A Billion Starry Nights

"in this place where the soft wind blows" "Oh," my cell phone just got a text. I was putting the dishes into the dry rack when it went off.  I dried my hands on the bottom of my dress and flipped it open from my shirt strap. "Meet me at Rummy's Table tonight? The guy's ditched me, I'll be waiting." I sighed and looked at myself in the window's reflection, not very beautiful today are we? I looked through my clothes and found something more decent to wear to the Jrock bar, but just as I was going to do my make up I decided on a simple eye liner and a little flashy vegan mascara a peach tinted lip balm as lipstick works fine too, why am I even dressing up? Haruka never told me he wanted something more than that. Seiko told me that Haruka had been in a few relationships but nothing very serious, she knows that he's got an impossible criteria for a girlfriend she however had always been captivated by Saga, "love at first sight both wa...

Saturday as usual, beat form the whole week, and Chara-chan is working hard to cook some frozen dumplings she bought in the grocery story near the station. It's kind of cute really, seeing her trying to figure it out, I offered to help but she's so stubborn. "I can write an album in a week, I can do this!" so she put them in a pot and set them to boil, an hour later they melted down with just the tops cooked all the way through. She threw a fit and put them in the rice cooker's steam option, and they completely melted down and were noting but puddles of flour and pork rolls. So finally tried to put them in the microwave, but they stuck to the paper towels she wrapped them in. "I don't understand these stupid things," I picked up the wrapper but it had no instructions, "What about frying them?" I suggested? she perked up and gave it a try, a few minutes later the oil and the water in the flour bombarded the kitchen with sparks so we gave up ...

Haruka is singing in the shower lately. I'm not sure why he rarely did it before, but  I pretend to sleep and hear it, when he knows I'm awake he's silent as the grave. It's a rare thing to hear, but since Glorious disbanded Saitou has been trying to get Haruka to realize his potential of becoming not only a band leader but a singer, I have noticed it  as well, he's almost as good as Shou except his voice is softer and charming, I feel as if I will be carried away with the breeze when his notes are somber and mellow, but that's his style, which is a tad bit contrasting to his trashing style on the guitar, almost like a demon when he plays, but he's an angel when he sings. I've told him this many many times, often bursting into the shower and embarrasing him, so today I only call it over the water "you should go solo~" but he hums loudly and wont listen to me, I'm hoping Saitou will I'm tired of telling him, he comes out with a towel wr...

"Two people who constantly fight and are unable to communicate with eachother let alone, love eachother; should not be together." What is wrong with people, and why is it that after coming to the three realizations they continue to live together? Is it out of duty or guilt? I wonder, because this is the constant relationship I have witness for the past years of my short life. I used to only drown myself in foreign rock music to drown out the arguments but they repetative and carry no weight as to why they are fighting to begin with. The empty arguments tug at my heart because I am unsure of what it means, and when it will escalate. I want to tell them to leave eachother alone. but they don't listen to me, maybe because I am a product of that, but in any case, I just play my part. I have gotten used to beating's after school, because she's off to work and they probably just had a fight, the constant anger in me is unable to break way and when those fights begin t...

It wasn't like I didn't know it would happen, I just thought that it might be longer, considering how long our relationship was. Seiko tried to hide the search on her phone when I climbed into the car but the look on her face said it all. "Chara-Chan, how're you holding up?" I tried to smile but it wasn't quite possible, I just nodded and looked away, but I managed to get my notebook of songs out to her, "Oh I didn't think you'd be this fast, but okay I'll look them over before we get to the studio." Somehow without words it was easy to talk to her, I leaned against the arm rest and put my ear plugs in, no one else will hold my attention this morning no matter how much they nudge at my arm, sorry Tomo. The studio was worst, rather than the occasional news circus and the fans, it was flooded with media shoving microphones at us in all directions yelling all those questions at me I'm trying to push down to the soles of my feet and lea...