Posting that everywhereeeeee.
Mostly because I love it. I don't actually want to throw a table or anything and am currently not upset.
Anywhoooo. I don't feel like doing work and instead want to type out a blog post because, hey, why not?
Things have been pretty good in school so far. I kind of had a mini freak out when we had to make a game by ourselves in two days, but we later got an extension on the due date, but mine still ended up pretty bad, mostly because I do not understand coding. WHATEVER. Now we are doing our group project finals and I get to rig and skin models. I'm also doing concept art for one of the dungeons, so I'm pretty excited about that.
I'm also really enjoying typography. It sounded rather boring at first, but now it's really fun. This next project we have to make a business suite setup and print it out on fancy paper (which I still have to go get ;_;). It's rather easy to do, but getting the set up juuuust right is rather frustrating. If you have ever used InDesign, you know what I mean. It didn't help that this is really the first time I have used the program, so learning yet another program is frustrating. Especially since I have to use like 4 others for my other classes. Ugh.
It's not so bad though. I've kind of forgotten how to do things in 3DS MAX (a 3d modeling program) but I managed to get the tutorials the teacher put up so that's helpful.
Also I just had to scan my face for a project. It came out really cool looking, but omg was it awkward. Not so awkward though, because everyone else in the class was doing it as well. Romel and I did ours and we laughed out how goofy we looked. The teacher really liked the way our faces came out too. Now we have to like cut them up and tape them together to make a new image. Not quite sure what to do for that, so we'll see.
That's it for now. I'm going to go follow a green line around campus to find out where it goes. Ta ta for now!
~G
Wednesday, October 26, 2011
Wednesday, September 21, 2011
School is now in Session
OH HEY INTERNET
It's been a while since I last said hello. Mostly because my life went to hell for a short while and I wasn't really sure what was going to happen, but everything is OKAY NOW AND I AM BACK AT SCHOOL.
Yes, the last time I posted was in July and it is now towards the end of September! I kind of feel like Allie from Hyperbole.
Except without the thousands of followers and brilliant blog posts.
ANYWAY
So Summer has been over for a while and right before I left for school Hurricane Irene hit and kind of did a decent amount of damage to the East Coast. It's alright though, where I live was okay. The only problem was that a large amount of people lost power, myself included. Now overall that isn't that bad, but we lost power for 6 days.
6. DAYS.
See, I'm usually not that bad when it comes to power outages. Normally I can entertain myself through the night/day knowing that by the next day power will be back and all will be well. However, come day 3 of having no power I started to crazy. Like, legit crazy. It's kind of hard to entertain myself when everyone I know is back at school and I am alone in my house. It was not fun. On top of everything, right before Irene hit I found out my school housing had been cancelled, and since I go to school in VA that was kind of a big problem.
As we scrambled to put everything together and get me housing so I could go back to school, I ended up missing the first week of classes and had my friends constantly calling me asking why there was someone in my space and why I wasn't there. I briefly explained the situation, but not as well as I had thought. So everyone was kind of going crazy trying to get me to answer, when I was just like "Please stop calling. I'll let you know when I'm coming down."
Eventually, I came down and lived the first week of classes on my friends floor. I really hated life, but I eventually got a dorm, switched with the guy in my space and now ALL IS WELL.
It's weird though. This is he first semester since Freshman year where I have had a Friday class, and on top of the MWF don't start till 1:30. Normally I am up at 9 everyday to get ready for my 10:30 class. I mean I'm not complaining, it's just a new sensation. The projects for this year have also been a lot of fun so far, and I actually have an excuse to draw now (considering I can never just bring myself to sit down and just DRAW).
That's about all for now. I've got to go back to paying attention in class. I'll see you guys later.
It's been a while since I last said hello. Mostly because my life went to hell for a short while and I wasn't really sure what was going to happen, but everything is OKAY NOW AND I AM BACK AT SCHOOL.
Yes, the last time I posted was in July and it is now towards the end of September! I kind of feel like Allie from Hyperbole.
Except without the thousands of followers and brilliant blog posts.
ANYWAY
So Summer has been over for a while and right before I left for school Hurricane Irene hit and kind of did a decent amount of damage to the East Coast. It's alright though, where I live was okay. The only problem was that a large amount of people lost power, myself included. Now overall that isn't that bad, but we lost power for 6 days.
6. DAYS.
See, I'm usually not that bad when it comes to power outages. Normally I can entertain myself through the night/day knowing that by the next day power will be back and all will be well. However, come day 3 of having no power I started to crazy. Like, legit crazy. It's kind of hard to entertain myself when everyone I know is back at school and I am alone in my house. It was not fun. On top of everything, right before Irene hit I found out my school housing had been cancelled, and since I go to school in VA that was kind of a big problem.
As we scrambled to put everything together and get me housing so I could go back to school, I ended up missing the first week of classes and had my friends constantly calling me asking why there was someone in my space and why I wasn't there. I briefly explained the situation, but not as well as I had thought. So everyone was kind of going crazy trying to get me to answer, when I was just like "Please stop calling. I'll let you know when I'm coming down."
Eventually, I came down and lived the first week of classes on my friends floor. I really hated life, but I eventually got a dorm, switched with the guy in my space and now ALL IS WELL.
It's weird though. This is he first semester since Freshman year where I have had a Friday class, and on top of the MWF don't start till 1:30. Normally I am up at 9 everyday to get ready for my 10:30 class. I mean I'm not complaining, it's just a new sensation. The projects for this year have also been a lot of fun so far, and I actually have an excuse to draw now (considering I can never just bring myself to sit down and just DRAW).
That's about all for now. I've got to go back to paying attention in class. I'll see you guys later.
Tuesday, July 5, 2011
Freedom Day
Happy 4th of July everybody!
I'm hoping everyone else had a very entertaining and very wonderful/food filled 4th of July! Even if it wasn't food filled, I still hope all of you had fun!
I've been really busy working lately and it's been hard to keep in contact with people/do something fun. Sarah messages me every now and then and we go out, but other than that after working all day I just feel drained. It makes me not want to do anything but lie down and sleep/internet. However, usually when people invite me to go places I'll go and have fun because it beats sitting around all day. Even going to the grocery store with my sister, which actually was really entertaining.
Anyway, these past two weeks Richard, Lauren's best friend since like grammar school, came down to visit from England with his boyfriend Ashley. Richard and Ashley were pretty busy visiting a lot of the sites, going to places like DC and New York. They were having a lot of fun and eventually made their way here, staying at Lauren's place for a few days. Although, working 9 to 5 made it hard for me to go over to hang out with everyone.
I did eventually get a call from Lauren asking if I had plans for the 4th. I did not, so she invited me over to hang out and do fireworks later in the day. We were going to hang out during the weekend, but I was busy almost every day, so nothing ended up happening. It sounded like they were having a lot of fun too.
I got to see everyone on the 4th, which was a lot of fun. It consisted of racing Lauren's sister (also named Sarah, but she will be Lauren's Sister so there is no confusion), going to the grocery store, just hanging around, fireworks and the beach; and ending with a nice trip to the diner.
Overall, not a bad 4th of July.
Though I must say that Ashley was incredibly entertaining. He fit right into our group perfectly, especially since he is so witty. It was also really nice to see Richard again, as his crazy antics were missed. Especially when before the fireworks he started singing every national anthem he could think of, including our own, England's, France's and I think two others.
I'm so tired though. I didn't really sleep the night before and I didn't get home till 12:30. Sarah has it worse though, since she had to drive me home and then drive herself back to her house (around 20 minutes from me.
Still, a very awesome 4th of July.
I'm hoping everyone else had a very entertaining and very wonderful/food filled 4th of July! Even if it wasn't food filled, I still hope all of you had fun!
I've been really busy working lately and it's been hard to keep in contact with people/do something fun. Sarah messages me every now and then and we go out, but other than that after working all day I just feel drained. It makes me not want to do anything but lie down and sleep/internet. However, usually when people invite me to go places I'll go and have fun because it beats sitting around all day. Even going to the grocery store with my sister, which actually was really entertaining.
Anyway, these past two weeks Richard, Lauren's best friend since like grammar school, came down to visit from England with his boyfriend Ashley. Richard and Ashley were pretty busy visiting a lot of the sites, going to places like DC and New York. They were having a lot of fun and eventually made their way here, staying at Lauren's place for a few days. Although, working 9 to 5 made it hard for me to go over to hang out with everyone.
I did eventually get a call from Lauren asking if I had plans for the 4th. I did not, so she invited me over to hang out and do fireworks later in the day. We were going to hang out during the weekend, but I was busy almost every day, so nothing ended up happening. It sounded like they were having a lot of fun too.
I got to see everyone on the 4th, which was a lot of fun. It consisted of racing Lauren's sister (also named Sarah, but she will be Lauren's Sister so there is no confusion), going to the grocery store, just hanging around, fireworks and the beach; and ending with a nice trip to the diner.
Overall, not a bad 4th of July.
Though I must say that Ashley was incredibly entertaining. He fit right into our group perfectly, especially since he is so witty. It was also really nice to see Richard again, as his crazy antics were missed. Especially when before the fireworks he started singing every national anthem he could think of, including our own, England's, France's and I think two others.
I'm so tired though. I didn't really sleep the night before and I didn't get home till 12:30. Sarah has it worse though, since she had to drive me home and then drive herself back to her house (around 20 minutes from me.
Still, a very awesome 4th of July.
Friday, July 1, 2011
Rocko's Modern Life: Way More Relatabable (and way Stranger) as an Adult
So lately I've been going onto Netflix and watching old cartoon shows that I loved as a kid. I'd spent a lot of time watching Hey Arnold! and recently decided to watch Rocko's Modern Life. I really loved the show as a kid and it had been a long time since I last saw it.
How on earth did they let this show on television.
I know when a lot of people talk about disturbing old cartoons, you usually think of Ren and Stimpy. Of course, that show was way more in-your-face about it. Rocko, however, is a bit more subtle.
And really damn good at it.
I got through the first two episodes without anything truely odd. I mean, besides Rocko accidentally falling into a large hippo lady's cleavage and then getting thrown into a wall. Things just kind of got stranger from there.
Episode 3: Rocko's Happy Sack is about him having no money and no food. He also only has $3. He find a sale where everything is 99% off. Of course, being a poor college student I was able to relate to how he was feeling, especially when it's toward the end of a semester and I have to start rationing everything I do. The episode ends with him getting a shit ton of food for $1.50 and then as he leaves, he drives over a speed bump that opens his trunk, spilling out all his food for the week. I thought it was hilarious.
Let's go on to "Episode 3: Flu-En-U-Enza." This is where shit got really strange. In this episode, Rocko gets sick and goes to see the doctor. Starting off, the Dr. is named "Dr. Bendova." That gave me a good laugh, but then I noticed something odd in the background.
Do you see it? Look at the eye chart. At first I just assumed it was another normal eye chart. However, noticing it not having the giant "E" I started to look at it, and noticed it formed words. "I am a prisoner in the crazy doc's broom closet." Then you get a look at the rest of the office.
Notice the bottom left corner. There were two other brain jars, the first saying "Normal" the second being "Abnormal" and this one, saying "Lunch." On top of that, there is the bloody "work" table.
I want to point that out more than anything. The BLOODY work bench, and the blood drenched cleaver on the wall. I heard Invader Zim got grief for the "Bloody Gir" images, but they allowed this? "Oh, it's just ketchup." "Oh okay, carry on then." Though the next two parts really got me. The doctor performs some tests, testing Rocko's heartbeat by putting his hand on his head, and then looking at his clock that is running in reverse, looking at his eye and then feeling up his tongue. However, then this happens.
The Doctor's hand shoots down into Rocko's crotch and he tells Rocko to cough. Any male who's been to do the doctor knows where his hand is currently. He does this several times, but Rocko gets really angry and he finally stops. He gives him a prescription and Rocko gets to go on his merry way.
But not before this happens.
Refer to the Doctor's name to get some emphasis on this scene.
In the end, it turns out the dude wasn't even a doctor. He was a crackpot the nurse had strapped down somewhere (which you realize when the nurse walks in after Rocko leaves, saying "You again? I thought I strapped you down!" To which the "doctor" replies by playing his tongue like a banjo).
So Rocko gets violated by an insane asylum escapee. Wonderful.
Things kind of get stranger after that.
Rocko picks up his medicine and then goes home to take it. He pulls out this MASSIVE pill, which he promptly swallows, only to find out there is a message on the bottle saying "Do not take orally."
Queue the Professor's, "Good news! It's a suppository!" (Futurama. Episode: "The Deep South")
Rocko proceeds to start freaking out, running down the hallway that is warping and twisting before him, before throwing up in the bathroom. At this point, while praying to the porcelain gods, three chunks of food jump out of the toilet, calling them selves "The Enchanted Up-Chucks!"
Rocko begins to rub his eyes while shouting "I'M SICK! I'M SICK! I'M SICK!" They end up curing him towards the end, but damn. This was one strange episode. Rape, false doctoring, and hallucination. What a wonderful children's show.
Of course, things only got worse as I went to look up stills of the scenes I wanted online, as google search auto filled in "Rocko's Modern Life Hidden Messages." Of course I searched it and clicked on one of the links.
Here it is for your own amusement.
Basically, there are dozens of masturbation jokes, vagina references and a LOT of hilarious adult content. I'm having way more fun watching this show now then as a kid.
I do want to point one thing out though. A lot of shows nowadays blow chunks. I mean, sure, some of them are really funny, but usually only for a short while. Mostly because the station will show one or two episodes over and over until they run it so far into the ground that you never want to see it again, but also because the humour is right in front of you and is only good for one or two laughs every now and then. I mean "Adventure Time" is sort of entertaining, but it's yet to really grasp me. On top of that, the only other cartoon I really watch is Avatar, and that doesn't entirely count because it's more of a plot driven entity, rather then Episode by Episode. It also has a lot of kick-ass action scenes and very well developed and lovable characters.
What I'm trying to say is:
AMERICA, Y U NO MAKE GOOD CARTOONS ANYMORE?
How on earth did they let this show on television.
I know when a lot of people talk about disturbing old cartoons, you usually think of Ren and Stimpy. Of course, that show was way more in-your-face about it. Rocko, however, is a bit more subtle.
And really damn good at it.
I got through the first two episodes without anything truely odd. I mean, besides Rocko accidentally falling into a large hippo lady's cleavage and then getting thrown into a wall. Things just kind of got stranger from there.
Episode 3: Rocko's Happy Sack is about him having no money and no food. He also only has $3. He find a sale where everything is 99% off. Of course, being a poor college student I was able to relate to how he was feeling, especially when it's toward the end of a semester and I have to start rationing everything I do. The episode ends with him getting a shit ton of food for $1.50 and then as he leaves, he drives over a speed bump that opens his trunk, spilling out all his food for the week. I thought it was hilarious.
Let's go on to "Episode 3: Flu-En-U-Enza." This is where shit got really strange. In this episode, Rocko gets sick and goes to see the doctor. Starting off, the Dr. is named "Dr. Bendova." That gave me a good laugh, but then I noticed something odd in the background.
I want to point that out more than anything. The BLOODY work bench, and the blood drenched cleaver on the wall. I heard Invader Zim got grief for the "Bloody Gir" images, but they allowed this? "Oh, it's just ketchup." "Oh okay, carry on then." Though the next two parts really got me. The doctor performs some tests, testing Rocko's heartbeat by putting his hand on his head, and then looking at his clock that is running in reverse, looking at his eye and then feeling up his tongue. However, then this happens.
The Doctor's hand shoots down into Rocko's crotch and he tells Rocko to cough. Any male who's been to do the doctor knows where his hand is currently. He does this several times, but Rocko gets really angry and he finally stops. He gives him a prescription and Rocko gets to go on his merry way.
But not before this happens.
In the end, it turns out the dude wasn't even a doctor. He was a crackpot the nurse had strapped down somewhere (which you realize when the nurse walks in after Rocko leaves, saying "You again? I thought I strapped you down!" To which the "doctor" replies by playing his tongue like a banjo).
So Rocko gets violated by an insane asylum escapee. Wonderful.
Things kind of get stranger after that.
Rocko picks up his medicine and then goes home to take it. He pulls out this MASSIVE pill, which he promptly swallows, only to find out there is a message on the bottle saying "Do not take orally."
Queue the Professor's, "Good news! It's a suppository!" (Futurama. Episode: "The Deep South")
Rocko proceeds to start freaking out, running down the hallway that is warping and twisting before him, before throwing up in the bathroom. At this point, while praying to the porcelain gods, three chunks of food jump out of the toilet, calling them selves "The Enchanted Up-Chucks!"
Rocko begins to rub his eyes while shouting "I'M SICK! I'M SICK! I'M SICK!" They end up curing him towards the end, but damn. This was one strange episode. Rape, false doctoring, and hallucination. What a wonderful children's show.
Of course, things only got worse as I went to look up stills of the scenes I wanted online, as google search auto filled in "Rocko's Modern Life Hidden Messages." Of course I searched it and clicked on one of the links.
Here it is for your own amusement.
Basically, there are dozens of masturbation jokes, vagina references and a LOT of hilarious adult content. I'm having way more fun watching this show now then as a kid.
I do want to point one thing out though. A lot of shows nowadays blow chunks. I mean, sure, some of them are really funny, but usually only for a short while. Mostly because the station will show one or two episodes over and over until they run it so far into the ground that you never want to see it again, but also because the humour is right in front of you and is only good for one or two laughs every now and then. I mean "Adventure Time" is sort of entertaining, but it's yet to really grasp me. On top of that, the only other cartoon I really watch is Avatar, and that doesn't entirely count because it's more of a plot driven entity, rather then Episode by Episode. It also has a lot of kick-ass action scenes and very well developed and lovable characters.
What I'm trying to say is:
AMERICA, Y U NO MAKE GOOD CARTOONS ANYMORE?
Wednesday, June 22, 2011
The Many Accounts of my Car Trying to Kill Me
The first car I ever "owned" was a little Dodge Neon. It was bought by my sister and while she was away at college, I was given the car. Of course, it was officially her car, I just used it to go to school and meet up with friends.
Well, this car was decently used and was pretty old (I don't remember the year) so it had some problems every now and then. It would run for a long time fine, and then suddenly have massive problems. We always fixed them up and things were good as new, but it could be pretty terrifying when you were driving and suddenly your car stopped working...
So, let's start with the first time my car wanted to ruin my life. This is the only one where the car didn't try to kill me. Instead, it left me stranded. My friends and I always hung out late after school, because as Seniors we got last period off and most of my friends either took the bus or were waiting for their rides home. One of these days, my friend Lauren asked if she could have a ride home. I said sure, since she lives pretty close to the school and it's no trouble at all. After the buses left, we walked to my car and I attempt to start the car. I turn the key and...
Nothing.
I tried multiple times, but not a sound. No attempt at all to come to life. Cursing under my breathe, I call my dad to ask him to come save me. Eventually he came with AAA and got my car started, but I was stuck at school for two hours longer than normal. It was pretty upsetting.
That is also the least impressive story.
One time I picked up my friends Mike and Sarah to go hang out at the mall. We were on our way to Milford (one of the nearby cities and it has the best mall) when suddenly I was having trouble turning. It was like the car was RESISTING me trying to turn the wheel. I pull over and tell everyone that the car doesn't want to turn. I then pull back into traffic so I can move onto a side street, and as I turned it took pretty much all my effort just to get over without dying. I pull over on this road and call my dad, telling him my problem. He shows up and then inspects the car. Turns out the power steering belt had just come off at some point during the drive.
Can you believe that? It just popped off like it wasn't important and disappeared into the street. Needless to say we did not make it to the mall. My dad drove the car to his friend's gas station and he fixed it right up. Was very nice of him.
We also get pretty bad snow days in CT every couple of years. On day, we had a really nasty ice/snow storm and the streets were pretty unsafe to drive. My school liked to close down and delay for any excuse they could come up with, so on this morning I expected to see my school's name and get to stay home. Unfortunately, as I watched the news my school's name never showed up. Pissed off, I got ready for school, right before leaving checking the news and internet for my school's name. Nothing. Angry and defeated, I began my slow and very terrifying drive to school.
I eventually made it to school, at which point I got out of my car and saw my friend Ryan walking away from school. She shouted "George, what are you doing here? School's cancelled." I stopped dead in my tracks and shouted "YOU'VE GOT TO BE KIDDING ME!!!" I then returned to my car and checked my phone. I had two messages, one from my sister and one from my father, telling me school was cancelled. Wonderful, I made it all the way to school in the storm and now had to drive all the way home.
At this point I was freezing, so I get back in my car and turn the heat on. Instead of warm air blasting out, it started shooting out frozen air. I started shivering so hard. I turn off the air entirely and curl up as best as I can as I drove home, going as fast as I could on the slippery roads. Needless to say when I got home I was very, very angry.
I always seem to have bad luck in the school area when it comes to my car. My friend Sarah and I wanted to visit our friend Mike, as it had been a long time since we had seen him. So after school, we started heading over to his house. Right after we pull out of school, all the electronics in my car start going HAYWIRE. Everything is flashing and blinking and the car starts to act really odd (I mean it already is, but now the car itself is). I have no choice but to pull over right next to a busy intersection. I attempt to start the car, and nothing. I try to do anything and nothing. I call my dad and let him know.
He was at work, so it was going to take him a while to get to us. I "put my flashers on" (explained quotes in a moment) and sit idly on the side of the road. Cars start to pull up behind me, so I wave them around me. I tell Sarah they should know what flashers mean and should just go around. Eventually, a security guard for the college we are across from pulls up behind me. I wave for him to go around and he gets out of his car. He asks what's wrong and I tell him my car won't start and that my dad is on the way. He says he'll sit behind so people know to go around.
Me: "Wait. Aren't my flashers on? I put them on when I first pulled over..."
Guard: "Nope, you've got no flashers on. Don't worry though, I'll sit behind you until your dad shows up."
Turns out the battery in my car wasn't working. It would explain why the flashers weren't working, though I will never understand why I thought they would. Eventually my Dad showed up and he sort of jump started the car, but it was in no form to really DO anything, let alone go anywhere, but first we had to move the car. There is a little parking lot slightly up the hill from where the college is. So, what my dad asked me to do, was drive the car INTO the intersection and then go UPHILL in my barely running car. I did as he asked, and the whole time the car kind of "putt putted" it's way up the hill. Looking back it's pretty hilarious to think about, but at that time it was TERRIFYING. The street I was going on was decently busy, and on top of that I was afraid to go fast or slow down, so I just kind of rolled up the street and into the parking lot.
Eventually the tow truck came and took the car away.
Once more, that wasn't even close to the most terrifying of experiences.
My friend Sarah used to live in a little apartment near her college. It was a nice little place and all of us wanted to go and see it. So one day we decided to go. My friends Sarah, Molly, Richard and Lauren all got into my car and we made the 40 or so minute drive to her school/apartment. It was a really nice apartment and decently sized (it ended up not working out so well, as her roommate was impossible to live with). So after exploring the apartment for a short time, we left to go do other things.
Now, in order to get to the College we have to ride down this "highway" called the Merritt Parkway. It's not really a highway when I think about it, but it gets you quickly from point A to point B. We also have to cross under this tunnel. The first time going through, Richard decided to reenact the death of Princess Diana, so he gave everyone roles and when we exited the tunnel we all played dead (except for me because I was driving and didn't feel like risking everyone's lives).
So as we were exiting the tunnel heading back home, my car suddenly doesn't want to shift.
That's right, my car. Not shifting.
On a very busy highway.
Going uphill.
Needless to say, the car got dead quiet (except of course for the car ROARING as it flew up to 6rpm). I have been in situations where the car won't shift before, so I knew what to do. I very calmly take my foot off and on the gas pedal, trying to force it to shift.
Nothing.
We're going uphill and I can't shift to go faster. I'm in a dead set concentration trying to make sure everyone doesn't die. It was a very long minute or so before the car finally decided to shift and we were able to drive safely. Though I'm pretty sure I didn't drive for the rest of the day.
Honestly, I really did love that car. Though I am still uncertain as to how it actually felt about me. Was kind one minute and then a murderer the next...
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A little side story, also car related.
This one time my friend Sarah and I were driving around and on our way to Milford (she was driving her car this time around). We were taking the back roads as she didn't want to ride on the highway. At one point, while dancing and singing along to her music, she hit her steering wheel and it came loose (she kicked the lever that allows you to adjust the steering wheel, causing it to become unlocked and flop around helplessly as she drove).
She immediately started freaking out. She had to hold up the steering wheel as she drove. I told her to look for the lever, but she couldn't find it. We drove for a while, as there was nowhere to stop and finally came across a restaurant that we could pull into. Watching her attempt to turn was absolutely hysterical. She complained the whole time shouting "THIS IS SO AWKWARD," because, frankly, having to hold up your steering wheel as you turn is not an easy task. We parked in the lot and she finally found the lever to fix her steering wheel. Meanwhile, I am laughing my ass off at this point because of all the faces and noises she was making during this whole mildly terrifying encounter.
Was a wonderful little car ride.
Well, this car was decently used and was pretty old (I don't remember the year) so it had some problems every now and then. It would run for a long time fine, and then suddenly have massive problems. We always fixed them up and things were good as new, but it could be pretty terrifying when you were driving and suddenly your car stopped working...
So, let's start with the first time my car wanted to ruin my life. This is the only one where the car didn't try to kill me. Instead, it left me stranded. My friends and I always hung out late after school, because as Seniors we got last period off and most of my friends either took the bus or were waiting for their rides home. One of these days, my friend Lauren asked if she could have a ride home. I said sure, since she lives pretty close to the school and it's no trouble at all. After the buses left, we walked to my car and I attempt to start the car. I turn the key and...
Nothing.
I tried multiple times, but not a sound. No attempt at all to come to life. Cursing under my breathe, I call my dad to ask him to come save me. Eventually he came with AAA and got my car started, but I was stuck at school for two hours longer than normal. It was pretty upsetting.
That is also the least impressive story.
One time I picked up my friends Mike and Sarah to go hang out at the mall. We were on our way to Milford (one of the nearby cities and it has the best mall) when suddenly I was having trouble turning. It was like the car was RESISTING me trying to turn the wheel. I pull over and tell everyone that the car doesn't want to turn. I then pull back into traffic so I can move onto a side street, and as I turned it took pretty much all my effort just to get over without dying. I pull over on this road and call my dad, telling him my problem. He shows up and then inspects the car. Turns out the power steering belt had just come off at some point during the drive.
Can you believe that? It just popped off like it wasn't important and disappeared into the street. Needless to say we did not make it to the mall. My dad drove the car to his friend's gas station and he fixed it right up. Was very nice of him.
We also get pretty bad snow days in CT every couple of years. On day, we had a really nasty ice/snow storm and the streets were pretty unsafe to drive. My school liked to close down and delay for any excuse they could come up with, so on this morning I expected to see my school's name and get to stay home. Unfortunately, as I watched the news my school's name never showed up. Pissed off, I got ready for school, right before leaving checking the news and internet for my school's name. Nothing. Angry and defeated, I began my slow and very terrifying drive to school.
I eventually made it to school, at which point I got out of my car and saw my friend Ryan walking away from school. She shouted "George, what are you doing here? School's cancelled." I stopped dead in my tracks and shouted "YOU'VE GOT TO BE KIDDING ME!!!" I then returned to my car and checked my phone. I had two messages, one from my sister and one from my father, telling me school was cancelled. Wonderful, I made it all the way to school in the storm and now had to drive all the way home.
At this point I was freezing, so I get back in my car and turn the heat on. Instead of warm air blasting out, it started shooting out frozen air. I started shivering so hard. I turn off the air entirely and curl up as best as I can as I drove home, going as fast as I could on the slippery roads. Needless to say when I got home I was very, very angry.
I always seem to have bad luck in the school area when it comes to my car. My friend Sarah and I wanted to visit our friend Mike, as it had been a long time since we had seen him. So after school, we started heading over to his house. Right after we pull out of school, all the electronics in my car start going HAYWIRE. Everything is flashing and blinking and the car starts to act really odd (I mean it already is, but now the car itself is). I have no choice but to pull over right next to a busy intersection. I attempt to start the car, and nothing. I try to do anything and nothing. I call my dad and let him know.
He was at work, so it was going to take him a while to get to us. I "put my flashers on" (explained quotes in a moment) and sit idly on the side of the road. Cars start to pull up behind me, so I wave them around me. I tell Sarah they should know what flashers mean and should just go around. Eventually, a security guard for the college we are across from pulls up behind me. I wave for him to go around and he gets out of his car. He asks what's wrong and I tell him my car won't start and that my dad is on the way. He says he'll sit behind so people know to go around.
Me: "Wait. Aren't my flashers on? I put them on when I first pulled over..."
Guard: "Nope, you've got no flashers on. Don't worry though, I'll sit behind you until your dad shows up."
Turns out the battery in my car wasn't working. It would explain why the flashers weren't working, though I will never understand why I thought they would. Eventually my Dad showed up and he sort of jump started the car, but it was in no form to really DO anything, let alone go anywhere, but first we had to move the car. There is a little parking lot slightly up the hill from where the college is. So, what my dad asked me to do, was drive the car INTO the intersection and then go UPHILL in my barely running car. I did as he asked, and the whole time the car kind of "putt putted" it's way up the hill. Looking back it's pretty hilarious to think about, but at that time it was TERRIFYING. The street I was going on was decently busy, and on top of that I was afraid to go fast or slow down, so I just kind of rolled up the street and into the parking lot.
Eventually the tow truck came and took the car away.
Once more, that wasn't even close to the most terrifying of experiences.
My friend Sarah used to live in a little apartment near her college. It was a nice little place and all of us wanted to go and see it. So one day we decided to go. My friends Sarah, Molly, Richard and Lauren all got into my car and we made the 40 or so minute drive to her school/apartment. It was a really nice apartment and decently sized (it ended up not working out so well, as her roommate was impossible to live with). So after exploring the apartment for a short time, we left to go do other things.
Now, in order to get to the College we have to ride down this "highway" called the Merritt Parkway. It's not really a highway when I think about it, but it gets you quickly from point A to point B. We also have to cross under this tunnel. The first time going through, Richard decided to reenact the death of Princess Diana, so he gave everyone roles and when we exited the tunnel we all played dead (except for me because I was driving and didn't feel like risking everyone's lives).
So as we were exiting the tunnel heading back home, my car suddenly doesn't want to shift.
That's right, my car. Not shifting.
On a very busy highway.
Going uphill.
Needless to say, the car got dead quiet (except of course for the car ROARING as it flew up to 6rpm). I have been in situations where the car won't shift before, so I knew what to do. I very calmly take my foot off and on the gas pedal, trying to force it to shift.
Nothing.
We're going uphill and I can't shift to go faster. I'm in a dead set concentration trying to make sure everyone doesn't die. It was a very long minute or so before the car finally decided to shift and we were able to drive safely. Though I'm pretty sure I didn't drive for the rest of the day.
Honestly, I really did love that car. Though I am still uncertain as to how it actually felt about me. Was kind one minute and then a murderer the next...
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A little side story, also car related.
This one time my friend Sarah and I were driving around and on our way to Milford (she was driving her car this time around). We were taking the back roads as she didn't want to ride on the highway. At one point, while dancing and singing along to her music, she hit her steering wheel and it came loose (she kicked the lever that allows you to adjust the steering wheel, causing it to become unlocked and flop around helplessly as she drove).
She immediately started freaking out. She had to hold up the steering wheel as she drove. I told her to look for the lever, but she couldn't find it. We drove for a while, as there was nowhere to stop and finally came across a restaurant that we could pull into. Watching her attempt to turn was absolutely hysterical. She complained the whole time shouting "THIS IS SO AWKWARD," because, frankly, having to hold up your steering wheel as you turn is not an easy task. We parked in the lot and she finally found the lever to fix her steering wheel. Meanwhile, I am laughing my ass off at this point because of all the faces and noises she was making during this whole mildly terrifying encounter.
Was a wonderful little car ride.
Tuesday, June 7, 2011
Nostalgia
So, for starters, today at work I got to create a Twitter account for my dad. That's right, a Twitter account. For my father.
It was probably a lot more entertaining then it should have been.
Basically, he is going to use it for business meetings and while he is at trade shows. It's not a bad idea, considering my dad WANTS people to know where is he and to let them know that he is all over the place. Still, it's just funny to think about.
Then, later today, I was surfing through the channels when I suddenly came across Spice World. I actually stopped for a moment. It had been so long since I had seen this movie and I was really surprised to see it on TV. I mean, Spice World? Hello 90's! Nice to see you again. Of course, I put it on immediately and watched the whole thing. It also helped me remember the name of the 5th spice girl (Oh Posh Spice, I could never remember who you were). Then, of course, I started getting flash backs of listening to the Spice Girls long ago and all the memories tied with their songs. It was pretty entertaining.
It also made me feel old.
Older than I feel when I go to bed at 11:30.
Anyway, it was nice to take a ride on the good ol' Nostalgia Express. It was really funny though, because as we were watching my brother went to look on my Music Folder on our shared drive and realized the Spice Girls weren't on there (I haven't transferred all of my music over to it). I have all their music though, so I get to enjoy my nostalgia trip ha ha.
Oh, and then after that came Ferris Bueller's Day Off. It seems to be a pretty good day for movies, though I doubt I'll get another good movie after this one. Oh well, day well spent.
Can I just say that I've felt like an old man lately? I go to sleep before midnight. MIDNIGHT. I used to be up at 2am just for kicks. Now I'm tired at 10pm. What. Is. This.
I blame my work schedule.
It was probably a lot more entertaining then it should have been.
Basically, he is going to use it for business meetings and while he is at trade shows. It's not a bad idea, considering my dad WANTS people to know where is he and to let them know that he is all over the place. Still, it's just funny to think about.
Then, later today, I was surfing through the channels when I suddenly came across Spice World. I actually stopped for a moment. It had been so long since I had seen this movie and I was really surprised to see it on TV. I mean, Spice World? Hello 90's! Nice to see you again. Of course, I put it on immediately and watched the whole thing. It also helped me remember the name of the 5th spice girl (Oh Posh Spice, I could never remember who you were). Then, of course, I started getting flash backs of listening to the Spice Girls long ago and all the memories tied with their songs. It was pretty entertaining.
It also made me feel old.
Older than I feel when I go to bed at 11:30.
Anyway, it was nice to take a ride on the good ol' Nostalgia Express. It was really funny though, because as we were watching my brother went to look on my Music Folder on our shared drive and realized the Spice Girls weren't on there (I haven't transferred all of my music over to it). I have all their music though, so I get to enjoy my nostalgia trip ha ha.
Oh, and then after that came Ferris Bueller's Day Off. It seems to be a pretty good day for movies, though I doubt I'll get another good movie after this one. Oh well, day well spent.
Can I just say that I've felt like an old man lately? I go to sleep before midnight. MIDNIGHT. I used to be up at 2am just for kicks. Now I'm tired at 10pm. What. Is. This.
I blame my work schedule.
Monday, June 6, 2011
8 Ways to Stalk Businesses
I really need to stop saying things like "I'll post again soon" and "I'll post again this week to give you an update." Yeah, because I am totally the kind of person to keep up with this stuff.
ANYWAY, TO THE REAL BLOGGING.
So for work the past couple of days my boss has decided that she wants a Twitter account. Understandable, as Twitter is a great way for people to follow us when we're doing shows, get updates on when we are doing demos and updates for our products. It makes a lot of sense. The fun part is that for a day I was getting paid to be on Facebook and Twitter all day, looking up companies and seeing what they had on their pages. It was probably the best work day ever. In the end, she decided Facebook was too much upkeep and Twitter would be a lot easier to deal with.
So, my company now has a Twitter feed. It's not officially set up yet, as we are still ironing out all the details and getting its page set-up, but so far one of my co-workers is super duper excited about it. I mean really excited about it. My boss was on the phone with her and she was ecstatic about the whole thing. Even my dad wants to start up a Twitter feed for himself. In other words, I'm probably going to have to set-up a company meeting to teach everyone how to use Twitter. How great is that?
This brings us to the title of today's post. As we are all aware, it is really easy to find people on the internet. Then from there, it is really easy to find out a lot of information about them, from what websites they use to where they live. Today, though, my dad sent me a link about social media's in business called "8 Tips for Blogger Outreach." It was an interesting read, but about halfway through the article I sat back and was like, "My god. This entire article is telling me how to stalk people and ninja them into my blog. What the hell." It was all about business blogging and getting companies to guest post on them, but still, he was telling you all these ways to get to know the companies beforehand, so you aren't just shooting them an e-mail out of the blue. It was all clever, but still creepy.
Of course, using the internet to get to know people is nothing new. I mean, it is 2011, and the internet has become part of the core of our society. It's just I always seem to forgot how easy it is for people to hunt you down on the internet. And the more unique the name, the easier it is to find stuff about you. Seriously, ever google yourself or your typical username? Sometimes it's really easy to find all the things you are a part of. Which reminds me of the time George decided to hunt down my Livejournal, and succeeded.
The internet can be really creepy sometimes.
ANYWAY, TO THE REAL BLOGGING.
So for work the past couple of days my boss has decided that she wants a Twitter account. Understandable, as Twitter is a great way for people to follow us when we're doing shows, get updates on when we are doing demos and updates for our products. It makes a lot of sense. The fun part is that for a day I was getting paid to be on Facebook and Twitter all day, looking up companies and seeing what they had on their pages. It was probably the best work day ever. In the end, she decided Facebook was too much upkeep and Twitter would be a lot easier to deal with.
So, my company now has a Twitter feed. It's not officially set up yet, as we are still ironing out all the details and getting its page set-up, but so far one of my co-workers is super duper excited about it. I mean really excited about it. My boss was on the phone with her and she was ecstatic about the whole thing. Even my dad wants to start up a Twitter feed for himself. In other words, I'm probably going to have to set-up a company meeting to teach everyone how to use Twitter. How great is that?
This brings us to the title of today's post. As we are all aware, it is really easy to find people on the internet. Then from there, it is really easy to find out a lot of information about them, from what websites they use to where they live. Today, though, my dad sent me a link about social media's in business called "8 Tips for Blogger Outreach." It was an interesting read, but about halfway through the article I sat back and was like, "My god. This entire article is telling me how to stalk people and ninja them into my blog. What the hell." It was all about business blogging and getting companies to guest post on them, but still, he was telling you all these ways to get to know the companies beforehand, so you aren't just shooting them an e-mail out of the blue. It was all clever, but still creepy.
Of course, using the internet to get to know people is nothing new. I mean, it is 2011, and the internet has become part of the core of our society. It's just I always seem to forgot how easy it is for people to hunt you down on the internet. And the more unique the name, the easier it is to find stuff about you. Seriously, ever google yourself or your typical username? Sometimes it's really easy to find all the things you are a part of. Which reminds me of the time George decided to hunt down my Livejournal, and succeeded.
The internet can be really creepy sometimes.
Sunday, May 1, 2011
It's the First of May
FIRST OF MAY
OUTDOOR FUCKIN' STARTS TODAY
That is an actual song. Look it up. I swear it is totally worth it.
But anyway, the actual song for today.
The Cab - Risky Business
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So it's been a real long time since I've blogged and pretty much the only reason I am right now is because I don't feel like doing work anymore right now.
It's been a very, very long two weeks. Basically, I have spent the past two days cooped up in my room doing work almost non-stop. I had a break yesterday for two hours to go to an on campus event, but after that it was back to work!
What have I been working on you ask? Wonderful question! The main project I have been working on is my animation project. Yes, animation! What fun! It actually is fun I swear, it just is a shit-ton of work. I was supposed to have art assets due for Friday (clearly I am the best worker ever). I told my group there was no way it would be done and I was hoping to get it done by Saturday. Clearly I needed more time than I thought. I still need a lot of time. I still need to do all the animating work for my real character too. Needless to say this week is going to blow chunks.
I will admit that Friday was fun. I did a lot of work that night, but Randall and I took a break at three to go check out Mason Day. Mason Day is basically a small fair for Mason Students and friends to go enjoy free food and rides. We ran into a bunch of our friends and then came across an obstacle course. It was probably my favourite part of the day. Randall and I raced on it twice before we were too wiped to do it again. I also scrapped up my elbows and I'm not really sure how. It was probably one of the many dives I did through the small tunnels ha ha. The rest of our time spent at the fair was riding rides and walking around trying to find short lines for food.
At around 5 Randall and I left to head back to do work. He went off to see our teacher for some help and I went back to try to finish modeling. I got a really decent amount of work done, considering I had been working almost since I had woken up to the time that I went to sleep. Needless to say my head is spinning and all I really want is a white chocolate mocha to wake me up so I can get more work done. Sad right?
One of the other projects is my final for my drawing class. We have to choose a piece of clothing and draw it with charcoal. The goal is to make dramatic lighting and be able to draw the folds in clothes well. It's a lot of work but it should be fun.
The last project is another game. I have a lot of writing I need to do and I also need to make textures. I can put a lot of it off for now though, as I have other projects that are due sooner. We'll see. this project is what I am currently working on, mostly because it is the only one that I can do while lying comfortably in bed.
I don't think I'm going to stay up much longer. I want to so I can get work done, but I feel I should just sleep and get an early start tomorrow. I guess that is what two straight days of work do to you.
Wish me luck. Maybe I can post screenshots of all the stuff I do this week at some point.
OUTDOOR FUCKIN' STARTS TODAY
That is an actual song. Look it up. I swear it is totally worth it.
But anyway, the actual song for today.
The Cab - Risky Business
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So it's been a real long time since I've blogged and pretty much the only reason I am right now is because I don't feel like doing work anymore right now.
It's been a very, very long two weeks. Basically, I have spent the past two days cooped up in my room doing work almost non-stop. I had a break yesterday for two hours to go to an on campus event, but after that it was back to work!
What have I been working on you ask? Wonderful question! The main project I have been working on is my animation project. Yes, animation! What fun! It actually is fun I swear, it just is a shit-ton of work. I was supposed to have art assets due for Friday (clearly I am the best worker ever). I told my group there was no way it would be done and I was hoping to get it done by Saturday. Clearly I needed more time than I thought. I still need a lot of time. I still need to do all the animating work for my real character too. Needless to say this week is going to blow chunks.
I will admit that Friday was fun. I did a lot of work that night, but Randall and I took a break at three to go check out Mason Day. Mason Day is basically a small fair for Mason Students and friends to go enjoy free food and rides. We ran into a bunch of our friends and then came across an obstacle course. It was probably my favourite part of the day. Randall and I raced on it twice before we were too wiped to do it again. I also scrapped up my elbows and I'm not really sure how. It was probably one of the many dives I did through the small tunnels ha ha. The rest of our time spent at the fair was riding rides and walking around trying to find short lines for food.
At around 5 Randall and I left to head back to do work. He went off to see our teacher for some help and I went back to try to finish modeling. I got a really decent amount of work done, considering I had been working almost since I had woken up to the time that I went to sleep. Needless to say my head is spinning and all I really want is a white chocolate mocha to wake me up so I can get more work done. Sad right?
One of the other projects is my final for my drawing class. We have to choose a piece of clothing and draw it with charcoal. The goal is to make dramatic lighting and be able to draw the folds in clothes well. It's a lot of work but it should be fun.
The last project is another game. I have a lot of writing I need to do and I also need to make textures. I can put a lot of it off for now though, as I have other projects that are due sooner. We'll see. this project is what I am currently working on, mostly because it is the only one that I can do while lying comfortably in bed.
I don't think I'm going to stay up much longer. I want to so I can get work done, but I feel I should just sleep and get an early start tomorrow. I guess that is what two straight days of work do to you.
Wish me luck. Maybe I can post screenshots of all the stuff I do this week at some point.
Saturday, April 2, 2011
It's Been Too Long
Been a while since I last posted anything here. Probably because I haven't had anything worthwhile to talk about since forever. Now it is 3am and I don't feel quite like going to sleep just yet. So here is a blog post! Woo!
Haven't been doing anything too exciting recently. I've been planning on going hiking with my friend Heather for a while now, but things have kept getting in the way and we haven't been able to go. Hopefully the weather will improve and we will be able to go.
Classes have been alright. Drawing has gotten interesting considering the fact that we have started doing figure drawing and I really enjoy drawing people more than anything else. It's hard, but it's a lot of fun, especially working with muscle and getting all the curves right. Of course, this has led to me zoning out during my Music class and instead of taking notes I just start drawing the people around me. It's good practice, but isn't going to help when it comes to the test that is sometime next week. I don't really know since he said Thursday but the Syllabus said otherwise. Hopefully it is actually Thursday or the week after, cause I don't want to deal with it right now. I also have a lot of projects that are going to be due soon, so on top of all the things that need to be done I have to work on all these projects in a timely manor so I don't spend one week wanting to put my head under a train.
Otherwise, things have been pretty good. Spring break came and went and I spent it with Sarah. We did a photoshoot one of the days which was Inception inspired and it was pretty amazing. I fell a lot. It hurt, but the photos in the end were AMAZING. You can check it out here at her blog. You can look through some other photos as well, her recent ones being my favourite. She is underwater!
Anyway, after that I had a dozen projects and papers and other things to do, so I spent most of the week not sleeping properly and sitting infront of computers and drawing paper getting everything done. Also a decent amount of time slamming my head against the wall. The next week I also had a lack of sleep due to working on Drawing homework. THINGS WERE PAINFUL. The work came out pretty well but in the end it was worth it. I made up for the sleep this week so everything is okay.
Not much else going on. Mother's birthday is this Monday and mine is after that. Excited, but I don't know what I want. I never know what I want.
But that's it for tonight. It is time to sleep as I am getting this twitch in my arms. IT IS MOST UNCOMFORTABLE.
Haven't been doing anything too exciting recently. I've been planning on going hiking with my friend Heather for a while now, but things have kept getting in the way and we haven't been able to go. Hopefully the weather will improve and we will be able to go.
Classes have been alright. Drawing has gotten interesting considering the fact that we have started doing figure drawing and I really enjoy drawing people more than anything else. It's hard, but it's a lot of fun, especially working with muscle and getting all the curves right. Of course, this has led to me zoning out during my Music class and instead of taking notes I just start drawing the people around me. It's good practice, but isn't going to help when it comes to the test that is sometime next week. I don't really know since he said Thursday but the Syllabus said otherwise. Hopefully it is actually Thursday or the week after, cause I don't want to deal with it right now. I also have a lot of projects that are going to be due soon, so on top of all the things that need to be done I have to work on all these projects in a timely manor so I don't spend one week wanting to put my head under a train.
Otherwise, things have been pretty good. Spring break came and went and I spent it with Sarah. We did a photoshoot one of the days which was Inception inspired and it was pretty amazing. I fell a lot. It hurt, but the photos in the end were AMAZING. You can check it out here at her blog. You can look through some other photos as well, her recent ones being my favourite. She is underwater!
Anyway, after that I had a dozen projects and papers and other things to do, so I spent most of the week not sleeping properly and sitting infront of computers and drawing paper getting everything done. Also a decent amount of time slamming my head against the wall. The next week I also had a lack of sleep due to working on Drawing homework. THINGS WERE PAINFUL. The work came out pretty well but in the end it was worth it. I made up for the sleep this week so everything is okay.
Not much else going on. Mother's birthday is this Monday and mine is after that. Excited, but I don't know what I want. I never know what I want.
But that's it for tonight. It is time to sleep as I am getting this twitch in my arms. IT IS MOST UNCOMFORTABLE.
Monday, March 7, 2011
Dreams VS Sleep
You know what's weird? More than anything I LOVE dreaming. It is probably one of my favourite parts of the day. Escaping into whatever my mind decides to cook up, whether it be some terrifying nightmare or a wonderful desire fulfilled, it is always something I look forward to. However, I HATE sleeping. I hate being tired, I hate having to sleep. If I could do without it, I probably would. But then that means I can no longer dream. It's probably the only reason I even care about getting enough sleep.
I also need to remember to write down my dreams in the morning. I remember them, but by the time I get back to my room in the late afternoon I end up forgetting half or all of it. Rather depressing.
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Oh hey, it's also been forever and a half since I posted. Why would that be? Mostly because nothing truly exciting has been going on and I cannot think of any sort of topic to write about. Though, right now a few people I know are doing this "30 day tumbler thing" and there is another one related to music. I don't know the rules or whatever because you have to like the page on facebook and I really don't feel like liking it. SO, I think I might just join in on the 30 day challenge. I'll do one a day, but I'll just catch up to today's date. I'll also post a song or music video to go with each day.
SO LET'S ROLL
Oh, also should update about the plants. Sarah's fell over and almost died, but ended up okay. I'll talk more about it tomorrow since Tuesday always seemed to be plant day. I also don't have pictures of the plants so I'll wait till I receive those.
ANYWAY, BACK TO THE OTHER THING THAT I WAS GOING TO DO.
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I also need to remember to write down my dreams in the morning. I remember them, but by the time I get back to my room in the late afternoon I end up forgetting half or all of it. Rather depressing.
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Oh hey, it's also been forever and a half since I posted. Why would that be? Mostly because nothing truly exciting has been going on and I cannot think of any sort of topic to write about. Though, right now a few people I know are doing this "30 day tumbler thing" and there is another one related to music. I don't know the rules or whatever because you have to like the page on facebook and I really don't feel like liking it. SO, I think I might just join in on the 30 day challenge. I'll do one a day, but I'll just catch up to today's date. I'll also post a song or music video to go with each day.
SO LET'S ROLL
Oh, also should update about the plants. Sarah's fell over and almost died, but ended up okay. I'll talk more about it tomorrow since Tuesday always seemed to be plant day. I also don't have pictures of the plants so I'll wait till I receive those.
ANYWAY, BACK TO THE OTHER THING THAT I WAS GOING TO DO.
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Day 1 – Your current relationship, if single discuss how single life is.
Status: Single.
Preferably I'd rather not be single, mostly because everyone around me is in a relationship. Makes you feel kind of lonely. It's also pretty much whatever right now. I've got my friends to keep me occupied currently.
I chose this song because a lot of the time I wish I could just walk up to people and be like "Hey. You're sexy. Let's get lunch."
Also BBBBRRRRIIIIIITTTTTNNNNEEEEYYYYYYY <3<3<3<3<3<3<3
Also also, you see the pants the dancers are wearing? I would KILL for those. Without the weird flap thing on the back though.
Day 2 – Where you’d like to be in 10 years.
Working at a game company, producing a sequel to our hit game, living with someone/people I love in either California, Virginia or Connecticut. Don't really know where I want to be just yet.
Another Britney song! I chose this one because it makes me happy, and more than anything in 10 years I want to be happy. And hopefully partying with my awesome friends :)
Day 3 – Your views on drugs and alcohol.
Do not approve of drugs. I really don't know why people get into them. I'm okay with ex-users (several of my friends are) but there's really no reason to get into the drug scene to begin with.
Alcohol. I get this from my mother, ha ha. It's totally fine with me, as long as you don't do anything stupid. If you have to get your stomach pumped then you lose MAJOR points in my book. I also strongly believe that the drinking age should be 18. So, that's pretty much my view.
No real reason to this song.
Day 4 – Your views on religion.
I'll leave Religion alone. Don't push your views on me and I'm fine. People can believe whatever they want. The moment you start trying to convert me or say I'm going to Hell because of who I am and what I do, THAT'S when shit gets real. Seriously, let me believe what I want and I'll let you believe what you want.
Okay this one has a real reason. I get really angry when Religions contradict themselves and people say "You'll go to Hell for wearing mini-skirts or lusting after your own gender." You know what? Fuck you. I'll do what I want, and in all honesty, if it means going to hell, and you won't be there, then I will gladly go.
Day 5 – A time you thought about ending your own life.
Do you mean seriously thought about? Cause I think about it every now and then (not actually doing it! It's a "Cause and Effect" view. I like to think about things :( ) and how it will affect the people around me and all that. Otherwise, no. I have never thought about ending my life.
It's a really depressing song, but I absolutely LOVE IT. Watching the video, I almost cried. I chose this song because when I do think about that scenario, it makes me think of all the sorrow that comes with losing a loved one, and all the people I don't want to leave behind.
Day 6 – Write 30 interesting facts about yourself.
UGH. FUCK THIS SHIT.
1. I have really good navigation memory. I couldn't tell you street names, but I can guide you to places I have only been to once or twice. Though if the time of day is different it's sometimes harder.
2. I've never broken any bone in my body.
3. The only time I've been to the emergency room was when a dog scratched my face up.
4. Instead of getting stitches for #3, they had to glue the wounds shut. The doctor got some in my eyelashes.
5. My eyes are my favourite part of my body.
6. I enjoy being blond a lot more than brunette, but I do miss my hair in the summer.
7. Though I care about how my hair looks, laziness overtakes my desire to touch it up.
8. I am a huge Britney Spears fan and I blame the lovely Sarah for that.
9. I hate sleeping, but I love dreaming.
10. I am extremely paranoid and it gets worse when people prove my paranoia true.
11. Though I enjoy writing creatively, my motivation to do so is always sub-par.
12. When I try to do new things, they last for about three days and then I forget about them.
13. I am terrible about getting in contact with people. If I don't talk to you, it's not because I hate you, it's just because I am paranoid about when I call people and keep pushing it off.
14. I enjoy female singers 100x more than male singers.
15. If it has a nice beat and you can dance to it, I'll probably listen to it.
16. I am the only member of my family who has not left the country.
17. I love to swim, but hate doing it competitively.
18. If I could breathe underwater I would never resurface.
19. I often think about exploding at people (shouting about things they do that make me angry) and it helps me deal with most problems. None of these conversations ever happen.
20. 90% of the time I am not paying attention to anything around me.
21. I think of myself as attractive, but have no confidence to show for it.
22. I love not seeing someone for a while and then randomly bumping into them.
23. I despise talking on the phone, but in person I can talk for hours on end, and I have.
24. Though with my friends I'm really talkative, in public I'm extremely self-conscious and stay silent.
25. I love horror movies and scary games, but it takes me forever to finish them.
26. What scares me more than anything in movies and games is the unknown, such as the possibility of an enemy around the corner or behind this door. Once they are there I can deal with it, but I take forever to search around corners and in new rooms.
27. I am still afraid of the dark, especially around 3am.
28. Though I'm a pretty nice and good person, given the option I always choose evil.
29. I'm allergic to cats, but I love them so much that I just deal with it when I'm around them.
30. I feel I have no real talent.
You all know how I love Britney, and I've given her enough love throughout this. Emilie Autumn is another one of my favourite artists. Her music is amazing and I love her voice. She is also incredible live.
Day 7 – Your zodiac sign and if you think it fits your personality
Oooooh! A fun one!
I am Aries, the goat. Yes, I feel it pretty much personifies me. I have a mug at home with all the traits of Aries on it. What's funny is my mom and I are both Aries and we are really alike. So yes, I think it fits me really well.
Figured I'd end it with Britney. No real reason, besides that I love it and I think it works for this one. After all, I'm only a Sophomore in College. I've just begun havin' my fun. ;)
Sunday, February 20, 2011
Dreams
So take me now or take me never
I won't wait
You're already late
So say goodbye or say forever
Choose your fate
How else can we survive?
Dead is the new alive
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I bought things! Yup yup! On Friday I went out with Kristina, Kate and Scooter to the mall. Kate needed to get a dress and that was the whole reason we went. She got this adorable little red dress and some nice jewelery to go with it. I got a nice new shirt, a jacket, a pair of jeans and a new wallet. I spent practically nothing because I still had my gift card from Christmas. We also went to the Cheesecake factory for lunch. It was delicious and Kate and I took our leftover brownies home.
When we got back, Kate and Scooter headed out because they were going to Scooters for the weekend (there was a wedding) and Kristina and I headed to Ania's dorm for a little Valentine's Get Together/Dorm Reunion. Not many people showed up, so it was pretty much the same crowd as last time. It was a lot of fun. However, when we got there I got a text from Heather saying she really needed to talk to me. I was like "Okay, meet me by Starbucks." Turns out things had gotten awkward with one of her really close friends and she really needed to talk. I gave her what advice I could and tried to cheer her up. We talked for a while and then I invited her to our little party, but she said she appreciated the offer but just wasn't in the mood. I said I would check on her after the party.
She was much better later when I saw her. Tired, but better. We talked a little while longer before she decided "Okay, I really need to sleep." I said goodbye and then met up with Kristina and Randall to watch more of Misfits. It's this rather entertaining British show about a bunch of kids on parole who end up getting super powers. It's really interesting.
I had planned to go to Town on Saturday, but plans fell through because everyone (but Kristina) ended up being busy. It rather sucked, but whatever.
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The Drama Llama has been spitting all over the place again. Apparently, Kristina, Kate and George were planning on rooming together, and had found a fourth body. However, said fourth body has apparently made plans to be someone's roommate, but didn't inform the rest of them. So Kristina has been trying for two days to talk to her about it, with no luck. We'll see. They are already making backup plans for the fourth body though.
Oh and Kate, when you read this, remember that you need to talk to your roommates (current) about their future plans to see if you can hold your room or not!
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I have a lot of fun using charcoal in my artwork. It's just one of our materials that is really easy and really fun to use. I mean, I'm not good with it, but it's still my favourite to use. Hopefully with more classes I'll get better with it. I like the way my last piece came out though. We'll see what the teacher thinks.
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I've started making a Dream journal. I've started to remember dreams better from it, considering while I am at school I almost never have dreams, or at least are unable to recall them when I wake up. It's been interesting to read over the things I have been dreaming.
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That's really all I've got right now. I'm off to finish up some work and maybe do some reading.
I won't wait
You're already late
So say goodbye or say forever
Choose your fate
How else can we survive?
Dead is the new alive
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I bought things! Yup yup! On Friday I went out with Kristina, Kate and Scooter to the mall. Kate needed to get a dress and that was the whole reason we went. She got this adorable little red dress and some nice jewelery to go with it. I got a nice new shirt, a jacket, a pair of jeans and a new wallet. I spent practically nothing because I still had my gift card from Christmas. We also went to the Cheesecake factory for lunch. It was delicious and Kate and I took our leftover brownies home.
When we got back, Kate and Scooter headed out because they were going to Scooters for the weekend (there was a wedding) and Kristina and I headed to Ania's dorm for a little Valentine's Get Together/Dorm Reunion. Not many people showed up, so it was pretty much the same crowd as last time. It was a lot of fun. However, when we got there I got a text from Heather saying she really needed to talk to me. I was like "Okay, meet me by Starbucks." Turns out things had gotten awkward with one of her really close friends and she really needed to talk. I gave her what advice I could and tried to cheer her up. We talked for a while and then I invited her to our little party, but she said she appreciated the offer but just wasn't in the mood. I said I would check on her after the party.
She was much better later when I saw her. Tired, but better. We talked a little while longer before she decided "Okay, I really need to sleep." I said goodbye and then met up with Kristina and Randall to watch more of Misfits. It's this rather entertaining British show about a bunch of kids on parole who end up getting super powers. It's really interesting.
I had planned to go to Town on Saturday, but plans fell through because everyone (but Kristina) ended up being busy. It rather sucked, but whatever.
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The Drama Llama has been spitting all over the place again. Apparently, Kristina, Kate and George were planning on rooming together, and had found a fourth body. However, said fourth body has apparently made plans to be someone's roommate, but didn't inform the rest of them. So Kristina has been trying for two days to talk to her about it, with no luck. We'll see. They are already making backup plans for the fourth body though.
Oh and Kate, when you read this, remember that you need to talk to your roommates (current) about their future plans to see if you can hold your room or not!
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I have a lot of fun using charcoal in my artwork. It's just one of our materials that is really easy and really fun to use. I mean, I'm not good with it, but it's still my favourite to use. Hopefully with more classes I'll get better with it. I like the way my last piece came out though. We'll see what the teacher thinks.
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I've started making a Dream journal. I've started to remember dreams better from it, considering while I am at school I almost never have dreams, or at least are unable to recall them when I wake up. It's been interesting to read over the things I have been dreaming.
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That's really all I've got right now. I'm off to finish up some work and maybe do some reading.
Wednesday, February 16, 2011
PLANTS. WEEK THREE
IT IS TIME FOR THE WEEKLY PLANT UPDATE-A-THON.
It's not really an "a-thon" but it sounds so much cooler when you think of it like that.
Sarah:
Moi:
They are so boring right now, not gonna lie. OH, AND THE CHOCOLATE IS IN THE BACKGROUND ON PURPOSE. MMMHM. But yes, they are really boring right now. Just kind of being like "Lol I am green." Though I don't blame them, I have been being really mean to my plants. It's not like I'm not watering them or being a bad person, it's just they grow over the side of the plant because they are trying really, really hard to get sunlight. I've told you before about the position of my dorm. So I decided to be mean to them and when they start growing over the edge, I turn them to face AWAY from the sun so they start growing in the opposite direction. I've been doing this for a while now and it's really entertaining. I don't know why, it just is.
I still hope they grow soon. I want to see mah flowers.
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We actually started using Max today. The teacher was like "I'll extend the homework because all of you were taught on Maya and MAX IS SO MUCH BETTER." It really is, if you were curious. The set-up, the commands, everything. It's just so good! I love it a lot more than Maya, and I'm excited to get really into it. I need to make sure I put time into everything because it's going to take many hours to do the projects. A friend of mine spent 10 hours working on the rocket that was due for the lesser animation class. Yup. 10 hours. I just appreciate that the software actually functions on my parallels really nicely.
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I have an art project that is due tomorrow. It's nothing hard, just have to do a design that shows positive and negative space. It was easy to do, the hardest part was finding my two objects to draw and getting them into a cool position. I eventually came up with a decent idea and it worked out really well. Plus I got to use charcoal! I FUCKING LOVE CHARCOAL. It is so much fun to use and I absolutely love smudging it around the paper. The only thing I hate about it is that it gets all over my hands and then I am not allowed to touch anything because the black will get everywhere. You should have seen my fingers, they were completely covered in the charcoal. IT WAS AWESOME. But as I was saying, the charcoal gets everywhere and the part of my piece that is supposed to be white ended up getting smudges of gray all over it. It upset me, but I was mostly able to take care of it by using white pastel to cover over it.
I also need to get some fixative because my piece is going to smudge and Kristina said I could borrow hers but that is all the way at her dorm and I wouldn't make her walk there and back to lend it to me. I'll just forget about it for now and possibly go this weekend because I still need to get one of the bamboo brushes. Oh well.
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I've started writing all the stuff I need to do on my arms again. Every time I write it somewhere else I forget about it until IT IS TOO LATE. Now though it's a lot easier to remember because OH HEY, THERE IS WRITING ON MY ARM AND OH YEAH I SHOULD GO DO THAT NOW.
It's sort of annoying because I feel like I get the ink everywhere. It's like when I use charcoal and accidentally rest my hand on it and then SMUDGE THE HELL OUT OF IT. At least it helps me remember to get stuff done now ha ha.
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For one of my game classes, the one where we are using a real game engine, we had to come up with ideas for a min-game thing. The goal is to just make a puzzle using what we have learned so far, which is just moving objects and making deadly lights. The biggest idea that comes to my mind is making a security room that the player has to maneuver through to escape from his imprisonment. I'm thinking a bit of a rat maze and putting lights that swivel through where you're going. I'm contemplating making it one of those puzzles where you have to constantly move because the safe areas will no longer be safe after a while. It all depends on how much time we get for the project. Either way I am going to have fun doing it.
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I like my desk here at school, but I also HATE it so much. I don't know what's wrong with my room, but it just gets so fucking cold over by the window. It is just the worst window ever. Like, I don't mind the room being cold at night because I like being all wrapped up in my comforter. I, however, like it to be really warm during the day, but there isn't much I can do about it because no matter how high I turn the thermostat the window is still like "LOL COLD AIR HERE IT COMES." That and the other side of the suite gets REALLY hot when it gets 68+, so there is no happy middle ground. It's kind of lame, but then again I like weird temperatures compared to everyone else.
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I was reading through Hyperbole and a Half earlier and stumbled across this one post about her finding her old journal and reading through and thinking "Holy shit, was I retarded? AM I RETARDED?" and it made me laugh. A long time ago I used to keep a journal also. If you ever kept a journal and went back to read it one day you will know what I mean. It's just.... What the hell was I thinking? Half the entries talked about nothing with an "I will update later" and then I would NEVER COME BACK. I was also bad at writing in it because it went from September of one year to August of the next and so on and so fourth. I would have a week of decent entries and then disappear for forever. I mean, I'm like that still now. The other thing was how terrible my handwriting was. It's not great now, but back then it was like "HOW DID I EVEN READ THIS? ARE THOSE WORDS? I CAN'T REALLY TELL." It also had this really nerdy picture of me stuck inside it with the only good science fair project I ever did, which was in fourth grade.
It was kind of fun to read those entries and remember what I was talking about.
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I think I need to start taking naps during the day. I feel so tired all the time even though I get a decent nights sleep every night and even get more during the weekends. I don't know what it is, but I just feel TIRED. And I have blogged about this about three times now I think.
I spend some mornings/nights sitting there going "What the hell did I blog about? I just wrote it like an hour ago..." Granted I always remember the next day, but it's just so weird. That and 30% of my blog writing time is spent looking around my room or getting distracted by something or another and then coming back a half hour later and being like "Oh yeah, I was writing a blog."
Today I got distracted by the comic "Pictures for Sad Children" because I was behind and wanted to catch up, which sent me to another a comic and then to the comics store. I then looked at things before randomly deciding to look at Sarah's flickr for forever. Then I came to and remembered blog posts.
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I swear to god I blacked out in the shower this morning. I was doing my usual routine, and I usually check my hands to see how long I have been in the shower because if they are pruned then I have been showering for waaaaaay too long. I looked at them at one point and then when I looked at them again they were really pruned. I was like "WHAT THE FUCK I HAVE NOT BEEN IN HERE FOR THAT LONG," then got out of the shower and checked the time. It was 9:56 and I got in the shower at about 9:30. I just... I don't know. It felt like 5 minutes and then all of a sudden it's been over twenty. What. Is. This.
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I'm gonna try starting a dream journal. My friend Heather has one and she has some pretty interesting dreams. I do every now and then, but for some reason while I am at school I have no dreams. Or I do, but they are just flashes of parts and I can't recall any of it in the morning. Hopefully writing them down in the morning will help me remember the dream. Or help me remember to remember the dream so I will pay attention in my dreams so that I actually can have them. I hate nights where I sleep and then just wake up in the morning. I like dreaming, I really do. Especially because they are usually strange and unusual and intense. Like this one dream where I was my cousin and jumped out a window. It was.... interesting.
It's not really an "a-thon" but it sounds so much cooler when you think of it like that.
Sarah:
Moi:
They are so boring right now, not gonna lie. OH, AND THE CHOCOLATE IS IN THE BACKGROUND ON PURPOSE. MMMHM. But yes, they are really boring right now. Just kind of being like "Lol I am green." Though I don't blame them, I have been being really mean to my plants. It's not like I'm not watering them or being a bad person, it's just they grow over the side of the plant because they are trying really, really hard to get sunlight. I've told you before about the position of my dorm. So I decided to be mean to them and when they start growing over the edge, I turn them to face AWAY from the sun so they start growing in the opposite direction. I've been doing this for a while now and it's really entertaining. I don't know why, it just is.
I still hope they grow soon. I want to see mah flowers.
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We actually started using Max today. The teacher was like "I'll extend the homework because all of you were taught on Maya and MAX IS SO MUCH BETTER." It really is, if you were curious. The set-up, the commands, everything. It's just so good! I love it a lot more than Maya, and I'm excited to get really into it. I need to make sure I put time into everything because it's going to take many hours to do the projects. A friend of mine spent 10 hours working on the rocket that was due for the lesser animation class. Yup. 10 hours. I just appreciate that the software actually functions on my parallels really nicely.
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I have an art project that is due tomorrow. It's nothing hard, just have to do a design that shows positive and negative space. It was easy to do, the hardest part was finding my two objects to draw and getting them into a cool position. I eventually came up with a decent idea and it worked out really well. Plus I got to use charcoal! I FUCKING LOVE CHARCOAL. It is so much fun to use and I absolutely love smudging it around the paper. The only thing I hate about it is that it gets all over my hands and then I am not allowed to touch anything because the black will get everywhere. You should have seen my fingers, they were completely covered in the charcoal. IT WAS AWESOME. But as I was saying, the charcoal gets everywhere and the part of my piece that is supposed to be white ended up getting smudges of gray all over it. It upset me, but I was mostly able to take care of it by using white pastel to cover over it.
I also need to get some fixative because my piece is going to smudge and Kristina said I could borrow hers but that is all the way at her dorm and I wouldn't make her walk there and back to lend it to me. I'll just forget about it for now and possibly go this weekend because I still need to get one of the bamboo brushes. Oh well.
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I've started writing all the stuff I need to do on my arms again. Every time I write it somewhere else I forget about it until IT IS TOO LATE. Now though it's a lot easier to remember because OH HEY, THERE IS WRITING ON MY ARM AND OH YEAH I SHOULD GO DO THAT NOW.
It's sort of annoying because I feel like I get the ink everywhere. It's like when I use charcoal and accidentally rest my hand on it and then SMUDGE THE HELL OUT OF IT. At least it helps me remember to get stuff done now ha ha.
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For one of my game classes, the one where we are using a real game engine, we had to come up with ideas for a min-game thing. The goal is to just make a puzzle using what we have learned so far, which is just moving objects and making deadly lights. The biggest idea that comes to my mind is making a security room that the player has to maneuver through to escape from his imprisonment. I'm thinking a bit of a rat maze and putting lights that swivel through where you're going. I'm contemplating making it one of those puzzles where you have to constantly move because the safe areas will no longer be safe after a while. It all depends on how much time we get for the project. Either way I am going to have fun doing it.
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I like my desk here at school, but I also HATE it so much. I don't know what's wrong with my room, but it just gets so fucking cold over by the window. It is just the worst window ever. Like, I don't mind the room being cold at night because I like being all wrapped up in my comforter. I, however, like it to be really warm during the day, but there isn't much I can do about it because no matter how high I turn the thermostat the window is still like "LOL COLD AIR HERE IT COMES." That and the other side of the suite gets REALLY hot when it gets 68+, so there is no happy middle ground. It's kind of lame, but then again I like weird temperatures compared to everyone else.
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I was reading through Hyperbole and a Half earlier and stumbled across this one post about her finding her old journal and reading through and thinking "Holy shit, was I retarded? AM I RETARDED?" and it made me laugh. A long time ago I used to keep a journal also. If you ever kept a journal and went back to read it one day you will know what I mean. It's just.... What the hell was I thinking? Half the entries talked about nothing with an "I will update later" and then I would NEVER COME BACK. I was also bad at writing in it because it went from September of one year to August of the next and so on and so fourth. I would have a week of decent entries and then disappear for forever. I mean, I'm like that still now. The other thing was how terrible my handwriting was. It's not great now, but back then it was like "HOW DID I EVEN READ THIS? ARE THOSE WORDS? I CAN'T REALLY TELL." It also had this really nerdy picture of me stuck inside it with the only good science fair project I ever did, which was in fourth grade.
It was kind of fun to read those entries and remember what I was talking about.
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I think I need to start taking naps during the day. I feel so tired all the time even though I get a decent nights sleep every night and even get more during the weekends. I don't know what it is, but I just feel TIRED. And I have blogged about this about three times now I think.
I spend some mornings/nights sitting there going "What the hell did I blog about? I just wrote it like an hour ago..." Granted I always remember the next day, but it's just so weird. That and 30% of my blog writing time is spent looking around my room or getting distracted by something or another and then coming back a half hour later and being like "Oh yeah, I was writing a blog."
Today I got distracted by the comic "Pictures for Sad Children" because I was behind and wanted to catch up, which sent me to another a comic and then to the comics store. I then looked at things before randomly deciding to look at Sarah's flickr for forever. Then I came to and remembered blog posts.
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I swear to god I blacked out in the shower this morning. I was doing my usual routine, and I usually check my hands to see how long I have been in the shower because if they are pruned then I have been showering for waaaaaay too long. I looked at them at one point and then when I looked at them again they were really pruned. I was like "WHAT THE FUCK I HAVE NOT BEEN IN HERE FOR THAT LONG," then got out of the shower and checked the time. It was 9:56 and I got in the shower at about 9:30. I just... I don't know. It felt like 5 minutes and then all of a sudden it's been over twenty. What. Is. This.
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I'm gonna try starting a dream journal. My friend Heather has one and she has some pretty interesting dreams. I do every now and then, but for some reason while I am at school I have no dreams. Or I do, but they are just flashes of parts and I can't recall any of it in the morning. Hopefully writing them down in the morning will help me remember the dream. Or help me remember to remember the dream so I will pay attention in my dreams so that I actually can have them. I hate nights where I sleep and then just wake up in the morning. I like dreaming, I really do. Especially because they are usually strange and unusual and intense. Like this one dream where I was my cousin and jumped out a window. It was.... interesting.
Tuesday, February 15, 2011
Dammit 3ds Max
Today was so. Fucking. Slow. I don't even know why, it just kind of went on for FOREVER.
I also need to start writing down all my work. I heard we had practices to do for our Animation class, but the problem is I had heard that the practices weren't mandatory and we weren't going to hand them in. However, Noelle complained about them so I was like "Oh hey, let me check Blackboard," and BEHOLD! THERE IS AN ASSIGNMENT FOR IT! So that involved me downloading, installing, activating 3DS Max because I was told they weren't do but they are, and then spent an hour and a half doing the supposedly "30 minute" tutorial. Apparently my book is an older version of Max and I have a much newer one. Seriously, it took me like 10 minutes to find each button they were talking about. There was also a lot of "Go here, then here and do this and things should be great." No they will not you lying piece of shit. My textures weren't even on properly in places and then I couldn't even move the fucking crate. UGH. YOU DIDN'T EVEN GIVE ME TIPS IF THE TEXTURE WAS FUCKED UP.
I need to start writing down all my shit. I just... I just don't know what my brain is doing anymore.
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I sleep a lot on the weekends, yet I always feel tired. All the time. It doesn't matter how much I sleep or what time I go to sleep. It takes me about an hour to fall asleep and then my body takes three to finally wake up. I hate it.
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This weekend was alright. I mean I don't really recall anything besides going to a Basketball game on Saturday and going to the Rat to get dinner.
The part I really do remember though is Sunday. My friend Heather and I, along with her friend Jenessa, went into DC to see Emilie Autumn. At 5 o'clock I headed over to her room to print out my ticket and chat while she decided what she wanted to wear and got all set up again. I got to be her fashion consultant and it was rather entertaining. Anyway, at around 5:45 (we meant to leave at 5:30, but you know how woman are) we headed over to the apartments to meet up with Jenessa and her boyfriend who was our chauffeur for the evening-ish. He only took us to the metro, but it was much appreciated. We then had to walk a mile and a half after we got to our stop because that was the closest to where we were going. It sucked, but THANKFULLY it actually wasn't cold.
The line to get in took forever and we were constantly pestered by hobos. We just kind of talked about everything while we were in the line and then, when we finally got to hand in our tickets, the show had already started (we found out later they were only playing the first song when we got there) so we hurried inside and shoved our way to the middle-ish. Getting to the front was too hard and the place wasn't that big. It was fine though, the show was wonderful. EA is fantastic live and they were wearing some awesome outfits. At one point, Veronica (one of her singers) decided to play what's called "The Rat Game." In all actuallity it's not much of a game, it's more "Hey, you're coming onto the stage lady and we are going to make out for a moment after saying some ridiculous things. Seriously, she just asked for one female volunteer who had never kissed a girl and then BAM. Make-out session ensued. There was much cheering from the crowd.
The girl who went up was this adorable little girl and it was either her first kiss altogether or her first lesbian kiss. I can't remember, but we talked to her after the show and Heather made-out with her momentarily. It was pretty funny. We decided next time we are going to get there earlier so that we can be in the front and that I am going to lift Heather up so she has a better chance of being picked. I am very excited.
I also really don't want to wash off the X's on my hands because I love them. They are really faded now but they are still there.
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Tomorrow is going to suck. I have an art piece to do (which won't take long in actuallity) and more Max work that I need to do because otherwise it's going to be hard to use later in the semester. I'm excited for my other Game class. It's rather easy and the Unreal engine is really fun to use. I need to come up with some designs for next class. We're going to create mini-games with fun challenges for class. I'm thinking lazer beams and mazes. We'll see though.
I also just need to practice drawing in general. There are some really good people in my class and I feel like I am sitting near the bottom. I know it's a basic class but still. I just need to put more hours in general to all of my work.
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I AM SO TIRED SO I AM GOING TO SLEEP NOW.
I ALSO WANT TO THANK HEATHER FOR BRINGING CUPCAKES FOR EVERYONE. IT WAS REALLY APPRECIATED ON VALENTINE'S DAY/SINGLE'S AWARENESS DAY, DEPENDING ON HOW YOU LOOK AT IT.
I ACTUALLY PRETTY MUCH FORGOT UNTIL HALFWAY THROUGH THE DAY.
CAPS LOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOCK
I also need to start writing down all my work. I heard we had practices to do for our Animation class, but the problem is I had heard that the practices weren't mandatory and we weren't going to hand them in. However, Noelle complained about them so I was like "Oh hey, let me check Blackboard," and BEHOLD! THERE IS AN ASSIGNMENT FOR IT! So that involved me downloading, installing, activating 3DS Max because I was told they weren't do but they are, and then spent an hour and a half doing the supposedly "30 minute" tutorial. Apparently my book is an older version of Max and I have a much newer one. Seriously, it took me like 10 minutes to find each button they were talking about. There was also a lot of "Go here, then here and do this and things should be great." No they will not you lying piece of shit. My textures weren't even on properly in places and then I couldn't even move the fucking crate. UGH. YOU DIDN'T EVEN GIVE ME TIPS IF THE TEXTURE WAS FUCKED UP.
I need to start writing down all my shit. I just... I just don't know what my brain is doing anymore.
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I sleep a lot on the weekends, yet I always feel tired. All the time. It doesn't matter how much I sleep or what time I go to sleep. It takes me about an hour to fall asleep and then my body takes three to finally wake up. I hate it.
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This weekend was alright. I mean I don't really recall anything besides going to a Basketball game on Saturday and going to the Rat to get dinner.
The part I really do remember though is Sunday. My friend Heather and I, along with her friend Jenessa, went into DC to see Emilie Autumn. At 5 o'clock I headed over to her room to print out my ticket and chat while she decided what she wanted to wear and got all set up again. I got to be her fashion consultant and it was rather entertaining. Anyway, at around 5:45 (we meant to leave at 5:30, but you know how woman are) we headed over to the apartments to meet up with Jenessa and her boyfriend who was our chauffeur for the evening-ish. He only took us to the metro, but it was much appreciated. We then had to walk a mile and a half after we got to our stop because that was the closest to where we were going. It sucked, but THANKFULLY it actually wasn't cold.
The line to get in took forever and we were constantly pestered by hobos. We just kind of talked about everything while we were in the line and then, when we finally got to hand in our tickets, the show had already started (we found out later they were only playing the first song when we got there) so we hurried inside and shoved our way to the middle-ish. Getting to the front was too hard and the place wasn't that big. It was fine though, the show was wonderful. EA is fantastic live and they were wearing some awesome outfits. At one point, Veronica (one of her singers) decided to play what's called "The Rat Game." In all actuallity it's not much of a game, it's more "Hey, you're coming onto the stage lady and we are going to make out for a moment after saying some ridiculous things. Seriously, she just asked for one female volunteer who had never kissed a girl and then BAM. Make-out session ensued. There was much cheering from the crowd.
The girl who went up was this adorable little girl and it was either her first kiss altogether or her first lesbian kiss. I can't remember, but we talked to her after the show and Heather made-out with her momentarily. It was pretty funny. We decided next time we are going to get there earlier so that we can be in the front and that I am going to lift Heather up so she has a better chance of being picked. I am very excited.
I also really don't want to wash off the X's on my hands because I love them. They are really faded now but they are still there.
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Tomorrow is going to suck. I have an art piece to do (which won't take long in actuallity) and more Max work that I need to do because otherwise it's going to be hard to use later in the semester. I'm excited for my other Game class. It's rather easy and the Unreal engine is really fun to use. I need to come up with some designs for next class. We're going to create mini-games with fun challenges for class. I'm thinking lazer beams and mazes. We'll see though.
I also just need to practice drawing in general. There are some really good people in my class and I feel like I am sitting near the bottom. I know it's a basic class but still. I just need to put more hours in general to all of my work.
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I AM SO TIRED SO I AM GOING TO SLEEP NOW.
I ALSO WANT TO THANK HEATHER FOR BRINGING CUPCAKES FOR EVERYONE. IT WAS REALLY APPRECIATED ON VALENTINE'S DAY/SINGLE'S AWARENESS DAY, DEPENDING ON HOW YOU LOOK AT IT.
I ACTUALLY PRETTY MUCH FORGOT UNTIL HALFWAY THROUGH THE DAY.
CAPS LOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOCK
Wednesday, February 9, 2011
My Plants are Dicks
So it's been two weeks since Sarah and I planted our lovely little plants. Of course, right now they are in the awkward "I'm growing tall! Look at me grow! Hey guys look! I'm growing" so they just look like little bushes.
Sarah:
You can't really see the way they bend, but my plans are like fighting to escape the pot. They are just leaning as far as they can because my side of the building doesn't get sunlight. Ever. It rises on the opposite side of the building and then when it FINALLY gets over here, it gets blocked by the parking garage behind us. So essentially life as a plant in my room sucks.
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I had to do a drawing project for Drawing 1 today. I felt weird doing it because just drawing lines doesn't really seem like anything to me. I don't know, I'd rather do something. After this blog post I'm going to work on my sketchbook images for the class. I'm just going to work on drawing people and forms in general because that is what I really want to get good at. I mean, it's pretty damn important to my major so of course I need to be good at it. Anyway, we have some other projects due soon, but I enjoy the class. It goes by pretty fast and I've pretty much learned that I cannot comprehend 3d space. I don't know how to explain it, but shit just don't make sense to my brain.
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I find it funny that I keep running into Heather everywhere. Yesterday when we went to try to get Mustache mugs she ended up at the meeting too. I noticed her because of the pink hair. It was really funny. She happened to lean back at the same time I noticed her, and she was like "wait is that George?" leans back, and I'm gone. I had moved over momentarily, but then we texted the whole meeting. We both were upset that you are not allowed to Co-ed dorm, but I covered this yesterday.
ANYWAY, this morning while on our way to class I ran into her again. Of course though, none of us were walking in the same direction. Oh well.
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Just got a bunch of Anime from Randall. I was watching Code Geass earlier, but the website was like "LOL WE NO LONGER HAVE IT" so I was upset. Thankfully Randall had all of it, except for the second season. I got a bunch of other shows to make up for it.
Anyway, I think that's it for this post. I can't really think of anything I want to do and I need to finish work for tomorrow. I then need to finish up my self portrait for Thursday. Shouldn't be too hard, unless I want to colour it. Time to use all those tutorials Noelle sent me ha ha.
Sarah:
It's so much cuter than mine ha ha. I think she also has the bonus of her plants getting direct sunlight. Mine are fighting to get sunlight.
Mine:
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I had to do a drawing project for Drawing 1 today. I felt weird doing it because just drawing lines doesn't really seem like anything to me. I don't know, I'd rather do something. After this blog post I'm going to work on my sketchbook images for the class. I'm just going to work on drawing people and forms in general because that is what I really want to get good at. I mean, it's pretty damn important to my major so of course I need to be good at it. Anyway, we have some other projects due soon, but I enjoy the class. It goes by pretty fast and I've pretty much learned that I cannot comprehend 3d space. I don't know how to explain it, but shit just don't make sense to my brain.
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I find it funny that I keep running into Heather everywhere. Yesterday when we went to try to get Mustache mugs she ended up at the meeting too. I noticed her because of the pink hair. It was really funny. She happened to lean back at the same time I noticed her, and she was like "wait is that George?" leans back, and I'm gone. I had moved over momentarily, but then we texted the whole meeting. We both were upset that you are not allowed to Co-ed dorm, but I covered this yesterday.
ANYWAY, this morning while on our way to class I ran into her again. Of course though, none of us were walking in the same direction. Oh well.
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Just got a bunch of Anime from Randall. I was watching Code Geass earlier, but the website was like "LOL WE NO LONGER HAVE IT" so I was upset. Thankfully Randall had all of it, except for the second season. I got a bunch of other shows to make up for it.
Anyway, I think that's it for this post. I can't really think of anything I want to do and I need to finish work for tomorrow. I then need to finish up my self portrait for Thursday. Shouldn't be too hard, unless I want to colour it. Time to use all those tutorials Noelle sent me ha ha.
Tuesday, February 8, 2011
Arrrrgggghhhhh
My life is arranged, but this unions deranged
So I'll fuck who I choose for I've nothing to lose
And when master's displeased I'll be down on my knees again
But, Oh! What beautiful things I'll wear!
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My plans are growing! It's funny how they look though, since they are leaning really heavily on one side because they are so desperate to get as much sun as possible. I feel bad for them because there is nowhere else I can put them for them to actually get some sun. It is fun to look at them though. I'll do another post about them when I get Sarah's images. This will be week two I think? Anyway, I'm so excited for them to bloom! I CANNOT WAIT MAN.
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I am so tired right now and I do not even know why. It is only like 12:30! I'm never this tired this early! Ever! What is this?!
Forget about today though. I'll recap the weekend first.
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Friday was Kate's Burfday. Kristina and I made her a cake, and the night before I gave her a delicious cupcake of win (which I REALLY want more of. THEY WERE SO GOOD). We also made brownies. Kristina tried to get balloons and streamers and whatnot, but Giant sucked and didn't have anything but a single HAPPY BIRTHDAY Balloon. It was lame, but it served it's purpose. I kind of want to steal the helium and sing Natalie's Rap, but Sarah and Mike are not here to enjoy it again. Oh wells.
After that, we hung out like usual and went to Pilot House for dinner. It was fun.
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Saturday. Uhh, I can't think of what happened that morning. At all. I think I spent it with Heather. Playing Starcraft. I think? I don't rememberrrrrr. Though I do remember the night really well. Liz came over to have a girl talk with Kate, Kristina and Girl George (I have to specify because the whole conversation was about Vaginas. I DON'T KNOW SO DON'T ASK). It left Scooter and I playing Bananagrams alone, since we were all playing before but Liz came to talk. So after Scooter and I finished, Scooter went into the other room and I decided "I don't really want to be part of this conversation and don't particularly care (SORRY LIZ, I LOVE YOU BUT I DON'T REALLY WANT TO KNOW THE WHEREABOUTS AND HAPPENINGS OF YOUR VAGINA)."
So instead I called Mollie. She swung by and we went to go for a walk. We talked for a long time and walked around campus. I got hungry and we decided to head over to Ike's. We ordered some food and Mollie decided to put on Fireworks by Katie Perry. I sang along and we talked about our favourite parts (YOU CAN PROBABLY GUESS MY TWO FAVOURITE PARTS (mostly the first favourite, but probably not the second)) and then made fun of the other songs that came on and talked about music that meant things to us. For example, Hotel California means something to me because my whole family sings the song when it comes on. It's really hilarious.
After that I came back to find everyone watching Sleepy Hollow, so I sat behind Liz and, knowing she was having a rough couple of days, brushed her hair to make her feel better. I was mostly just playing with her hair because it is SO MUCH FUN and she really enjoys it. Her hair is super long too so it makes it even more enjoyable.
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I woke up on Sunday to a text from Heather. I then got ready sort of fast (I am so bad at getting ready in the morning) and headed over to her room, bringing along some food and snacks with me. She then cooked eggs and bacon and it was delicious. It was totally illegal too, because we were cooking on one of those table top burner things. You know, the ones that plug into the wall and are a very, very terrible fire hazard. I DO NOT CARE BECAUSE IT WAS DELICIOUS. Anyway, we hung out for a long time talking about whatever we could think of. We spent seven hours talking. It was really nice and really interesting.
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Today wasn't too bad. I finally got into another class, Drawing 1, and got all my supplies with Jay over the weekend. It allowed to drop the one class I didn't want to take anymore, so I was really happy. The class is pretty hard, mostly because I've lost most of my drawing skills and need to relearn a lot of shit. The teacher kept going "Okay, you guys should be on your last drawing now" and I would be like "OH GOD I AM STILL WORKING ON MY FIRST ONE." It was pretty bad, but I started to work faster. Of course, the last part was really annoying because we had to draw some still life, but the cup I was drawing was shaped really awkward and took forever to proportion properly, so I got nothing done at the last part of class. Oh wells.
I have a lot of work that is due in a few days. The first bit is really easy. I have to listen to four songs and then just kind of doodle to them blindly. It sounds fun and I'm looking forward to it. For my animation class we have a self portrait due on Thursday and I still haven't found the picture I want to use for it. It would be a bit easier if I didn't have to transform myself into a monster after, but that is what is supposed to be the hard part. All I know is this semester is going to be very drawing intensive so I will be spending a lot of time doodling in my Sketchbook to help myself improve. WOO.
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I've been playing Shadow Hearts every couple of days. This time I'm using a different team, replacing my old team with the four characters I never used. It's been interesting so far, as these characters all play differently and it's making the game tougher, also because I'm playing in hard mode ha ha.
I also started reading my friends Novel. The beginning was so boring. They had to introduce a bunch of characters, but it just goes on FOREVER. However, after that first block it picked up speed pretty quickly and got really interesting. I'm about 1/4 of the way through (which is a lot, the book is actually pretty long). I plan on finishing it soonish. Maybe this week if I'm not too swamped this week.
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I'm just going to bullshit a resume I think. I never heard back from my boss so I guess she forgot about it. I'll e-mail her again this week, but tomorrow I'm just going to find general resumes and do what I can. Sigh.
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I hate when you think of something to type or do and then your brain goes "OH WAIT NOPE I FORGOT HA HA. HEY MAYBE IT WAS TH- OH WAIT NO HA HA. FOOLED YOU AGAIN. GOD I AM SUCH A STUPID BITCH." That happened like three times while writing this blog post. I am also incredibly tired right now and keep zoning out as I type. I might -gasp- go to bed soon. OH NO WHAT AM I THINKING. It is sad that this is early for me. At least tomorrow is Noelle day and I meet up with everyone for lunch. I think I had music homework? It would be nice if my book would have arrived, but NOPE. I had everything ship when it could so I could have some of my books soon.
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Have you ever been at that tired point where you forget what you are typing as you type it? So you stare at one sentence for several moments trying to remember where it was going or if you typed the word "would" even though you just did and it's right infront of you? That was me right now. It makes me think of this one game of Starcraft that Sarah and Fred played where Sarah was really tired and built a factory far away from her base and was so proud of herself. They lost because Sarah built nothing but that one factory. I have the video, but not the Vent chat that went with it, so it's not as good to watch.
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This Sunday I am going to a concert! I am excited. I'm going to see Emilie Autumn with Heather and her friend. I forget her name, I can only remember that it sounds black but this chick is as white as they come. I met her today after a meeting where I was supposed to get a Mustache mug but they were out when we got there so we were sad. I happened to notice Heather's pink hair there and we started to text each other. We then had a short conversation about how we can't Co-ed dorm which would be so much more fun and we would be the best roommates ever.
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I was just talking to George and I could not speak coherent English and misunderstood her and myself. Maybe... Maybe I should go to sleep. Maybe....
Maybe.
So I'll fuck who I choose for I've nothing to lose
And when master's displeased I'll be down on my knees again
But, Oh! What beautiful things I'll wear!
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My plans are growing! It's funny how they look though, since they are leaning really heavily on one side because they are so desperate to get as much sun as possible. I feel bad for them because there is nowhere else I can put them for them to actually get some sun. It is fun to look at them though. I'll do another post about them when I get Sarah's images. This will be week two I think? Anyway, I'm so excited for them to bloom! I CANNOT WAIT MAN.
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I am so tired right now and I do not even know why. It is only like 12:30! I'm never this tired this early! Ever! What is this?!
Forget about today though. I'll recap the weekend first.
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Friday was Kate's Burfday. Kristina and I made her a cake, and the night before I gave her a delicious cupcake of win (which I REALLY want more of. THEY WERE SO GOOD). We also made brownies. Kristina tried to get balloons and streamers and whatnot, but Giant sucked and didn't have anything but a single HAPPY BIRTHDAY Balloon. It was lame, but it served it's purpose. I kind of want to steal the helium and sing Natalie's Rap, but Sarah and Mike are not here to enjoy it again. Oh wells.
After that, we hung out like usual and went to Pilot House for dinner. It was fun.
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Saturday. Uhh, I can't think of what happened that morning. At all. I think I spent it with Heather. Playing Starcraft. I think? I don't rememberrrrrr. Though I do remember the night really well. Liz came over to have a girl talk with Kate, Kristina and Girl George (I have to specify because the whole conversation was about Vaginas. I DON'T KNOW SO DON'T ASK). It left Scooter and I playing Bananagrams alone, since we were all playing before but Liz came to talk. So after Scooter and I finished, Scooter went into the other room and I decided "I don't really want to be part of this conversation and don't particularly care (SORRY LIZ, I LOVE YOU BUT I DON'T REALLY WANT TO KNOW THE WHEREABOUTS AND HAPPENINGS OF YOUR VAGINA)."
So instead I called Mollie. She swung by and we went to go for a walk. We talked for a long time and walked around campus. I got hungry and we decided to head over to Ike's. We ordered some food and Mollie decided to put on Fireworks by Katie Perry. I sang along and we talked about our favourite parts (YOU CAN PROBABLY GUESS MY TWO FAVOURITE PARTS (mostly the first favourite, but probably not the second)) and then made fun of the other songs that came on and talked about music that meant things to us. For example, Hotel California means something to me because my whole family sings the song when it comes on. It's really hilarious.
After that I came back to find everyone watching Sleepy Hollow, so I sat behind Liz and, knowing she was having a rough couple of days, brushed her hair to make her feel better. I was mostly just playing with her hair because it is SO MUCH FUN and she really enjoys it. Her hair is super long too so it makes it even more enjoyable.
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I woke up on Sunday to a text from Heather. I then got ready sort of fast (I am so bad at getting ready in the morning) and headed over to her room, bringing along some food and snacks with me. She then cooked eggs and bacon and it was delicious. It was totally illegal too, because we were cooking on one of those table top burner things. You know, the ones that plug into the wall and are a very, very terrible fire hazard. I DO NOT CARE BECAUSE IT WAS DELICIOUS. Anyway, we hung out for a long time talking about whatever we could think of. We spent seven hours talking. It was really nice and really interesting.
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Today wasn't too bad. I finally got into another class, Drawing 1, and got all my supplies with Jay over the weekend. It allowed to drop the one class I didn't want to take anymore, so I was really happy. The class is pretty hard, mostly because I've lost most of my drawing skills and need to relearn a lot of shit. The teacher kept going "Okay, you guys should be on your last drawing now" and I would be like "OH GOD I AM STILL WORKING ON MY FIRST ONE." It was pretty bad, but I started to work faster. Of course, the last part was really annoying because we had to draw some still life, but the cup I was drawing was shaped really awkward and took forever to proportion properly, so I got nothing done at the last part of class. Oh wells.
I have a lot of work that is due in a few days. The first bit is really easy. I have to listen to four songs and then just kind of doodle to them blindly. It sounds fun and I'm looking forward to it. For my animation class we have a self portrait due on Thursday and I still haven't found the picture I want to use for it. It would be a bit easier if I didn't have to transform myself into a monster after, but that is what is supposed to be the hard part. All I know is this semester is going to be very drawing intensive so I will be spending a lot of time doodling in my Sketchbook to help myself improve. WOO.
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I've been playing Shadow Hearts every couple of days. This time I'm using a different team, replacing my old team with the four characters I never used. It's been interesting so far, as these characters all play differently and it's making the game tougher, also because I'm playing in hard mode ha ha.
I also started reading my friends Novel. The beginning was so boring. They had to introduce a bunch of characters, but it just goes on FOREVER. However, after that first block it picked up speed pretty quickly and got really interesting. I'm about 1/4 of the way through (which is a lot, the book is actually pretty long). I plan on finishing it soonish. Maybe this week if I'm not too swamped this week.
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I'm just going to bullshit a resume I think. I never heard back from my boss so I guess she forgot about it. I'll e-mail her again this week, but tomorrow I'm just going to find general resumes and do what I can. Sigh.
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I hate when you think of something to type or do and then your brain goes "OH WAIT NOPE I FORGOT HA HA. HEY MAYBE IT WAS TH- OH WAIT NO HA HA. FOOLED YOU AGAIN. GOD I AM SUCH A STUPID BITCH." That happened like three times while writing this blog post. I am also incredibly tired right now and keep zoning out as I type. I might -gasp- go to bed soon. OH NO WHAT AM I THINKING. It is sad that this is early for me. At least tomorrow is Noelle day and I meet up with everyone for lunch. I think I had music homework? It would be nice if my book would have arrived, but NOPE. I had everything ship when it could so I could have some of my books soon.
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Have you ever been at that tired point where you forget what you are typing as you type it? So you stare at one sentence for several moments trying to remember where it was going or if you typed the word "would" even though you just did and it's right infront of you? That was me right now. It makes me think of this one game of Starcraft that Sarah and Fred played where Sarah was really tired and built a factory far away from her base and was so proud of herself. They lost because Sarah built nothing but that one factory. I have the video, but not the Vent chat that went with it, so it's not as good to watch.
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This Sunday I am going to a concert! I am excited. I'm going to see Emilie Autumn with Heather and her friend. I forget her name, I can only remember that it sounds black but this chick is as white as they come. I met her today after a meeting where I was supposed to get a Mustache mug but they were out when we got there so we were sad. I happened to notice Heather's pink hair there and we started to text each other. We then had a short conversation about how we can't Co-ed dorm which would be so much more fun and we would be the best roommates ever.
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I was just talking to George and I could not speak coherent English and misunderstood her and myself. Maybe... Maybe I should go to sleep. Maybe....
Maybe.
Thursday, February 3, 2011
I remembered the Story!
Remember that one part in my blog from yesterday where I was like "I had something to say but for the life of me I cannot remember it?" I REMEMBERED IT AHHHHHHHHHHH
So on Tuesday I went to my normal Music class at 3pm and sat with Noelle (I always go to spell her name as "Noel." Damn you, french class!!). Class started as normal, nothing exciting. The teacher started talking about the concept of "World Music." What defines something as world music? He started to do a mini lecture, when he started to play music. It started off as African music, and the class unanimously agreed it was world music. He then played a more popular song, and everyone said no. We then debated that for a little while, and did a few more rounds of music. At one point he was like "Alright, now how about this one?" He walked to his computer and started to play "Hips Don't Lie" by Shakira. I was like "OH GOD NOOOOO" because, if you know me, you know I had, and still do, have an obsession with Shakira. In other words, I had to try my hardest to not sing along and dance in my seat. Instead, I watched some of the people in front of me and saw that they were tapping along, and others were like "I'm going to shift in my seat to control myself." I laughed to myself.
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Honestly, I don't know what to blog about right now. The only reason I started to was because I recalled that story from yesterday. I would just edit the old post, but I doubt anyone would check the bottom to see if something was added. Now that I've decided on writing this blog post, I have to keep writing until it gets ridiculously long because HEY, I SAID NO MORE SHORT BLOG POSTS BITCHES.
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For my Advanced Animation class he decided to make us draw upside down. No, that does not mean we were hanging from the ceiling and drawing, though that would.... interesting. He gave us these images that were upside down and our goal was to redraw them. It was an interesting experience, but was incredibly frustrating. One of them was a simple drawing of Taz, but it still took several tries and I'm still not pleased with it. I feel I should clean them up a bit because they were more sketched than drawn and there are unnecessary lines everywhere. Doesn't really matter to me though, I'm done for the night.
The whole thing was strange. I was getting frustrated, because I was using two monitors to do the project, one displaying the image that needed to be redrawn, and the other with the new document. I kept getting confused as to which line went to what, and I spent a good few minutes just glancing back and for trying to figure out where the hell I was. A lot of the proportions ended up being wrong because I thought things were going well and then realized I had made the chick way, way too fat. I sort of quick fixed it since it was a poofy dress. I think in the end it turned out alright, but meh. I am still excited for this class.
OH GOD I HAVE TO DO SOMETHING REAL QUICK BRB (NOT THAT ANY OF YOU WILL NOTICE SINCE THIS ALL COMES AT ONCE FOR YOU)
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"You are sending retards to Auschwitz on a wagon. Who is going to bag your groceries?"
"Black people."
This is the conversation that is going on right now around me. I.... I don't even know.
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Wait nevermind, I can't do that work since my notebook is in the other room and my roommate is sleeping. I'll just do it in the morning. I only wanted to type it up to make it pretty. It's okay though. Not that important, and I'm pretty much done with it.
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So I figured I'd post a little about the drawings I had to do. HERE ARE TWO OF THEM:
This first one was this lady eating some sort of soup? I don't really know. She was the one I accidentally made fat. I still fucked up and made her way taller than she was. Her hand also looks like it went through a god damn blender or something. OH WELL HANDS SUCK ANYWAY. I like the hat though.
And this is taz! He actually didn't come out that bad. His hands bother me, and I chopped the top of his head off, but I was too lazy to re stretch the image again. I also tried using lines to cross section the whole thing and make it easier to draw. It helped a little, but I should have used it for the other images. Also, DRAWING UPSIDE DOWN IS SO STRANGE. It took me forever to reorient my brain to get it done.
Also, the more I look at Taz the more I like him. He is the only one I like, out of all the others. I hope my teacher likes my work ha ha.
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Like I said, they were mostly just rough sketches. Especially the others, when my brain started to go like "I CAN'T EVEN TELL WHAT IS GOING ON ANYMORE AHHHHHHH." And I had to be like "Okay, just this last one and you can turn off for the nigsdfasodgasta"
That was my brain shutting off. LOL I MADE A TERRIBLE JOKE.
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There is this one post on a youtube video that says "I'm a cat and I SWEAR when I take a hit off this bong I can talk for 60 seconds before it wemeow meow meow meow meow meow" Or something like that. I don't know why I posted that.
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My boss never got back to me about my Resume. It worries me, since I was all proud of myself for taking that step towards getting a job. I'll probably e-mail her again tomorrow. In the meantime I'll check to see that the jobs I am interested in are still open. Oh god I hope they are.
I also think I am going to do the drawing class with Jay. I'm gonna check out some classes Kristina sent me before I make my decision. Sorry George, I probably won't be taking Ballet with you. Well, unless nothing works out and I get rejected from being force added again. UGH.
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In between classes and waiting for my boss to get back to me, I started playing Shadow Hearts: Covenant again. This time, though, I'm using party members I've never used before and using the Technical Ring. That means the ring is harder to hit, and if I miss at ANY point, all my actions are canceled for that turn. The good side? My attacks do a TON more damage. Even the characters with one attack are doing massive damage. The only problem is if I miss it can be a huge problem.
Speaking of games. One time last semester I finished my work but didn't feel like going to sleep yet. Everyone else was staying up to finish work so I was like "Hey Randall, I bet I can beat Metroid: Fusion before you finish your project." He agreed and I started playing. I kept him up to date as I got to and beat each boss. He was like "What the hell?! You just fought one 5 minutes ago! What IS THIS MADNESS!?" The next hour went on like that, until I beat the final boss and completed the game in one hour and fifteen minutes. He was impressed. I was bored again ha ha.
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Bah. I think that's it for now. Nothing else I really want to say. Class tomorrow and then done for the week. WHAT DOES THIS WEEKEND HOLD? I DO NOT KNOWWWWWWWWWW
So on Tuesday I went to my normal Music class at 3pm and sat with Noelle (I always go to spell her name as "Noel." Damn you, french class!!). Class started as normal, nothing exciting. The teacher started talking about the concept of "World Music." What defines something as world music? He started to do a mini lecture, when he started to play music. It started off as African music, and the class unanimously agreed it was world music. He then played a more popular song, and everyone said no. We then debated that for a little while, and did a few more rounds of music. At one point he was like "Alright, now how about this one?" He walked to his computer and started to play "Hips Don't Lie" by Shakira. I was like "OH GOD NOOOOO" because, if you know me, you know I had, and still do, have an obsession with Shakira. In other words, I had to try my hardest to not sing along and dance in my seat. Instead, I watched some of the people in front of me and saw that they were tapping along, and others were like "I'm going to shift in my seat to control myself." I laughed to myself.
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Honestly, I don't know what to blog about right now. The only reason I started to was because I recalled that story from yesterday. I would just edit the old post, but I doubt anyone would check the bottom to see if something was added. Now that I've decided on writing this blog post, I have to keep writing until it gets ridiculously long because HEY, I SAID NO MORE SHORT BLOG POSTS BITCHES.
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For my Advanced Animation class he decided to make us draw upside down. No, that does not mean we were hanging from the ceiling and drawing, though that would.... interesting. He gave us these images that were upside down and our goal was to redraw them. It was an interesting experience, but was incredibly frustrating. One of them was a simple drawing of Taz, but it still took several tries and I'm still not pleased with it. I feel I should clean them up a bit because they were more sketched than drawn and there are unnecessary lines everywhere. Doesn't really matter to me though, I'm done for the night.
The whole thing was strange. I was getting frustrated, because I was using two monitors to do the project, one displaying the image that needed to be redrawn, and the other with the new document. I kept getting confused as to which line went to what, and I spent a good few minutes just glancing back and for trying to figure out where the hell I was. A lot of the proportions ended up being wrong because I thought things were going well and then realized I had made the chick way, way too fat. I sort of quick fixed it since it was a poofy dress. I think in the end it turned out alright, but meh. I am still excited for this class.
OH GOD I HAVE TO DO SOMETHING REAL QUICK BRB (NOT THAT ANY OF YOU WILL NOTICE SINCE THIS ALL COMES AT ONCE FOR YOU)
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"You are sending retards to Auschwitz on a wagon. Who is going to bag your groceries?"
"Black people."
This is the conversation that is going on right now around me. I.... I don't even know.
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Wait nevermind, I can't do that work since my notebook is in the other room and my roommate is sleeping. I'll just do it in the morning. I only wanted to type it up to make it pretty. It's okay though. Not that important, and I'm pretty much done with it.
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So I figured I'd post a little about the drawings I had to do. HERE ARE TWO OF THEM:
And this is taz! He actually didn't come out that bad. His hands bother me, and I chopped the top of his head off, but I was too lazy to re stretch the image again. I also tried using lines to cross section the whole thing and make it easier to draw. It helped a little, but I should have used it for the other images. Also, DRAWING UPSIDE DOWN IS SO STRANGE. It took me forever to reorient my brain to get it done.
Also, the more I look at Taz the more I like him. He is the only one I like, out of all the others. I hope my teacher likes my work ha ha.
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Like I said, they were mostly just rough sketches. Especially the others, when my brain started to go like "I CAN'T EVEN TELL WHAT IS GOING ON ANYMORE AHHHHHHH." And I had to be like "Okay, just this last one and you can turn off for the nigsdfasodgasta"
That was my brain shutting off. LOL I MADE A TERRIBLE JOKE.
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There is this one post on a youtube video that says "I'm a cat and I SWEAR when I take a hit off this bong I can talk for 60 seconds before it wemeow meow meow meow meow meow" Or something like that. I don't know why I posted that.
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My boss never got back to me about my Resume. It worries me, since I was all proud of myself for taking that step towards getting a job. I'll probably e-mail her again tomorrow. In the meantime I'll check to see that the jobs I am interested in are still open. Oh god I hope they are.
I also think I am going to do the drawing class with Jay. I'm gonna check out some classes Kristina sent me before I make my decision. Sorry George, I probably won't be taking Ballet with you. Well, unless nothing works out and I get rejected from being force added again. UGH.
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In between classes and waiting for my boss to get back to me, I started playing Shadow Hearts: Covenant again. This time, though, I'm using party members I've never used before and using the Technical Ring. That means the ring is harder to hit, and if I miss at ANY point, all my actions are canceled for that turn. The good side? My attacks do a TON more damage. Even the characters with one attack are doing massive damage. The only problem is if I miss it can be a huge problem.
Speaking of games. One time last semester I finished my work but didn't feel like going to sleep yet. Everyone else was staying up to finish work so I was like "Hey Randall, I bet I can beat Metroid: Fusion before you finish your project." He agreed and I started playing. I kept him up to date as I got to and beat each boss. He was like "What the hell?! You just fought one 5 minutes ago! What IS THIS MADNESS!?" The next hour went on like that, until I beat the final boss and completed the game in one hour and fifteen minutes. He was impressed. I was bored again ha ha.
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Bah. I think that's it for now. Nothing else I really want to say. Class tomorrow and then done for the week. WHAT DOES THIS WEEKEND HOLD? I DO NOT KNOWWWWWWWWWW
Wednesday, February 2, 2011
There are no Short Blogs Anymore
Seriously. I've just had this habit of writing forever and ever and ever. I guess I just do.
Anyway, Sarah and I got plants before we both left for school. Forget-me-nots. Cute right? Sarah has been having a lot better luck than I have. My plants look like this:
That tiny bit in the corner is all that has grown. Sucks. Now Sarah's look like this:
Clearly I am doing something wrong ha ha. Anyway, hopefully it will start growing soon. I really really want them to start growing.
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I have this weird problem where I am unable to finish things. That or I get distracted and forget I was doing something. You have no idea how many texts I meant to send yesterday, but stopped halfway through and then went "OH I WAS SENDING A TEXT" like 5 minutes later. It's worse when I am doing ACTUAL things. Take Minecraft for example. When I first started playing, I was on Matt's server along with Sarah and Justin. As you saw in one of my old posts, I was building a lot of things. The only one I actually completed was my tower in the sky. The castle never got finished and neither did my underground sanctum.
Now we have moved over to a new server (Jason's. His has teleporters!), which means that now I have to start whole new projects. The same situation has arisen. I've begun building a Water Temple and have started on a new Tower in the Sky. None of these are finished. I mean, I want to work on the Water Temple, but I keep getting stuck. I don't really know where I want to go with it. I started building a tower, but it looks terrible >.< I'll probably tear it down and start all over. OH WELL.
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I recently started playing this game called "Amnesia: The Dark Decent." Any horror survival fan should pick this up. The game freaks the SHIT out of me. It was one of those games that doesn't have enemies (for a while) but so much scary shit is going on that you just start freaking out. "What is that rattling? DID I JUST HEAR SCREAMS? IS THAT A GROAN? WHY IS THERE WIND IN THIS ROOM? THERE ARE NO WINDOWS??!? OH GOD THE LIGHTS WENT OUT!!! WHAT THE FUCK IS THAT IN THE WATER?!?!?!?"
Seriously, it's really good. And you need light. OH GOD do you need light. In the dark your character goes bat shit insane. Looking at enemies makes you go crazy. UGH. All of it is controlled by your "sanity" which is really easy to understand. Your character will start getting dizzy and shit starts warping. If you go crazy enough you just fall over and start freaking out. Getting in light is the only way to stop from going crazy. Your lantern can run out of Oil though. When it does....
Oh god I almost started freaking out I was so scared.
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Chocolates are missing from my bag. There were only two Reese's hearts in there, and one of them I was saving. It is now gone. I AM NOT HAPPY.
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I'm debating about heading to AU this weekend. I'll probably head over next weekend, as I believe there is a party this weekend that I was invited to. It all depends on what is going on. Either way I am looking forward to this weekend.
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I finally started doing some of the shit that I needed to get done. This includes getting my Resume ready so that I can apply to jobs on campus. I e-mailed my previous boss to ask her for help, but she didn't respond after she said she would get some stuff together. No sweat though, as I know the company is really busy right now. One of their big shows is coming up and they just snatched a lot of important companies, so contracts are being written and whatnot. I hope she gets back to me soon though. I need to start applying to places.
I also need to set up a credit card in my own name. Gotta call my mom about that because I need a bunch of information from parents in order for it process. It will be cool to have my own credit card. I have my debit card, but Credit Scores will be important in the real world.
Although, I don't want to be a real person...
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I have a wonderful assignment for Thursday. My teacher wants me to draw upside down. It's supposed to make us look at the lines and shapes of whatever we are drawing, rather than being like "Oh that's a foot, and that's a hand, OH AND THAT'S A NOSE". It's to force us to look REALLY at what we are seeing, and all the things that make it up, rather than the symbols of what they are. You know, like how children draw. I'm looking forward to it. I just need to get my tablet back from Jay.
Speaking of Tablets. We have these awesome ones in the art building now. They are the ideal size and are smooth and easy to handle. I love them, and was having a lot of fun with them. Of course, as the teacher was going over all the shortcuts, he brought up how to make the brush tool bigger in photoshop. Of course, I already knew how to do this, but out of habit I like to make it REALLY HUGE and then scale down. The teacher walked by the moment I did that and was like "Woah George, calm down," I laughed and went back to drawing. I'm really looking forward to this class. It's going to be a lot of work, but I'm so ready for it.
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I don't think I'm going to my Motion Capture class tomorrow. I might get up, but I'm just gonna roam around the grounds for a while. Why? Because I can't do that class anymore. I don't know if you've ever just gone to a class and just couldn't do it, but this is one. I mean, if someone I knew had been in the class and I hadn't gotten stuck in a group I couldn't deal with it, then maybe I would do it. But, my luck is done for that class. I love Willis and all, but I'm sorry, I can't do it. In the meantime, I've been searching for a replacement class. So far no luck. I might get into 2d animation class, if I can ever find it. For now, I'm only going to my Afternoon class.
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I had a story I wanted to tell, but for the life of me I cannot remember what it was.
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I just watched cellists play Smooth Criminal, and am now listening to the Alien Ant Farm version. I like the MJ one a lot, but this one is just so well done. I'll probably listening to this for a few hours. That or go back to Britney and add more to my "Hold it Against Me" count. Ha ha.
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I'm gonna go for a walk. I feel like I need some air. I don't know why, I just do. Blargh. Why do the weeks feel so long this semester? Last semester felt so much shorter, even though my classes were closer together and I had that Thursday class that went on FOR FUCKING EVER.
But that's it for now. NO MORE WRITING BECAUSE MY BRAIN IS CEASING TO FUNCTION.
EDIT: SO MUCH FOR GETTING OUT. IT'S RAINING AND COLD SO JUST TO THE CONVENIENCE STORE AND BACK. WHATEVER.
Anyway, Sarah and I got plants before we both left for school. Forget-me-nots. Cute right? Sarah has been having a lot better luck than I have. My plants look like this:
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I have this weird problem where I am unable to finish things. That or I get distracted and forget I was doing something. You have no idea how many texts I meant to send yesterday, but stopped halfway through and then went "OH I WAS SENDING A TEXT" like 5 minutes later. It's worse when I am doing ACTUAL things. Take Minecraft for example. When I first started playing, I was on Matt's server along with Sarah and Justin. As you saw in one of my old posts, I was building a lot of things. The only one I actually completed was my tower in the sky. The castle never got finished and neither did my underground sanctum.
Now we have moved over to a new server (Jason's. His has teleporters!), which means that now I have to start whole new projects. The same situation has arisen. I've begun building a Water Temple and have started on a new Tower in the Sky. None of these are finished. I mean, I want to work on the Water Temple, but I keep getting stuck. I don't really know where I want to go with it. I started building a tower, but it looks terrible >.< I'll probably tear it down and start all over. OH WELL.
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I recently started playing this game called "Amnesia: The Dark Decent." Any horror survival fan should pick this up. The game freaks the SHIT out of me. It was one of those games that doesn't have enemies (for a while) but so much scary shit is going on that you just start freaking out. "What is that rattling? DID I JUST HEAR SCREAMS? IS THAT A GROAN? WHY IS THERE WIND IN THIS ROOM? THERE ARE NO WINDOWS??!? OH GOD THE LIGHTS WENT OUT!!! WHAT THE FUCK IS THAT IN THE WATER?!?!?!?"
Seriously, it's really good. And you need light. OH GOD do you need light. In the dark your character goes bat shit insane. Looking at enemies makes you go crazy. UGH. All of it is controlled by your "sanity" which is really easy to understand. Your character will start getting dizzy and shit starts warping. If you go crazy enough you just fall over and start freaking out. Getting in light is the only way to stop from going crazy. Your lantern can run out of Oil though. When it does....
Oh god I almost started freaking out I was so scared.
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Chocolates are missing from my bag. There were only two Reese's hearts in there, and one of them I was saving. It is now gone. I AM NOT HAPPY.
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I'm debating about heading to AU this weekend. I'll probably head over next weekend, as I believe there is a party this weekend that I was invited to. It all depends on what is going on. Either way I am looking forward to this weekend.
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I finally started doing some of the shit that I needed to get done. This includes getting my Resume ready so that I can apply to jobs on campus. I e-mailed my previous boss to ask her for help, but she didn't respond after she said she would get some stuff together. No sweat though, as I know the company is really busy right now. One of their big shows is coming up and they just snatched a lot of important companies, so contracts are being written and whatnot. I hope she gets back to me soon though. I need to start applying to places.
I also need to set up a credit card in my own name. Gotta call my mom about that because I need a bunch of information from parents in order for it process. It will be cool to have my own credit card. I have my debit card, but Credit Scores will be important in the real world.
Although, I don't want to be a real person...
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I have a wonderful assignment for Thursday. My teacher wants me to draw upside down. It's supposed to make us look at the lines and shapes of whatever we are drawing, rather than being like "Oh that's a foot, and that's a hand, OH AND THAT'S A NOSE". It's to force us to look REALLY at what we are seeing, and all the things that make it up, rather than the symbols of what they are. You know, like how children draw. I'm looking forward to it. I just need to get my tablet back from Jay.
Speaking of Tablets. We have these awesome ones in the art building now. They are the ideal size and are smooth and easy to handle. I love them, and was having a lot of fun with them. Of course, as the teacher was going over all the shortcuts, he brought up how to make the brush tool bigger in photoshop. Of course, I already knew how to do this, but out of habit I like to make it REALLY HUGE and then scale down. The teacher walked by the moment I did that and was like "Woah George, calm down," I laughed and went back to drawing. I'm really looking forward to this class. It's going to be a lot of work, but I'm so ready for it.
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I don't think I'm going to my Motion Capture class tomorrow. I might get up, but I'm just gonna roam around the grounds for a while. Why? Because I can't do that class anymore. I don't know if you've ever just gone to a class and just couldn't do it, but this is one. I mean, if someone I knew had been in the class and I hadn't gotten stuck in a group I couldn't deal with it, then maybe I would do it. But, my luck is done for that class. I love Willis and all, but I'm sorry, I can't do it. In the meantime, I've been searching for a replacement class. So far no luck. I might get into 2d animation class, if I can ever find it. For now, I'm only going to my Afternoon class.
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I had a story I wanted to tell, but for the life of me I cannot remember what it was.
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I just watched cellists play Smooth Criminal, and am now listening to the Alien Ant Farm version. I like the MJ one a lot, but this one is just so well done. I'll probably listening to this for a few hours. That or go back to Britney and add more to my "Hold it Against Me" count. Ha ha.
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I'm gonna go for a walk. I feel like I need some air. I don't know why, I just do. Blargh. Why do the weeks feel so long this semester? Last semester felt so much shorter, even though my classes were closer together and I had that Thursday class that went on FOR FUCKING EVER.
But that's it for now. NO MORE WRITING BECAUSE MY BRAIN IS CEASING TO FUNCTION.
EDIT: SO MUCH FOR GETTING OUT. IT'S RAINING AND COLD SO JUST TO THE CONVENIENCE STORE AND BACK. WHATEVER.
Tuesday, February 1, 2011
School
I got to thinking about the past 15 years of my life. It's a weird thing, realizing how long you have been around and all the things you have done. One thing I've been thinking about is school, from Kindergarten all the way to College. It's weird how our perspectives of school change as the years go by. Let me explain.
You probably remember your first day of school. For me it was pretty horrible, or at least I think it was. If it was anything like my first day of high school or college, then yeah, it was pretty bad. Anyway, after that things picked up and we would spend all day in the classroom, the same teacher teaching us all the subjects we needed to know, getting us ready for the next grade level. At my school, the grades were divided into three clusters; K-2nd in the first lunch wave, 3rd-5th in the second wave and 6th-8th in the last wave (yes my school spanned 9 years, I'll get to that in a moment). As you progressed through each grade, you would learn and do more to prepare you for the next level, so on and so forth till you would finally graduate and be done with it.
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Quick interlude. Both my parents were working during this time of our lives, so neither of them could make it to pick us up after school. Instead, we got to this LOVELY little place called the AFTER SCHOOL PROGRAM /sarcasm. This was for kids who's parents were unable to pick them up due to work and were probably unable to get home any other way. My sister, brother and I all would end up in this program for several hours as we waited for 5 to roll around so our parents would rescue us. I HATED this place. I knew no one in it and they always tried to occupy us with all these events and activities. It always started off with doing homework and then watching movies or playing some sort of game. I never wanted to do any of this, I just wanted to go home. Eventually, my mother stopped working and was able to pick us up after school.
You might also be curious as to why we didn't take the bus. Well, our house was too close to the school for a bus stop, so we never had one. Ever. We were on our own when getting to school. That's where the fucking After School Program came in.
Anyway, INTERLUDE OVER.
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Unlike most schools, my school was both my elementary school AND my middle school. I've heard most people do up till, if I remember right, 5th and then move on to middle school. Not for me. Instead, I was stuck with, for the most part, the same 50 people (on my grade level) for all 9 years I spent at the school. For me it wasn't strange or anything, it was what I was used to. Anyway, we spent the day mostly the same through the school year. Same teacher for every subject and then having recess and lunch at some point. It wasn't until 7th that we started switching teachers. That was also the point where we had schedules! I mean, we sat with the same 25 people (based on homeroom teacher) for the entire year, but whatever. It was the first time we got to move around during the day and get to visit different teachers. It was a whole new experience, but nothing exciting. I mean, who was excited for school back then? Definitely not me, since I was one of those kids who didn't fit in all that well. I had my small cluster of friends, and I was okay with that.
At the end of 8th grade was when things really got switched. I had to apply to find myself a High School. It was either I find one or I would go to Central, which was the public school the majority of the people I knew were going. There was no way I was going to go to that place. Seriously, I was going to hate life if I went there. Instead, I applied to the same school as my sister, which was also the same school my mother and her brother went to. WEIRD RIGHT? Some of the same teachers were even there.
So time comes and goes, I get into the school on the "Honors' level courses (There were three tiers: CP (College Prep, the lowest level), Honors, and High Honors). I was decently happy about this, and was ready to get started at my new school. It wasn't until the summer was over that it hit me: I had been with the same people for 9 whole years and never really had to advance my friend making skills. I was also the only person from my old school going there. In other words, I was by myself. My sister and I went to get our books on our "Book Day", which was essentially us getting up at dawn to go to the school and retrieve our uniforms and books for the school year. It was rather depressing for me, as my sister knew a lot of people and I was walking around with a bunch of juniors. It was rather unnerving. It didn't help that my first day of school was complete and utter shit.
The first day of school is officially only for the upperclassmen: Sophomores, Juniors and Seniors. The next day they have off and the Freshman go. I got up early in the morning, put on my uniform and made my way to the bus stop. This was the first time I had ever had to ride a bus, and needless to say I was NERVOUS. I listened to my iPod at the bus stop, but it ended up dying. There was another kid at the stop, and I decided to try to talk to him. It didn't work out well, the kid just didn't give a fuck. (I'm actually glad, because he turned out to be an ASSHOLE. He was kicked off the football team because he was a fucking moron and failed ALL of his classes. Eventually was kicked out of the school). I rode the bus along with the 5 other freshman, sitting by myself somewhere sort of near the front. When we got to school the herded all of us into the cafeteria for a sort of "Freshman Social." I saw the kid from my bus stop hovering over this one table, talking to someone and was like "HEY. MAYBE I SHOULD SIT THERE SO THEY WILL SIT WITH ME." I put my stuff down and sat at the table. The flock of people then headed away from me. I was sitting by myself. All. Alone. The only person in the entire fucking cafeteria. I couldn't believe. What an idiot I must of looked like. How antisocial people must have thought I was. I. Was. Devastated.
I had come to school that day with one thing in mind. No matter what, I was going to make a friend. Just one, I didn't care who. Just someone. Anyone, so I wouldn't have to be alone. Oh god ANYONE. I slumped on my bench and pretty much gave up. It was less than an hour into my Freshman year and I was done. One of the Seniors who was monitoring the event, came over and started talking to me. The problem was I KNEW this was just pity and I couldn't bring myself to really give a shit. Instead we had nothing more than filler talk and then were sent off to our classes. The rest of the day was a blur, I remember my teachers being nice and it was a half day so I didn't have to deal with real shit. Eventually the day was over and I made my way home. My sister and her friend were over (at least I think they were? I remember my sister being home because she had the day off.) They asked me how it was, and I responded with me "I'm not really fine but I don't want to talk about it because my day was that shitty and I will probably never enjoy school because of this bullshit" fines and went to the computer room. I remember talking to my friend Ashley and letting her know how shitty my day was. I think she was doing alright over at Central. I think the conversation was funny, but I'm not super sure. The good news was I had a three day weekend and wouldn't have to worry about anything for a while.
My parents came home later that night and asked how my day went. I gave the same "Fine" and a few details about my day. I, however, dreaded the Tuesday that was coming. It was a real day of school, with everyone and LUNCH and GYM (I think that was Mondays, so that was good at least). I cannot even begin to describe the dread I felt come Monday. I woke up as usual on Tuesday, left with my sister, got on the bus (which was a LOT more crowded this time around. I probably sat with my Sister, but that's not really important). The day then went by as awful as I thought it was. No one talked to me and I was pretty much a zombie most of the time. At lunch I just sat at a random table and just blended into the surroundings. It's hard to get out of a rut, but I did try to make friends. Things didn't improve, until Wednesday came around.
I had noticed there was this one girl who was in most of my classes. She looked nice enough, and I was determined to talk to her. I mean, I really needed a friend and I was getting really unnerved about being at school at this point. At lunch I went to sit at the usual table to find out someone sat where I wanted to. I moved to a different table and then talked to this one dude (who turned out to be really weird) but also talked with this girl Alexandra. She ended up being in my French class and a few others. We talked about our French teacher and how much of a drag he was. We then proceeded to French where he glared us down the whole time. Seriously, he was this crazy old dude who DEMANDED respect and HE WASN'T TAKIN' YO SHIT FOOL. I hated him. He's not important though.
So after French I headed over to my study hall where, luck would have it, the girl ALSO had. I was EXCITED. However, this douchebag was talking to her and making it impossible to interrupt. I sat diagonally from her and sat there. What was I supposed to do? I was running over what to do when, lucky me, her Schedule fell (I later found out she knocked it off on purpose, but who am I to complain? She is like my best friend ever. If it wasn't for her my High School years would have been the worst). I reached down, grabbed it, said "You dropped this." I got a thanks and then followed up with a "Hey, aren't you in X class?" She was, and in fact, was in most of my classes (OH HEY HOW CONVENIENT.) This girl, Lauren, went on to become my best friend, and I thank her for entrapping me into her life.
You know that schedule Lauren dropped? I noticed that she had starred off a bunch of her classes (almost all of them), but didn't think much of it. Turns out she was scoping out which classes we had together and was marking them off. Sort of creepy, but I'm glad none the less.
After that, like everyone else, I didn't care much for High School. I joined a club and hung out with my friends in the usual "LOL LOOK AT US WE ARE SO COOL HIGH SCHOOLERS" fashion (not on purpose! It just sort of happens) and we always had a lot of fun. We were like the sub-popular group, mostly because everyone was afraid of Lauren. I honestly don't know why, she is fantastic. She ended up becoming really popular later in the years. People just suddenly really liked her.
Also, I don't know about the rest of you, but I was blissfully unaware of all the sex, drugs and alcohol that went down during my High School years. I sort of wish I could have been invited to all the parties and bullshit that went down, but in the end I'm glad I wasn't. I mean, one trip I found out from my friend, who wasn't even on the god damn trip, that someone had brought a fuckton of alcohol, one kid got a tattoo and this girl gave a guy a blowjob, all within the first hour of us getting to the hotel. I don't even know man. It kind of made me realize how crazy everyone actually was.
With the High School years running out, I applied to College and was accepted to several decent schools. One of them, DePaul, was really nice and had a really unique Game Design program. It was, however, in Chicago, and just wasn't the place for me. I accepted my offer to GMU and was excited to go. Towards the end of the summer I met a few people online through the Freshmen boards, and was excited to go. However, when it came time to go, I was no longer ready, was freaking out and upset the whole time, and overall miserable. It didn't help that orientation went TERRIBLY and ruined my outlook on life.
Side note. I used the terrible experience of my first day of High School and the struggle of such a huge transition as my letter to all the colleges I applied. I think it was the reason I got into so many ha ha.
After the six hour drive down, we stayed at a hotel (my mother and I) and moved in the next day. I had to go to this little assembly where they explained a bunch of shit to me. It was okay, and I tried to enjoy myself that first night, but it didn't go well. Things turned around a few nights later, and have looked up ever since then. Now College has been a blast, even with all the work.
BUT WHAT WAS THE POINT OF ALL THIS? What I wanted to point out was that no one really WANTS to go to school from K-8th, and then the only reason to want to go to school in High School is to see your friends. In College, however, it's a whole new story.
In High School everything was set up for me. All my classes, where I was to go, where I was to be, all set and ready to go before I was back in school. We only got some control Senior year, where Honors and below got to choose one elective. It wasn't much, but it was the first time we got a choice in the matter. In College? We choose our schedules. Don't want to get up before 12? Pick late classes. Need a break between classes? Go ahead and make it. Want Fridays off? Why the fuck not? With a little work and clever scheduling, you can design whatever works for you. And on top of that, no more 6 straight hours of classes (unless that's what you want, you crazy kid you). You have so much control over your schedule. I mean, all that spare time is now spent working on papers, projects and having mental breakdowns over all that, which is then made okay by all the parties, crazy nights and bullshit that you do.
It's College. Go fucking crazy.
You probably remember your first day of school. For me it was pretty horrible, or at least I think it was. If it was anything like my first day of high school or college, then yeah, it was pretty bad. Anyway, after that things picked up and we would spend all day in the classroom, the same teacher teaching us all the subjects we needed to know, getting us ready for the next grade level. At my school, the grades were divided into three clusters; K-2nd in the first lunch wave, 3rd-5th in the second wave and 6th-8th in the last wave (yes my school spanned 9 years, I'll get to that in a moment). As you progressed through each grade, you would learn and do more to prepare you for the next level, so on and so forth till you would finally graduate and be done with it.
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Quick interlude. Both my parents were working during this time of our lives, so neither of them could make it to pick us up after school. Instead, we got to this LOVELY little place called the AFTER SCHOOL PROGRAM /sarcasm. This was for kids who's parents were unable to pick them up due to work and were probably unable to get home any other way. My sister, brother and I all would end up in this program for several hours as we waited for 5 to roll around so our parents would rescue us. I HATED this place. I knew no one in it and they always tried to occupy us with all these events and activities. It always started off with doing homework and then watching movies or playing some sort of game. I never wanted to do any of this, I just wanted to go home. Eventually, my mother stopped working and was able to pick us up after school.
You might also be curious as to why we didn't take the bus. Well, our house was too close to the school for a bus stop, so we never had one. Ever. We were on our own when getting to school. That's where the fucking After School Program came in.
Anyway, INTERLUDE OVER.
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Unlike most schools, my school was both my elementary school AND my middle school. I've heard most people do up till, if I remember right, 5th and then move on to middle school. Not for me. Instead, I was stuck with, for the most part, the same 50 people (on my grade level) for all 9 years I spent at the school. For me it wasn't strange or anything, it was what I was used to. Anyway, we spent the day mostly the same through the school year. Same teacher for every subject and then having recess and lunch at some point. It wasn't until 7th that we started switching teachers. That was also the point where we had schedules! I mean, we sat with the same 25 people (based on homeroom teacher) for the entire year, but whatever. It was the first time we got to move around during the day and get to visit different teachers. It was a whole new experience, but nothing exciting. I mean, who was excited for school back then? Definitely not me, since I was one of those kids who didn't fit in all that well. I had my small cluster of friends, and I was okay with that.
At the end of 8th grade was when things really got switched. I had to apply to find myself a High School. It was either I find one or I would go to Central, which was the public school the majority of the people I knew were going. There was no way I was going to go to that place. Seriously, I was going to hate life if I went there. Instead, I applied to the same school as my sister, which was also the same school my mother and her brother went to. WEIRD RIGHT? Some of the same teachers were even there.
So time comes and goes, I get into the school on the "Honors' level courses (There were three tiers: CP (College Prep, the lowest level), Honors, and High Honors). I was decently happy about this, and was ready to get started at my new school. It wasn't until the summer was over that it hit me: I had been with the same people for 9 whole years and never really had to advance my friend making skills. I was also the only person from my old school going there. In other words, I was by myself. My sister and I went to get our books on our "Book Day", which was essentially us getting up at dawn to go to the school and retrieve our uniforms and books for the school year. It was rather depressing for me, as my sister knew a lot of people and I was walking around with a bunch of juniors. It was rather unnerving. It didn't help that my first day of school was complete and utter shit.
The first day of school is officially only for the upperclassmen: Sophomores, Juniors and Seniors. The next day they have off and the Freshman go. I got up early in the morning, put on my uniform and made my way to the bus stop. This was the first time I had ever had to ride a bus, and needless to say I was NERVOUS. I listened to my iPod at the bus stop, but it ended up dying. There was another kid at the stop, and I decided to try to talk to him. It didn't work out well, the kid just didn't give a fuck. (I'm actually glad, because he turned out to be an ASSHOLE. He was kicked off the football team because he was a fucking moron and failed ALL of his classes. Eventually was kicked out of the school). I rode the bus along with the 5 other freshman, sitting by myself somewhere sort of near the front. When we got to school the herded all of us into the cafeteria for a sort of "Freshman Social." I saw the kid from my bus stop hovering over this one table, talking to someone and was like "HEY. MAYBE I SHOULD SIT THERE SO THEY WILL SIT WITH ME." I put my stuff down and sat at the table. The flock of people then headed away from me. I was sitting by myself. All. Alone. The only person in the entire fucking cafeteria. I couldn't believe. What an idiot I must of looked like. How antisocial people must have thought I was. I. Was. Devastated.
I had come to school that day with one thing in mind. No matter what, I was going to make a friend. Just one, I didn't care who. Just someone. Anyone, so I wouldn't have to be alone. Oh god ANYONE. I slumped on my bench and pretty much gave up. It was less than an hour into my Freshman year and I was done. One of the Seniors who was monitoring the event, came over and started talking to me. The problem was I KNEW this was just pity and I couldn't bring myself to really give a shit. Instead we had nothing more than filler talk and then were sent off to our classes. The rest of the day was a blur, I remember my teachers being nice and it was a half day so I didn't have to deal with real shit. Eventually the day was over and I made my way home. My sister and her friend were over (at least I think they were? I remember my sister being home because she had the day off.) They asked me how it was, and I responded with me "I'm not really fine but I don't want to talk about it because my day was that shitty and I will probably never enjoy school because of this bullshit" fines and went to the computer room. I remember talking to my friend Ashley and letting her know how shitty my day was. I think she was doing alright over at Central. I think the conversation was funny, but I'm not super sure. The good news was I had a three day weekend and wouldn't have to worry about anything for a while.
My parents came home later that night and asked how my day went. I gave the same "Fine" and a few details about my day. I, however, dreaded the Tuesday that was coming. It was a real day of school, with everyone and LUNCH and GYM (I think that was Mondays, so that was good at least). I cannot even begin to describe the dread I felt come Monday. I woke up as usual on Tuesday, left with my sister, got on the bus (which was a LOT more crowded this time around. I probably sat with my Sister, but that's not really important). The day then went by as awful as I thought it was. No one talked to me and I was pretty much a zombie most of the time. At lunch I just sat at a random table and just blended into the surroundings. It's hard to get out of a rut, but I did try to make friends. Things didn't improve, until Wednesday came around.
I had noticed there was this one girl who was in most of my classes. She looked nice enough, and I was determined to talk to her. I mean, I really needed a friend and I was getting really unnerved about being at school at this point. At lunch I went to sit at the usual table to find out someone sat where I wanted to. I moved to a different table and then talked to this one dude (who turned out to be really weird) but also talked with this girl Alexandra. She ended up being in my French class and a few others. We talked about our French teacher and how much of a drag he was. We then proceeded to French where he glared us down the whole time. Seriously, he was this crazy old dude who DEMANDED respect and HE WASN'T TAKIN' YO SHIT FOOL. I hated him. He's not important though.
So after French I headed over to my study hall where, luck would have it, the girl ALSO had. I was EXCITED. However, this douchebag was talking to her and making it impossible to interrupt. I sat diagonally from her and sat there. What was I supposed to do? I was running over what to do when, lucky me, her Schedule fell (I later found out she knocked it off on purpose, but who am I to complain? She is like my best friend ever. If it wasn't for her my High School years would have been the worst). I reached down, grabbed it, said "You dropped this." I got a thanks and then followed up with a "Hey, aren't you in X class?" She was, and in fact, was in most of my classes (OH HEY HOW CONVENIENT.) This girl, Lauren, went on to become my best friend, and I thank her for entrapping me into her life.
You know that schedule Lauren dropped? I noticed that she had starred off a bunch of her classes (almost all of them), but didn't think much of it. Turns out she was scoping out which classes we had together and was marking them off. Sort of creepy, but I'm glad none the less.
After that, like everyone else, I didn't care much for High School. I joined a club and hung out with my friends in the usual "LOL LOOK AT US WE ARE SO COOL HIGH SCHOOLERS" fashion (not on purpose! It just sort of happens) and we always had a lot of fun. We were like the sub-popular group, mostly because everyone was afraid of Lauren. I honestly don't know why, she is fantastic. She ended up becoming really popular later in the years. People just suddenly really liked her.
Also, I don't know about the rest of you, but I was blissfully unaware of all the sex, drugs and alcohol that went down during my High School years. I sort of wish I could have been invited to all the parties and bullshit that went down, but in the end I'm glad I wasn't. I mean, one trip I found out from my friend, who wasn't even on the god damn trip, that someone had brought a fuckton of alcohol, one kid got a tattoo and this girl gave a guy a blowjob, all within the first hour of us getting to the hotel. I don't even know man. It kind of made me realize how crazy everyone actually was.
With the High School years running out, I applied to College and was accepted to several decent schools. One of them, DePaul, was really nice and had a really unique Game Design program. It was, however, in Chicago, and just wasn't the place for me. I accepted my offer to GMU and was excited to go. Towards the end of the summer I met a few people online through the Freshmen boards, and was excited to go. However, when it came time to go, I was no longer ready, was freaking out and upset the whole time, and overall miserable. It didn't help that orientation went TERRIBLY and ruined my outlook on life.
Side note. I used the terrible experience of my first day of High School and the struggle of such a huge transition as my letter to all the colleges I applied. I think it was the reason I got into so many ha ha.
After the six hour drive down, we stayed at a hotel (my mother and I) and moved in the next day. I had to go to this little assembly where they explained a bunch of shit to me. It was okay, and I tried to enjoy myself that first night, but it didn't go well. Things turned around a few nights later, and have looked up ever since then. Now College has been a blast, even with all the work.
BUT WHAT WAS THE POINT OF ALL THIS? What I wanted to point out was that no one really WANTS to go to school from K-8th, and then the only reason to want to go to school in High School is to see your friends. In College, however, it's a whole new story.
In High School everything was set up for me. All my classes, where I was to go, where I was to be, all set and ready to go before I was back in school. We only got some control Senior year, where Honors and below got to choose one elective. It wasn't much, but it was the first time we got a choice in the matter. In College? We choose our schedules. Don't want to get up before 12? Pick late classes. Need a break between classes? Go ahead and make it. Want Fridays off? Why the fuck not? With a little work and clever scheduling, you can design whatever works for you. And on top of that, no more 6 straight hours of classes (unless that's what you want, you crazy kid you). You have so much control over your schedule. I mean, all that spare time is now spent working on papers, projects and having mental breakdowns over all that, which is then made okay by all the parties, crazy nights and bullshit that you do.
It's College. Go fucking crazy.
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