
alighting on your body,
one creates, and one destroys...

The world will rest again,
watching while some toil and,
we who never cared,
will dance this waltz,
forever wearing out our shoes.
For it is infinite.

Morning Avenue

Morning Avenue
written 5/3-4/10(wow a long time ago)
by me(whatever)
to this song: Miku Hatsune- Chaining Intention

Rapid paintshots
create small dots
to traveling
unraveling
streams of flowing
make our knowing
the flavoring
is savoring
signs in city
designs are witty
the parallel
streets are
surveying the sound of
the morning bell.

Heat-Haze and Headphones

Well, I found something interesting. A series, yes. Of music videos by Miku Hatsune. The story is a puzzler, and yet you understand it at least vaguely. I'm not going to post the entire thing; just my two favorite ones. There's way too many for that. But one video that can tie the other two together is Artificial Enemy.

Heat-Haze Days

Headphone Actor

Meteors at the end of May

Meteor

In the dark forest night,
the only sound that whispers is a clock
"Tick tock", "Tick tock" "Tick, tock"
I felt my own dream break the edge of reality
As I fell from the sky.

You run as far as your hand reaches
down into the insides of a wish
My time is ending....
The four-leafed clover is burning up
I can't hear your voice anymore

Is the rain skipping around this star?
Does sorrow fall as fast as fire
"Tick-tock   ,   Tick -  Tock  "
Only lasting a moment more; I trembled
Here it is   (tick-)
Here it is   (tock)

My last light

                My Heart.



*written to this song: Miku Hatsune- Meteor
*written by ME(whatomic-yes that it is)

Walking summer SsS Pillow-ness

Ugh, I haven't written a post in a while; that's the way it feels anyhow. I've written plenty of poetry, but all for school, so hold with me for this long post. As you do, maybe you'd like a little music? Here are some interesting songs I found in the past few weeks: Just be friends-North-T Arrange (cover Himawari) , Hello/ How are you- Band arrange (Nanou),  Meltdown (Jazz arrange), 1925- jazz arrange (Luka megurine) , Kagaribito- Miku Hatsune-Millstones.  If you can't listen to the voices, then listen to the karaoke versions, they're great!Note: all of these songs are originally by Vocaloids. The links are also at the bottom of the page in my 'Music I listen to?:' link list.

*This paragraph poem thing was written for my P.E. teacher so I could make-up stuff.

When I went Walking

                I went walking one day (or rather night, as it was) with a dog outside and around the lamp posts. The moon shone with a sort of brilliancy that reflected my shadow on its surface. I found myself not alone; as I watch other persons as myself loitering with an excuse as I was. Some played tennis, some played night games, and one couple I disgustingly witnessed, ended a date with a kiss. I crossed to the other side of the street.

                The night fancies to cover things up, wrapped in a velvet blanket of shade. I unconsciously moved out of light, as though defining my features offended it. I strolled around in a circle, first through a park named after a lake, then passed my home and went on through to other streets. I slowed before my destination, however, and retraced my steps backwards. I walked backwards with my dog pulling me down. I walked forwards then, to my house, and went to sleep.

After Summer

The deserted town of After Summer,

No longer moved a breath

A man found himself walking,

In a large piece of absence.

The water called him first,

Lapping the shore with its waves.

He remembered a flower

Blossoming in the water graves.

Second, he finds a garden

And the largest flower of all

Is a “Pansy for thoughts”

Who empties all realization.

These false confessions,

And only imagined affection

Exactly like forgotten photos,

Searching through reflection.

Love is precisely pain,

Forgotten scissors and tearing in,

Running then jumping back

A paralyzed memory After Summer.

*Written as a response to Africa: Short story= "Absence” by Yasmina Khadra

*The line “pansies for thoughts” taken from “Absence.”

Haiku:

soundless pens-

Pens eat the paper

outside the lined white dying

There is no sound here.

Summer river-

A canopy green

floating the boats of summer

away in the blue.

Skylark -

The skylark alive

soaring up in feeling high

Again Forever.

Ode to my Pillow

Oh,

Like a cloud

Motionless,

waiting on my boat;

My pillow

Fluffy, unadorned,

slipped into a fabric case.

You hold my head up

when the night wind bellows outside

And filled with soft-filled ecstasy.

The king of all birds!

Succeeded all imagination

You whisper melodies weaved of happiness

into my ear

to my dreamland.

Could you, Could you?,

Comprehend the puffed up beauty?

The rectangle of star-filled generosity

holds all things under it I need

desperately.

Willing

to be abused

When I'm in a fluff fight,

or crawl in as what, the cat

brought in.

Lovely like candy.

Oh,

like a cloud

Motionless,

Waiting on my boat;

My pillow.

*All poems written by Me (Whatomic).

You got through to the end! Congratulations!

Self-motivated Slacker

*(WARNING- this post is more random than usual.)
It feels an eternity since my last blog post! It was only a little more than a week too! Perhaps I am officially addicted? Oh no! Yes!

I am such a slacker. It's one of my faults that would I like to keep secret, however at the same time I just want motivation to get me off my rear end. Ever feel that way? "You don't have a life!", "You're wasting your life!" "Your failing idiot!" "You won't catch up!" They like to say these kind of things. It's really annoying, won't they just shut up? It's only their self-satisfaction that has them stuck on us. And can't they see this is my way of rebelling against them? I don't want to have to try to get to speed with my siblings, because if I do I'll be compared and pitifully looked down on with those snooty noses. Because I know I'll lose. My luck has never pulled through. I'll just ignore them.  Besides being a slacker is fulfilling in a way, yet leaves you empty. I hate pity. What does a couple of letters tell someone about you?

*spin*

 y

rotate*

 a

*turn

 w

*dizzy*

 n

plumage: (def )

"Noun:	A bird's feathers collectively.
Synonyms:	feathering - feather - plume" (google)

Ha Ha Ha

If I was a character in the novel Alice in Wonderland, I would be the Mad Hatter(even though I'm a girl). Check out the poll to your right.

I have to many dreams stacking up all at once. I don't wanna be anything if it's not unique. I wanna stomp my foot to the ground!

(return to normal version- "this is a weird post isn't it, almost creepy")
Well it's all the fault of this song!:

Here's the link: vocaloid(Gumi)- Rosetta


Fun.

Being

crazy

is

Fun.


I wanna write a novel!

...Bird.

Astronaut Cat! and Arrietty...

I just found this video today, and I fell in Love! Dunno why, but it just feels like me at the moment.
Well, here you go:

 

If this fails, here's the link: Miku Hatsune- Strobe Light 

There's lots of other sort of remixes, like Hello Strobe, or Goodbye Mr. Remember, so check them out! That is, if you're like me...

  

Random, but I went and saw The Secret World of Arrietty today. It's a studio Ghibli film, yay! It was pretty cheesy though. The acorn dude was cute. The link is a trailer.

 

P.S.  I love the cats.

Ferris-Wheel Fluffout Waffle

Life is pretty boring lately. I mean it's a Ferris-wheel, just spinning and spinning....A little scary, a little fun, a little boring, and absolute throw-up material. Not that I've ever done that, FYI. I've always proudly managed to hold my lunch in the best of times. But whatever. That's just what's going on.

Even though I posted so many posts last month, I, not in a single one of them, did I actually talk at all like this. It was pretty much just composed of poems and a five-page story of a caterpillar. SORRY, all the poems must have screwed with your brain (maybe?, unless you love Shakespeare and read him day and night. You would have adjusted to that much hard to interpret stuff.). But GUESS WHAT! There's another one(poem). Yeah, that's right. But it's simple, so don't get stressed out. You don't have to read it if you don't want to though, I could never force you to do that(if I could though, I would *evil grin*). The poem is just about Waffles, something I like, like sushi.

This is just random, (what I live for, right?) but I keep wondering if I should have another page with some reviews of songs, music videos, or movies, or something? I think it would be fun, though it would be a bit exhausting(lazy). Maybe not though, maybe just refreshing. What do you think?


Waffle
by Whatomic(me)

Like a plaid design,
or a checkerboard maybe...
toppled strawberries or cherry filling,
towered so high you can't see.

I've found the perfect recipe,
it includes plenty of the Carbs, although...
to me all that strewed sauce
It just simply has to show!

My hunger haunts me in dreams,
I've woken up with drool, scary...
Maple, Syrup, Butter, Flavored!
And don't forget the scent of Berry!

A work of satisfying art,
tempts my paintbrush fork, again...
That whipped cream cloud taste
Can't be written with a pen!

*written to this song for some weird reason of no acquaintance: Miku Hatsune- Leave in Summer, Yet you're in my Fluffouts
* It also bears a resemblance to this song(don't kill me!): Miku Hatsune- Waffle

Waffles are good. I like to eat them with whipped cream and cherry pie filling(though I haven't been able to do that in years, Meh) .

Panda Juveniles

*written to this song: Panda Hero (Guriri cover) I used a few words from the lyrics, such as 'Hero, pinch runner, android, etc."

Juvenile delinquents 

First rule is to attack,
find your ground and wield that bat,
chew your insulted sugar-free gum,
and blow the beginning of the battle.

Second rule is to run forwards,
hide your dirty hands in your back pockets,
Spit into the face of noise,
and kill the line of goody-goodies.

Whoever said they were a victim?
They got what they wanted,
a group of armed pink-dyed flowers
are still discriminated in crime.

Pulled on those scarlet stained boots,
Hid that razored hair in a capped hat.
Bunch of merry-go-round Tye-dye T-shirts,
Stomped on all those drooling Zebra's.

I watched the letters on your arm smear,
Shall I show you these cat claws?
I'll show you to laugh at something you think is a game,
You'll never believe in Heroes again.

"Give me a favor, please?'
What do you think I am, a pinch runner?
My bat has turned to sharp splinters,
infected and red, as they're stuck in my hands.

I lied, there are no rules,
that's the life of a rubber-duck
who floats in a bath of crimsoned grime,
I crunched that candy into bits of steel.

Don't walk around here,
I'll tie your eyes with my belt,
Don't you dare play with us,
We'll resonate that bucket over your head.

The silence of the whistle grounded,
your ears to the screaming radio.
Duck tape fixed that motionless android,
Who only spouted  fuzzy nonsense.

Clock-worked bunny-plush,
We're only alive in black.
Wire wrapped around our necks,
And that's the Last Rule.

Mixed Melting Summer Intentions

*(wrote this part on 9/2/11)

There's nothing much to write about, but I'm sick. I should be at school right now, but......hehehe. Well, even if I hate school, I hate being sick even more. It's just a small cold, but I feel so gross. Anyways, life is the usual. Not very interesting, not "extremely" boring. I think my family and I are going somewhere, but I don't really know where(I'm pretty oblivious). So yeah. -(Arches National Park is where we went).

So here is the music part. After thinking what I would put down, I decided on vocaloids again. I usually like real people singing, but some of those songs are pretty good. I found the piano versions of two songs, and I was just stunned by how awesome it was(if you have a different opinion, that's fine). Here is the original songs; Chaining intention, and Meltdown. I just love the music videos, and here are the piano versions; Chaining intention-piano , and Meltdown-piano. When I first heard the piano version of Meltdown, I thought it was a completely different song until I listened in further. So there's your music.

Summer is now over, though it's still hot out there. I took a picture of a sunflower with representing summer in mind, and it turned out really good. I will try to put it on here when my camera is back in order, so just wait till then.

 *(Everything from now on is current)

I started writing a story again. It's the same story I have been thinking up since fourth grade. It's kinda weird, but I just love dreaming about it. It's about a red-headed girl who falls through the Earth into another world. There's a war going on in this other world, and she has to resolve it. There's a lot more to it than that, but that's just the basics. I've thought up countless beginnings to that story, and have tried to write it countless times. I just hope I continue this one.

I haven't written in about a month! It feels weird... It's because I've been busy with school. I had 5 tests this week! One for every day! It has been such a huge pain, and it doesn't help that my cat has been waking me up every night at 4 in the morning. He wants me to let him out, or feed him, or pet him, or wash out his water bowl. Ugh. I love him though : ).  I've been tired every day because of this (actually it's probably because I go to bed so late). It's tough being awesome.

Laters!

Fish Schools to the freezing Sea's

School has started, and it's more tiresome than I remember from 3 months ago. I'm hoping I'll get used to it.  Some of my teachers are penguins, and others are bald-headed, but most of them are just the same.  Anyways, I have some random music for you as always.  If you know about vocaloids, then you have probably heard this song before.  Saihate is a very beautiful piece of sadness.  What I found here on YouTube, however is a ukulele version with a cover voice by someone. I think I might like it better than the original. The piano version in the suggestions is also very mentionable.

Have you ever heard of a band named School Food Punishment? For their name, they actually have some serious songs. They are not to be messed around with. I like Butterfly Swimmer, and Sea-Through Communication. I wrote the poem underneath listening to Butterfly Swimmer, so the best way to read it is to listen to the song(while reading). I also like Futuristic Imagination and Light Prayer.  I'm tired.



Snowy Sea 8/25/11

Threw in by tidal moons,
and running as fast as you can,
your cold, visible breath sinks in the sky;
following the wind-blowing fan.

I remember a feeling called love,
I remember, because I want to change.
Swimming in that freezing aura,
I let go when I was in range.

It's not by chance I am here now,
though I stumble in puddled footsteps
quivering like ripples inside-out,
feeling white rain drop into depths.