Just watched the first episode of season 9, and I have to admit, I'm pretty damn excited. I have three favorites: Old Man, Miss Trinidad (although I don't know how she'll hold up, being such a newbie), and of course...
OLIVER GREEN! >/////////////////<
The outfit he made for the first challenge really wasn't that great, but he makes up for it! JK, I think that's an insult to him as a designer (but his face really is amazing... if he doesn't win Project Runway, he should just become an actor or model or something... or marry me XD). The stuff on his portfolio is very interesting; when I see his designs, I feel like he has himself in mind when he makes them. What would he wear?
I'm not that into menswear, but I love this, and I love him.
I'm rooting you on, Oliver! |\(^////^)/|
x___x <-- Death by nosebleed
Not the best picture, but... sigh, he's amazing.
Okay, who did I not like? These two, who remind me of my pet peeves from Season 8:
I mean, they kinda look the same, don't they? >:|
With Danielle, it's a personality thing. She reminds me of Gretchen. I mean, they might be nice people in person, but on TV they look like jerks. I was so mad when I found out that Gretchen won.
And it Joshua, it's not just a personality thing. It's his design. Just like with Michael C, I really don't think he should be there. His stuff looks like crap; he looks like he's out of his league. There was a few moments in the beginning of Episode 1 where they showed one of Joshua's dresses; it was this bright pink thing whose silhouette was just atrocious, and it reminded me of something that Michael C. made back in Season 8. I mean, come on, people!
In my English 1A class that I took this summer, we had to read a book called Mirror On America. It's basically a collection of articles and essays that have to do with different aspects of America, things like discrimination and whatnot. I initially thought the book was a load of crap because it makes us Americans look a whole lot more racist than we are, but then again, I live in California, which is probably one of the most diverse states in the country.
My sister pointed out something which I've come to really appreciate, which is that I find it totally normal to be walking down the street, or shopping at the grocery store, or just listening to music, and I'll hear people talking and not know what the hell they're saying. It could be Spanish, Hmong, Hindi, German (well, European languages aren't very common on the street, unless you're living in San Francisco or something), Chinese, or whatever. It's just a part of our daily lives.
I know some people who live rather sheltered lives, and when some other-language-speaking couple walks buy us when we're hanging out, they'll totally freak. "Like, did you hear that? What the hell was that? It was like chingaraaarghabulandapurtaaaaaa!" Usually, I kinda just laugh, but if my friend hadn't said anything about it, I probably wouldn't have noticed.
At the same time, when I went on my trip to Hearst Castle and San Francisco, I was trippin', what with all the different languages goin' around there. But again, that's because I was surrounded by Slavs and Germans and Koreans, who are rare commodities over in Stockton (>////<).
Anyway, I'll post some stuff here to help you further appreciate multiculturalism. (Oh, and yes the music playlist that I have on auto-play here on my blog is part of my WOHOO FOREIGNERS ROCK movement).
I think that's enough for now. There's not as much variety as I'd like, but I think you can see where my preferences lie (: I'll keep on working on this for the future, and someday write some super awesome post.
I was surfing other blogs when I came across this video. I gotta tell you, I'm a little freaked out. But when you think of all the possible ways the world could you irretrievably turn for the worst, I guess this one's just a little less scary.
Pretty interesting 3 minutes and 21 seconds, eh?
Well, today I haven't left my room even once. I'll leave my friends and family who bother to read this to guess why. I feel like testing how long I can do this, but I know that once I leave my room, my parents will nonchalantly ask me why I locked them out today. Take a hint, will ya?
Yes, I have problems. -____- Too many to count, probably. But who doesn't, and who cares? ^^
Don't you just love cynical moods?
In celebration of my pathetic behavior, I wanted to make you guys a music playlist that matches my mood, but the site I always make my playlists on doesn't have the f*cking songs I want, so I've given up. I'll just post them here and you guys can listen to them if you want.
Death on Two Legs - Queen I'm Not There - Sonic Youth All At Once - Jack Johnson Shelter from the Storm - Bob Dylan Is This It - The Strokes Kimiga Omoide ni Naru Mae ni - Kasarinchu Give Me Some Love - James Blunt I Wanna Be Free - The Monkees Mason Jar - The Morning Benders The World Is Against You - The Sea and Cake
I know I'm supposed to finish Day 1, but I'm too damn freaking lazy. Just want to take a bath then GO TO SLEEP. San Francisco does this to me. And dude, it's cold. I thought the bay area was supposed to have mild weather? I don't call this mild!! Well, then again, I've been wearing short sleeves and a mini skirt all day, so what else should I expect...
So stopped by the Cedar House Cafe on our way to San Francisco. I don't know the exact location, but if you driving on I-580 (I believe that's what we were on) then you should definitely stop by. They have top quality beef. I got the Mushroom Burger from the Lunch Menu. It was a bit too big for me (which is a good thing), and came with a salad and some pretty good French fries. I gotta tell ya-- one of the the best burgers I've had in my entire life. The view of the garden outside was gorgeous, and the place had a really nice atmosphere... so fresh! Good songs playing in the background (the only one I recall is "Upside Down" by Jack Johnson). According to my dad, the place is packed during dinner, which just goes to show that the locals know where the good stuff is. So yeah. Stop by there sometime.
We're staying at the La Quinta Hotel in South San Francisco tonight, simply because my dad gets a discount for it (his job has many benefits). Becca and I got our own room; it's pretty freaking awesome. The bathroom is huge and so is the TV. Right now I'm watching The Nanny. I love this show! It's the episode where she's dating the famous (superstitious) sports star.
Anyway, the reason why I posted this photo is because you always see bands posting photos of hotel hallways when they're on tour. Granted, you also see the heads of their hot band mates, but whatever. Oh, speaking of British people (did I...?) , my dad was talking to some guy on the train about stuff to see in San Francisco. Yeah, that guy was totally British. And he spoke in German to his friends on the phone. You know my fangirl antenna was going crazy there. It's like Kyoko from Skip Beat with her anger and vengeance demon mini-Kyokos (what do you call those?).
On my way back to our hotel room. Cab drivers in San Francisco are pretty cool, although the one who drove us into Chinatown reminded me of Jet Li in that one crappy movie Romeo Must Die. My dad made some crack about gay people and the guy replied, "Haha, you funny sir" very dryly. Not because he was gay but probably because he was Chinese and my dad was a white devil sitting right next to him.
Anyway, don't turn around when you're about to board CalTrains. I did and almost ran into a hot guy in suit. Actually, I did run into him-- he purposely bumped into me. (>///////<)
This is why I love San Francisco.
I saw a lot of Neil Caffrey-type character walking down the streets of San Francisco. For that reason, I was able to withstand the cold in my mini skirt. I'm such a country bumpkin.
Okay, I want to take a shower in that gigantic bathtub, so that's all for now folks. See ya some other time.
Even though I intended to start my summer homework, my sister and I fell asleep within the first thirty minutes. Road trips make us sleepy. At least I was awake for part of the trip to Paso Robles though. This little sucker just slept right on through.
I call this 'The Entrance to a Ghostland". That little strip of green you see there is the only non-brown color you see on land for miles and miles on end. So different from my home stretch up in Stockton where you have trees every few feet. Especially the new neighborhood I'm in-- green lawns and everything. I'm almost a little homesick, but it hasn't even been a full day yet, and really-- who the hell wants to go back to Stockton?
"The Entrance to a Ghostland" was taken about halfway to Paso Robles. We stopped for a bathroom break at In n Out Burger. As I waited for my mom, I noticed that the deeper I got in SoCal, the more Chris Chu-type characters I saw. You know, thin-framed, college age-ish, boys wearing glasses and long-sleeved shirts. There's probably a better word to describe them (modern hipsters, perhaps?), but I love to reference Chris Chu whenever I can.
On the radio, there was a talkshow where people called in to report their economic miseries, a result of this "recession" (depression). I realized that my own life hasn't really been affected, since my dad still makes relatively the same amount at his job he's had for ongoing twenty years and my naturally frugal mother is gifted in balancing household finances. The biggest differences I see is that 1) I no longer find wads of twenty dollar bills in my mom's purse or my dad's pants and 2) we lost my childhood house (although I hear that's the fault of my uncle, who acted as the banker of that failed investment). Besides that, I'm still living a pretty luxurious life. We have four running computers in my house with wireless internet, my parents drive their own cars, and right now I'm going on this super expensive road trip (in a rented car) between SoCal and Las Vegas for the next five days (despite the high way robbery that is gasoline prices). I guess I'm just riding this economic slump out. Hopefully future recessions in my life don't hit me harder.
I saw this and thought of a few lines from Grapes of Wrath by John Steinbeck. "I like to think how nice it's gonna be, maybe, in California. Never cold. An' fruit ever' place, an' people just bein' in the nicest places, little whitehousesin among the orange trees." I think it looks green there in the picture, but BELIEVE me. There was no greener whatsoever. Just a dry desert.
First (not really) glimpse of the ocean
At about 1:30 PM, we arrived in Paso Robles. I saw some 12 year old girl walking into Starbucks like she was straight from the 80s. Yes, you're seeing that right. Pink and orange fairy skirt, crazy light blue tank top with a flower print, and a side pony tail. Not to mention a deep orange tan. It was the coolest thing ever.
There are a LOT of white people here in Paso Robles. Many long-haired blondes wearing short shorts on their wire thin legs and either pink or white tank tops. They lather chapstick on their so not chapped pink lips. And their gorgeous blue eyed long blond haired brothers!
I imagine their names are Stephanie & Stacey. And his name is Josh.
Okay, it's four-something in the morning, so I'm going to wait until later to post the pictures that are actually at Hearst castle. And believe me, I took a lot. The camera's memory chip was empty in the morning and by the end of the day I took 146 pictures. For those of you who are my FB friends or Twitter Followers, you've already seen a few pictures. And you've already heard of Mr. Korean. >/////<
So I'm going to SoCal for my "real" vacation now, and this may be the last time I have access to an internet connection for the next five days, so I'm trying to enjoy it while I can. MANGA-CHAN, I SHALL MISS YOU! >3< That said, I hope I enjoy my vacation... because it'll probably be full of fighting. My parents tend to get stressed out when they're not in familiar surroundings. Hell, even when they are in familiar surroundings, they get stressed out. I think it's the fight between stubbornness/free-spending (Dad) v. frugality (Mom... after all, she's the one who actually handles household finances... as probably a whole bunch of other moms do).
Anyway, I've been searching around different sites lately, dipping my feet with different genre of manga and anime. Some good, some yucky, some downright disgusting, and most mediocre. But seeing as how I only got a few hours of sleep last night, I don't really feel like elaborating which ones were which. Maybe when I get back. (:
So.. yeah! I'm going, everybody! Be good and at least try not to have too much fun without me! Even if you usually do. (>___<) <--- No life.
Toodles~
Seewah♥
(I thought I'd leave you with some good thoughts, so I'll leave you with Aizen.)
So the last chapter of Usagi Drop came out on Mangareader. It feels rather... anti-climatic. I was hoping for more action. I mean, I'm glad she gets together with Daikichi (because I totally support taboo relationships-- but only in fiction!) but this doesn't feel like an ending at all. All we know is
- Kouki gives up and is going to move away for university.
- She wants to have Daikichi's child.
- They will get married.
What about what everyone else will say? Shouldn't the author include how the mother's going to react, not just show how Daikichi wonders about it? And doesn't it seem like Daikichi doesn't really love her? I want to read how he falls madly in love with her... romantically! Otherwise, it just looks like Daikichi submitted to her, that he didn't want to hurt her feelings. I also want to see the wedding! Are they going to have a bridal gown and all, or will they just sign the papers? (Probably the latter, right?)
Well, whatever. The author must've just not wanted to show the rest. All in all, it was nice while it lasted. There was always this calm feeling I got whenever I read an update from Usagi Drop.
I had many reactions, including "Holy f*ck, Ichigo's freaking awesome again!" and "Omfg, Chad, get out of the f*cking way! I need some quality Ichigo-Tsukishima face time!" and "Ginjo! Noooooo!". Oh, the hilariousness that is the fangirl. But mostly, I had a ♥♥ reaction to this page and went all (>///////<) over it:
That, my dears, is really quite beautiful. I don't know how else to explain it. I mean, there's so many elements: the freaking hot guy with his gorgeous hairstyle, Ichigo being a bad-ass in the background, and then that arm being totally ripped off. It all culminates into: "really quite beauitful."
Of course, the ultimate heart-melter is this page from Skip Beat that a friend of mine tweeted @me today (since I own all rights to Tsuruga Ren within my friends group):
omgomgomgomgomgomgomgomgomgomgomgomgomg! Everytime I look at that last panel, my heart melts all over again. Tsuruga-sama, I love you so much! So much that I'm willing to only be the mistress as you officially marry Kyoko! Because you MUST marry Kyoko! And you need to do a hawt f*cking smexy movie with her with you two as the leads! Gosh, Yoshiki Nakamura-sensei really knows how to toy with girls' hearts, doesn't she?
Today was the last day of my college summer classes. You'll be hearing a lot more from me from here on out. Until next time, peace outto!
Yeah, I'm in my Japanese-frenzy mode. Should be sleeping, but I can't lose focus enough to fall asleep.
Found this when I was looking through the Twipple sight. http://t.co/ou5ojMS
Twipple is basically the Japanese version of Twitter.
As I was flipping through Twipple, I also found this seemingly important livestream of something to do with electricity. I honestly have no idea what anyone is saying, but hey, I feel cool listening to people actually talk Japanese (not Japenglish) really quickly (unlike animes, where even if they speak pure Japanese, they say it relatively slowly). So here it is:
Crazy shit, I'm telling ya. As I'm writing this, it seems that the all-important meeting has just finished. So boohoo, y'all. You missed out on something you probably didn't understand in the first place.
I spent the last hour sitting in darkness thinking about what I'm going to do for the month that I have between the end of college summer classes and the start of my high school fall classes (oh, and by the way: some of the guys in that livestream I posted have REALLY nice hair. Well, not the baldie I'm seeing right now, but a few seconds ago they were showing some young guys-- damn they were hot. I think you should also know that I happen to rank hairstyle very high in my criteria for dateable guys. Hair is like the first thing I see when I look at ya. Oh, did you see that? Oh dude! That guy who just picked up his jacket had really great hair! Dude-Who-Just-Picked-Up-Your-Jacket! Marry me! Just kidding. Kinda). Obviously, I have to finish my high school summer homework, but according to certain reliable sources, it shouldn't really take more than 2 days two finish everything.
I do have to start studying for Academic Decathlon (the guy who walked by carrying his backpack had a really nice haircut-- oh there's Mr. Jacket again! J'taime! He has a goatee, by the way. And a gray shirt. And glasses) so that's something else I gotta do I guess. I'm going to focus on the music, Language & Literature, history, and science aspects for now, I think. And I'm going to decide and at least outline my speech for this year. Expect to hear about this in future blogs!
I want to just hang out with my friends for the remainder of the summer. It'd be nice if I went on some vacation somewhere (like Comic-Con) but I really can't imagine doing that. In particular, I would like to spend quality time with my non-lesbian lovers (^////^) Sandra, Emily, and Megan. We've been talking a lot recently, so I've really been able to bond with them. I want to start a reading/writing routine with Sandra, where we just read crap, talk about it, and write whatever the hell we want, and share it with each other. Just because I was inspired by my English 1A class this summer. Hehehehe..
I so need to get back in shape. Like seriously, I've had no P.E. whatsoever since eighth grade. Recently I've lost about 3 pounds, but I'm thinking that's because I'm losing even more muscle and gaining more fat. Just great. Of course, I'm going to go to the gym all Fall and Spring Semesters of this coming school year, but honestly, who wants to go to the gym all bent out of shape and struggling to work out even a full hour? That's like so gross. I don't want to embarrass myself in front of a crowd of people (because believe me, the gyms in Stockton are crowded), so I think I'll start working out more with Sandra. Who knows, maybe we'll even go on a diet together! And I'll invite Emily, too, since she has to start conditioning for her hockey season anyway! Ya~y!
(The guys on the livestream keep bowing to each other. I've got to say, I like the whole idea of being super respectful to each other in Japan, but it almost seems a little apologetic. Oh, it seems the livesteam is over people. The number of people is rapidly decreasing... 645... 620.....614.....605... And off-air! Waddaya know.)
Okay, so before I stop talking (because I know you all want me to), I just want to talk about the 2012 Presidential Elections a little bit. I understand this is a bit out of character for me, since all I talk about it manga, anime, and myself on this blog, but I do follow politics (at least a little bit) and I do have a few ideas, so please bear with me a little (if your even still reading by this point). I've recently seen a lot of videos on Youtube about Obama's sexiness, and people are changing their Facebook names to show their support for him (for example, some guy whose Profile Name used to be his legal name, Anthony Jackson, changes it to Anthony Obama. I'd just like to say to anyone who doesn't use their legal name in Facebook: this f*cking pisses people off. How are we supposed to find you on Facebook if you don't even have your name on it?
And don't say that your name is on your Facebook, because you privatized your Info page). I have a problem with this form of campaigning. It might (I'm not saying it is, I'm just playing with the possibility) be a step higher than mudslinging campaigns where all the candidates do is spread shit about each other, but it's not a very rational basis for choosing your campaign. I remember back in 2008, nobody really knew who Obama was until the sensational Youtube video came out, "Crush on Obama."
Personally, I have nothing to say about Obama's appearances (he's just not my type) except that it was extremely wrong of Americans to vote for him just because he was black. This country preaches about racial equality, but if we truly want to be equal, then race shouldn't even be an issue in issues such as presidential elections. That's f*cking affirmative action, and it's unfair.
But that's not really the point I wanted to make, because at any rate, Obama was elected president. I don't even care if he's re-elected next year, since I don't really have any faith in any of the candidates I've seen running so far-- Republic or Democrat. I've learned recently that both parties are basically the same thing-- they take your money but don't do squat shit. Actually, all politicians are like that, whether their part of the Democrat-Republic category system or not.
What I have a problem with is that so many Americans are probably going to vote for Obama simply because of video's like "Crush on Obama". It's like people don't understand how important the position of PRESIDENT OF THE UNITED STATES actually is. The President makes decisions about the lives of millions of people. The actions that the President makes will in some form affect history. The President can make or break this country, can restore or decimate the economy. These traits aren't decided because he looks sexy in a badly CG-ed image of him in a swimsuit or because a funny video of him has 22 million views. You shouldn't even vote for him because you think he should be given "more time to do what it is that he had planned when he entered office" (I hold this opinion because why the f*ck didn't he get it done in the 4 years allotted to him? Screw any excuses about how "this is a very difficult job, that can't be done within a blink of an eye". You know, in the real world, your superior doesn't really care about personal circumstances or anything-- you get the work that you said you gonna get done done, or else you're out of a job. And if it doesn't look like you could do what you said you could do, then you're not gonna get the job in the first place. Why should we make an exception for the President of the United States? Actually, shouldn't we be harsher on the President, since he holds such an important role?)
Anyway, if you think Obama is a competent enough to fulfill his duties as President and follow through on those promises he made back in the 2008 campaign, then fine. I'm not going to argue with you there, quit simply because I no longer have any faith in American politics. But if you do think that he's competent enough, and you do think that he should be re-elected, then you must ask yourself why you hold that opinion. Why is he competent? What evidence do you have to support that? What actions has he done to prove your claims? And when you look for that evidence, you better make sure your sources are reliable. Don't go basing your vote on some blog you read online. (I have problems with the "reliable sources" thing, though, since all sources available to the common American are biased. They are also published through the lens of either a raging Democrat-- CNN-- or a fierce Republic -- FOX. I don't trust news of TV, I don't trust most radio talk show hosts, I don't trust magazines or newspapers. I basically don't trust anything).
Have fun listening to all the garbage campaigns, ladies and gents. I hope you enjoyed this blog entry, and are actually going to go out and critically analyze your own political views. I know I have this last summer.
Toodles, and I'm going to sleep.
So summer classes are finally coming to a close, and I just couldn't be happier. Especially since my high school doesn't start back up for another month. |\(^_^)/| My parents said we're going on a real vacation after college classes let out; I'm hoping we go to San Diego, so I can make it to Comic-Con. Then again, I don't really have any money, so even if I go to Comic-Con, I couldn't do anything. So maybe I'll save my First-Big-Convention experience for later days.
My brother and his family have been gone and in Hawaii for a few days now; back home, their presence is sorely missed. My mom keeps saying how much she wants to feed her adorable little granddaughter again. It's always "Aubrey! Aubrey!" all day long. Kinda like a ghost. But then, considering just how cute and adorable my six-month-old niece was, my mother's sentiments are completely understandable.
Anyway, I haven't really been reading much manga for the last few days because I've had to write all these essays. Yesterday my six-page paper for my Eastern Religions class was due; I didn't sleep for 30 hours in order to get it done. The only reason why I didn't pass out by Hour 25 was because I blasted some pretty damn good music. I'd like to thank the following songs and artists for helping me survive that terrible time:
the only night - ion love
ask me anything - the strokes
the world is against you - the sea and cake
the things that i used to do - g. love & special sauce
starman - david bowie (this was really a life saver)
hello - lionel richie
love is a battlefield - pat benatar
cold war - the morning benders
coming into los angeles- arlo guthrie
I Constantly Thank God For Esteban - Panic! at the Disco
say it ain't so - weezer
the legionnaire's lament - the decemberists
Queen - don't stop me now
laughing with - regina spektor
for what it's worth - buffalo springfield
Even though I had about 14 pages worth of essays to write this last weekend, I did find time to read my beloved manga and webcomics. I'm mostly sticking with updates ("Usagi Drop", "Yankee-kun to Megane-chan", "Goong", and "Orange Marmalade", FTW!") but I have started to read some new series. Most notable of mentioning:
Karakuri Odette, a cute little shojo about an android girl who goes to a human school undercover in order to become "more human." Love triangles and romantic comedy galore.
What I really wanted to talk about was this webcomic (click the banner for link):
Here is the description for the website:
In a city split between humans and occult, Colin Aston just wants to run his diner and make bad coffee. A peaceful life isn't on the menu though, as a mysterious blonde shows up with a job only Colin is capable of performing. If he takes it, Colin will have to face sorcerers, politicians, and little old ladies... not to mention a secret that destroyed nearly half the city and hits a little too close to home.
It's a very good read and I definitely recommend it. So please click the banner and read!
I'm still tired from that 30 hour trek I made earlier this week, so I'm gonna go now. Have fun, everyone!
First off: do you know how GREAT it is to be an auntie? Seriously, my half-brother's daughter and stepson (wow, am I specific or what?) must be the cutest little kids ever. That's probably what everyone says, and yeah my step-nephew can be a bit of a crybaby, but really. I hope I was at least half as cute as they are when I was little.
I have terrible timing when it comes to baby pictures, so I have nothing to post to prove their cuteness, but someday-- someday! Actually, my brother is taking his family to Hawaii, so I won't see them for three years. Next time I do, Skyler (sp?) will be five! D'8 And my cute little Aubrey will be 3 1/2! Somebody, stop time!
That said, I think you can officially count me as a creep. I mean, I'm so bored that I spend most of my days reading manga (which isn't so bad) and hoping some random person retweets me or replies to one of my tweets. But guess what! Somebody finally did! I was up late last night reading this (freaking beast) manga, Bloody Monday, and tweeting my reaction. And look what happened! >:D
Okay, okay, I get it. Weird, creepy, and a bit stalker-y, right? But I'm just so happy! It's not everyday that someone real (and not some stupid bot) tweets me back. Arigato, movielosophy-san! I now follow your blog!
Speaking of blogs, I've become addicted to Giant Robot magazine. I'm checking their site for updates almost as often as I check for Facebook updates. Okay, that's an exaggeration, but they really do have some cool stuff. You should check it out. ^^
Well, here are some pictures from or related to the manga Bloody Monday. Do yourself a favor and read it. Oh, and as you may have found out from the tweets above, THERE IS A SEQUEL. Hence, my squeals of joy in the background. Can't you hear them? My friend in China just called me up to get me to quiet down a bit. >:D
It's like a darker, longer Durarara!! where some people actually die. Durarara!!, by the way, was one of of the greatest animes I've ever watched. So that's another recommendation for ya.
I was chatting with my friend on Facebook and we got around to talking about cars. Here are a few I wouldn't mind having (okay, that I would DIE for):
A '72 light blue Impala mustang convertible. I saw one for sale once when I was on the bus home from middle school. I fell in love with it instantly. But after a few weeks I never saw it again. :'(
This one wasn't quite the same as the other, but close enough.
Ignore the old men.
This sucker from Batman. Christian Bale (LOVE!) is in the way, but you can still get an idea of how AWESOME it is. Too bad about that crash! Broke my heart.
Kyaaa~
|\(>//////<)/|
My first love, seen in the Thomas Crown Affair starring Steve McQueen (my first actor crush... IGNORE THE AGE DIFFERENCE, I was like 6 when I first had a crush on him, okay). It's from the beach scenes.
