Blog time blog time! Time to do a new blog. Well new blog in 3........2........1........now. Ok so with July coming and my birthday approaching and that and I'm going crazy trying to draw someone in cartoon or manga form. It's tough when it's the first thing you've drawn in a while that and getting a ideas for another. And trying to get in shape or at least lose 3 to 5 pounds. And on top of that thinking of what to get for a tattoo on my birthday.......so many things and I can't figure what to do first. But I'm not complaining some people (big understatment) are going through tough times. My heart goes out to them and hope things get better for them.
So anyway here's something to lighten the mood ( not that way)
A guessing game hoorah. Where these spoilers from?
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Brave Sir Robin
Bravely bold Sir Robin rode forth from Camelot.
He was not afraid to die,
O brave Sir Robin.
He was not at all afraid to be killed in nasty ways,
Brave, brave, brave, brave Sir Robin!
He was not in the least bit scared to be mashed into a pulp,
Or to have his eyes gouged out and his elbows broken,
To have his kneecaps split and his body burned away
And his limbs all hacked and mangled, brave Sir Robin!
His head smashed in and his heart cut out
And his liver removed and his bowels unplugged
And his nostrils raped and his bottom burned off
And his pen--
Robin: That's... that's... er... enough music for now lads. Looks like there's dirty work afoot
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We're Knights of the Round Table,
We dance when ere we're able,
We do routines and chorus scenes
With footwork impeccable.
We dine well here in Camelot,
We eat ham and jam and spam a lot.
We're Knights of the Round Table,
Our shows are formidable, But many times, we're given rhymes
That are quite unsingable.
We're Opera mad in Camelot,
We sing from the diaphragma looooooot.
In war we're tough and able,
Quite indefatigable,
Between our quests we sequin vests,
And impersonate Clark Gable.
It's a busy life in Camelot,
I have to push the pram a lot
Arthur: "On second thought let's not got to Camelot it is a silly place.
This one's an anime ending theme song lyrics in Japanese
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Nagareru toki no naka matataku setsunateki kirameki o
Kono yo no kioku ni kizamu tame arukitsuzukeru Believer
Dare ni mo mirenai yume o mite iranai mono wa subete suteta
Yuzurenai omoi kono mune ni yadoshite
Mada riaru to idearu no hazama ni ite gisei no kase ni ashi o torarete mo
Afureru shoudou osaekirenai tsuyoku motomeru kokoro ga aru kara
"Itsuwari" "Osore" "Kyoshoku" "Urei" samazama na negatibu ni
Torawareru hodo yowaku wa nai kodoku mo shiranu Trickster
Yozora o tsukisasu biru no mure hoshi nado mienai sora miage
"Mayoi wa nai ka" to jibun ni toikakeru
Kono machijuu afureru mono ni mamire utsutsu o nukasu you na koto wa nai
Asu e to tsunagaru michi no hate de kono te ni tsukamu mono o mitai kara
Mabuta o toji ishiki no umi ni ukande omoiegaku risou o te ni suru sono toki o
Kagiri aru "sei" o kono yo ni uke kare yuku dake wa oroka ni hitoshii
Hoka no dare mo ga mochienai mono "jibun jishin" to iu na no kesshou e
Kireigoto o tsukitoosu koto itsuka makoto e kawaru
Katakuna ni shinjitsuzuketai It's just my faith. The absolute truth.
Nagareru toki no naka matataku setsunateki kirameki o
Kono yo no kioku ni kizamu tame arukitsuzukeru Believer
And now in English
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A momentary sparkle twinkles within the flowing time
I'm a Believer who can keep walking so to engrave into this world's memories
I had a dream that no one else could have and I threw away everything that I didn't need
Thoughts that I can't surrender dwell in my chest
Even if I'm still in the rift between reality and ideals and my feet are bound by shackles of sacrifice
My overflowing impulse isn't fully repressed because I have a heart that yearns powerfully
"Pretense" "Fear" "Vanity" "Grief"; I won't be weak enough
To be apprehended by the various negative things; I'm a Trickster who doesn't know loneliness
The groups of buildings that pierce the night sky, I look up at the air in which stars and such are invisible
And ask myself, "Won't I be lost?"
Things like being smeared by those who overflow in this entire city or being infatuated won't happen to me
Because at the end of the road that connects to the future, I want to see something that'll grab onto my hand
I close my eyes and it surfaces in my sea of consciousness: the moment when I'll get the ideal that I'd pictured
To merely receive limited "life" in this world and rot away is equal to being stupid
Go toward that which no one else can have- the crystal known as "my oneself"
Piercing through the whitewash will turn into the truth someday
I want to keep believing in it stubbornly; It's just my faith. The absolute truth.
A momentary sparkle twinkles within the flowing time
I'm a Believer who can keep walking so to engrave into this world's memories
