Thursday, December 2, 2004

Thy game is over.

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Mimmi- Speaking of volleyball, it's finally over. But now we're on basketball.. Gah, bring me football and hockey.

Syk- Maybe you just need to get your mind out of the gutter. >:O

Shin- But not close enough, sadly. If it were an anime-style game, it may be more likely.. Maybe Kojima could show up because of Zone of the Enders?

Alea- *Simpsons reference* You should ask the Japanese mafia. :P

Karmi- ONLY seven? That makes me feel a lot better. -_-

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Today may be the latest I've woken up for school this year. I suddenly jerked out of my napping state at 6:53, seven minutes before I normally leave for school. I threw on some clothes (under normal circumstances, I would never wear that sweater), grabbed a banana and a granola bar, and jumped into the car.

I got there a minute after the bell rang, but thankfully my homeroom teacher doesn't really care about a minor offense like that.

We finished up the last of the oral presentations today. Oddly enough, I was the last person to be selected, and I guess I did okay. I improvised a lot more than I had expected to with parts, but it didn't seem to matter because at this point nobody was even listening anymore. After that I got my grade for the written report. It was a 94, because I forgot a concluding sentence in the first paragraph and I "needed to divide my paragraphs into smaller ones." In retrospect, a lot of them really are long (some three pages), but I was afraid of dividing them losing me points.

We read a few famous pamphlets and speeches in History today. "Common Sense" by Thomas Paine is on page 666 of our books, and somehow when I wasn't looking the entire class ended up in a debate about how to draw pentagrams properly. According to the class's agreement, Satanic pentagrams have one of the points going directly downward, and simple magic ones have one pointing up.

We read them, but that was dwarfed by the "discussion."

I have been trying to return this one library book ("Murder in Mesopotamia" by Agatha Christie, totally lame) for a week now, but every single day at lunch there has been a class in there. When there's a class in the library, nobody else is allowed in. It's times like these I'm thankful that we aren't charged late fees.

Near the end of math I got a phone call from the school counselor / scheduling person. She said she had received a note from my Journalism teacher that I had "shown the desire to transfer." Considering I haven't talked to her about it at all, I find it odd that this is what the schedulers looked at first. My mom put the request in two weeks ago, and the art teacher was supposed to reference me in.

She said that they normally don't switch periods, but she will "see what she can do." I'm not quite sure how it happened, but it has been decided that if she can't switch the periods, I am going to be my Phys Ed coach's second T.A. for seventh period. That is nowhere near the top of my Ideal Electives list, but it's the lesser of two evils. Besides, a ton of people have that teacher for seventh, and it would be fun to laugh at (and maybe support?) them as they run laps. :P

In Journalism the teacher announced that she went with the lame company from New Jersey to public the yearbook. They have cheap prices, yeah, but their pamphlet was very unimpressive. I find that a bad sign.

Not that it matters for me, though. I'll end up buying it regardless of the quality, because of two things: The mugshots and signatures. Sigs are always my favorite part of the yearbook, because you can go back years later and go "Oh yeah, I remember that guy".

Do I care about the amount of clipart on the poser-cheerleader page? Not anymore. Just give me a few blank pages.

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My friend came over after school, and we played Melee for the first time since forever. He totally owned me the first time, but I beat his ass in the rematch. We went to Best Buy after that and actually played Metroid Prime: Hunters on a DS. It was cool, but I got tired of it rather quickly.

I find it cool that they have it set up so that you don't have to go into the menu and change the control scheme if you're left-handed. You just swap L for R, the D-pad for the four face buttons, and there you go.

Tapping the screen to jump was a tad awkward, but it's better than tapping to shoot, no?

The parts for my pimptastic computer are being purchased tomorrow at wholesale prices, and I'm not having to put it together or install the drivers. It's going to pretty sweet; according to my dad, the only thing he changed was the processor. They were out of 3500s, so I settled for a 3400. Assuming he didn't forget to mention anything else, I am confident that it will turn out well. I opted for a Thermaltake Tsunami case at the last minute instead of any flashier ones, with blue LEDs. If I ever get tired of it I might switch to greens, in honor of my favorite Alienware color scheme (For the record, I hate the green cases, but the green LEDs with the black case is beyond cool).

I'm sure somebody's going to identify the reference in this post's title, and if nobody knows it you should all be ashamed. Except for non-gamers.. But they should be ashamed for other reasons. :P

EDIT: Oh, and happy December. It's my favorite month of the year, so woot for me.
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