Panda Go Panda!

Originally released back in May 2009 I missed getting this dvd until prompted buy discussion in chat and a too good to be true offer by Amazon.
This is the acclaimed produced Hayao Miyazaki first ever production from 1972 which wasn't seen outside of Japan .
Cheerful Mimiko has a very strange family for a little girl - a Panda for her Papa, and his son, Panny, calls her Mom! Join this happy family and their many adventures! When Panny follows Mimiko to school, he must pretend to be a teddy bear so Mimiko won't get into trouble, but everyone wants a cute Panda! Despite his efforts to behave, Panny causes trouble in the school kitchen, and now the whole school is after Panny! Then, Panny makes a new friend, Tiny, a baby tiger who's wandered off from the circus. Getting Tiny back to his mom becomes the first adventure, but after a hard rain, the whole town is flooded and Mimiko, Papa Panda and Panny must rescue Tiny and other animals from the trapped circus train
I think the panda's awful cute.

School Lessons

Sometimes even talking about lingerie can lead to all manner of assumptions such as do you have a knicker fetish or other kind of a kink.
Nobody ever really  talked to me about uniforms never mind that whole list that a school prospectus had of all your kit such as day uniform, PE kit, shoe colours never mind that some schools dictated what kinds of underwear you had so I'd never really given it a thought.
Given that the little girl has coming out and now wearing uniform - see Joanne's Uniform pt 1 - I ditched some well worn pairs and had some traditional Japanese  plain but cutely cut cotton ones  from Minky.com (they had an Ebay store but the paypal is messed up there) which are quite in keeping the the LG schoolgirl I am.
These would work with white PE type shorts too.

But really I thought the best thing would be get some regulation elasticated legged gym knickers which are hard wearing, comfortable, modest and just the kind of knickers you had at a girls boarding school.
These also would be bottle green which would go with my uniform well and being uniformed seems to agree with me. Maybe it's the comformist in me or just finding too many choices too much?


One thing I can recall about school apart from dinner and games is that sadly we'd have some emotional moments that tended to linger especially if like me you were in a boarding school.
Usually these things would start with a group of girls undertaking some activity together but every so often one would somehow do something that the others felt uncomfortable with  and before you knew it we were at "If she stays, we go" which wasn't very nice although sometimes you felt the girl in question was kinda asking for it.
Now I don't care much for people I consider friends making me chose between them even if sadly for one activity one of them  might need to be not in on it for everyone's well-being (we do have to learn to compromise a little) as a group and in our school there was no chance of running away from it all.
I guess we learned to get by because in a sense we had no other choice and sometimes we'd offer our personal support to another privately and try to avoid making a scene because we know we'd only hurt each other that way  regarding each other as sisters and even siblings have their fallings out.
There are times I think we need to consider how deal with these disagreements so we can contain them while being able to be friends chatting to each other and nobody feels they are being forced to chose between friends.
Let's think about it, eh?

Meadowside 2

Having spoken a little last week about being in the meadow here's the second part of my reflections.

I think I'll begin the entry by expressing my sadness of the death on June 21st of Kirsty Chibi Moon artist and member of GT  as  well as an internet presence I first encountered when trying to understand more about LG's like me.
Her blog was the first I saw that made a connection to me which lead to my own exploration of this whole side of my life.It may not be much compared with other peoples experiences of her especially 'in the flesh' but it made a big difference to me.
Naturally my sympathies go out to Karen, her s.o at this sad time.

I do feel somewhat indebted to Lausie whose pleasure we had in Chat this week for remarking on her experiences of IK and being in chat for the first time.
She wrote elsewhere about how much she enjoyed the sense in which it's all about the experience of the innocent of the little child, how safe that environment felt compared to others and the positive nature of the experience.
I think she hit the proverbial nail on the head.
One of things I find hard dealing with is the gap between where much of the rest of the world sees my expected interests that may take a more 'adult' take on love in it's fullest expression and how in reality I do because most of the emotional side of me is still around 12.
It can be a problem in face to face encounters as well as in forums and chat rooms where I may not see where a persons comments or interest may be going and there's those who having spotted this try to exploit it.
This can apply to places that endeavour to include LGs like me as as AB's because some of them seem to attract those with strongly sexual interests that are just (emotional) age inappropriate for us because we just don't have them.The resulting atmosphere isn't one you feel comfortable in and I'm glad to be happier places.

Meadowside

I had several ideas running through my head this week about what this past was going to be all about and what if any images I was going to use for it.
Welcome to a bit of The Meadow where I live in a picture I took a short while back and for the photographically knowledgeable I made exposure corrections electronically to deal with the high contrast on the original.
I'm near woodland  and that was left as bowling green flat grass dead land where I walk often that was taken over by locals and made into a bit of roadside meadow.
If you look toward the bottom you'll see the Bluebells were out together with other vegetation because they made a space for them, tending to their needs.
There's a metaphor in that picture: You created a meadow to which I landed tendering to my needs so I grew and blossoming as the Little Girl you know, gaining strength.
Like that Meadow you too can find all manner of things down in it, things you may have forgotten and much that you need to get by in this world.
Thanks everyone.

Evangelion2.22 You Can (NOT) Advance

Arriving shortly through my mailbox is this Neon Genesis Evangelion 2.22 which is the second part of the re-visualization using contemporary CGI of the original series made in long movie form.

The explosive new story sees brutal action and primal emotion clash as a group of young pilots manoeuvre their towering, cyborg Eva Units into combat against a deadly and disturbing enemy.

In the battle to prevent the apocalyptic Third Impact, Shinji and Rei were forced to carry humanity's hopes on their shoulders as through the onslaught of the bizarre, monstrous Angels escalates, both find their burden shared by two new Eva pilots, the fiery Asuka and the mysterious Mari. In this thrilling new experience for fans of giant robot destruction, the young pilots fight desperately to save mankind - and struggle to save themselves.

Chitty Chitty Bang Bang

One of the films I remember being taken to see at the movie theatres and as well as watching on tv was this from 1968. The plot kinda gripped me and I recall an Uncle of mine buying me this Corgi model of the flying car from it that I enjoyed playing with others with at the time. Maybe you had one too -I don't know- but often it's these little chinks that come out about your own childhood that I find interesting.

Trigun!

Up on the dvd player today and probably for next week and a half is this Trigun which my best friend raved over so I thought I'd a get a copy.
In essence Set in the distant future on a desert planet, the anime follows Vash The Stampede who has a $60,000,000,000 reward on his head for destroying numerous towns, although he is yet to end a human life.

Never before told edition!

Hey there! Just typing this up at the cooler start of this hot summers day before I chill out on  my swing with plenty of drinks outdoors.

Still, during the week while dressed up as my little girl self, something came back to me that has remained with me for a good many years and it's that I'm writing about this week.

It was at middle school around the age of  ten that this happened.

For several days I had had this uneasy feeling that I was being talked about to and from school by people who weren't part of my class  - I think they were the class below me - for some reason probably connected with not being a part of their gender separated world.

Anyway, this afternoon at the end of school I started the walk back home along the big main estate thoroughfare and went to cross over as I though I heard voices sounding a bit menacing a few steps behind and walked about three houses down when two boys jumped on me and started kicking and punching me. I played dead and they kinda gave up so I got up hurting a fair bit and was asked by a lady who lived in the garden where this was by if I was alright.

I guess in hindsight the bigger thing was the shock as from that day I just switched off emotionally not trusting the other kids around me much and always being fearful of boys.

It's taken decades to begin trusting people and almost as long to believe in right to be me and gradually with everyone's help at GT I feel I'm getting there.
Believe or not this is the first time I've ever said what happened that day.