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Wednesday, November 17, 2004


Wrap your fingers 'round my neck.. Make me feel alive.

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Shin- I would write more short stories and maybe even a novel if I had a longer attention span. Poems are good because they don't have to be that long.

Mimmi- Your reverence has been duly noted. ~_^

Shin- Uh, more like empty carbs for thought.

Tony- I have yet to see a review of it, outside of EGM. Half-Life 2 and Metroid Prime 2 are everywhere, of course, and they come out on the same day, but I'm confused about why there hasn't been anything for Metal Gear yet.

Karmi- Well, when I was writing it, I thought of it as a play in a dream. It was interrupted as daylight came, but.. Eh, it's totally open to interpretation.

I do agree about the God thing, though. I was sort of in a rut there.

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Shin- I actually got up at six this morning to finish the notecards for the oral presentation part.

Alea- Eh.. It's been a week or so, I guess.

Mimmi- Indeed.

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To elaborate on the earlier post, I finished the essay on Sparkling Cyanide last night around ten. After double-spacing (a requirement for this teacher), it came out to five pages. As per usual, I had my mom proofread it afterwards, and surprisingly enough she only had one or two complaints, and they were just about run-on sentences. That's my literary Achilles Heel, isn't it?

I spent forty-five minutes trying to get it printed right. Despite everything looking perfect in AbiWord (the shit-tacular word processor I downloaded for free because I lost Works), there were a bunch of mysterious paragraph breaks that I did not put there. I toyed around with those for a while, modified the borders a bit, and got done just in time to watch most of the Futurama Xmas episode on Adult Swim.

That episode rocks so hard it's not even funny. ..Well, it is funny, quite possibly the best episode, but you know what I mean.

I then lunged violently at my math homework. As I was talking with a friend earlier, he said that the math homework was incredibly quick and painless, so I put it off for a bit. At 11:50 at night, however, things seem to take a lot longer. It only took me fifteen minutes or so (incredibly simple review stuff about exponents), but it felt like forever. Then I had to do the notes for the oral part.

I did the first card, then decided to do the rest in the morning. I actually woke up on time today (insert collective gasp here), got them done quickly enough, took a shower, watched a bit of the news and went out the door.

When I stuffed the report into my backpack, the super-cool plastic cover got bent and now it looks crappy. :(

We spent all of English in the library.. It was one of those days where the entire class goes up there to check out books and do research, if they need to. I just sat there reading Murder in Mesopotamia (crappiest. book. ever.).. Until I decided to go over to my favorite book shelf ever: The self-help one.

Coping with Anger is incredibly funny, in a sadistic way, but it's hard to explain why. I can't help but laugh as I read it.

Today, however, I decided to read "How Big Is Big?" on the Easy Reading shelf. It took me all of five minutes, and I laughed like an idiot for ten. A friend then passed me "Froggy's First Kiss," which is a lot more raunchy when you look at it with a perverse mindset. Everything's funnier when you read it with a friend, and the pictures were (unintentionally) suggestive enough to begin with.

Heh heh.

We came very close to winning our volleyball game today. We were up by fourteen throughout most of it, but then the opposing team figured out our biggest weakness: Two really really shitty players who can't play for shit. And shit.

~_~

This one guy that seems to have devoted his life to flirting with strictly Asian girls (don't know why that matters) was on the opposing team, and he knows how to aim his serves.

Directly at the crap-players.

It sort of went back-and-forth in the last few minutes of the game, and I technically got it tied for us, but the coach dude said that it didn't count because he had "blown the whistle" before the play had ended.

I swear, that guy just doesn't want our team to win and finds an excuse every time.

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Journalism. I put passwords on the computers and set the screensavers to blank screens to give the illusion of the computer being off. And yet the people that go into that class at fifth period lunch still manage to get in and change everything so it's ugly and POOOORLT TIPDE LIK ETHIS!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!

Grr.

To keep people busy, the teacher decided to have them make posters for the presales of the yearbook. I totally owned freaking everybody else with my Photoshop skills.

I sort of came up with a color theme, as a compromise to the "We're doing it color no matter what you say, crucial design guy! ^.^" thing. I would like to keep the road thing, so I toyed around with one picture for the rest of the period. After some motion blur, contrast alterations and adding a cool shiny thing off in the horizon, it turned out good. The bell rang and I didn't have time to save it. I hope the teacher remembered to do what I said about keeping it a PDF.

If she didn't even save it, I'm going to be freaking pissed.

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After the piano lesson today, I went over to Best Buy to try out the DS display that Alex had raved about. No playable Dual Screen goodness was found, but I actually saw Half-Life 2.

I touched the box.

And it was good.

I stared at G Man.

And he was creepy.

The appearance of HL2 totally eclipsed my anticipation of touching the DS.. I was giddy for about half an hour.

And then I got a shrimp burrito at Rubio's, which kind of was good until the nauseousness set in. Bleh.

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