Saturday, March 19, 2005

Fragility of mind.

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Shin- That owl looked awesome. I'd buy it, if he wasn't so attached to it.

Ken- Is it blasphemy to even mention Mindows ME, or what? :P

Femme Mystérieuse- Well how do I spell it, then? Now I feel stupid.

lunox- But California is the land of vain people. I can't really help it.

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School was dull. Nothing much to report there..

But oh my God, I have to write about this one thing that happened at school yesterday.

In PE, there was a large-scale football game (boys versus girls, but the coach and some crazy huge-ass black high school guy were feminine for a day- guys got schooled by those two alone), but that's not why I'm talking about this. Most people stood off the field and messed around.

Normally I don't mingle with the people in my PE class becuase they're all idiots, but due to the situation I didn't have much of a choice. One guy, who is constantly messing around, was talking about how he tripped this one guy. He sort of pantomimed the act.. It was sort of humorous.

And then it happened.

This one stout kid, by the name of Martin, spontaneously runs across the field and trips himself at full speed. His feet rose three feet off of the ground, and when he landed he didn't get up for a couple of seconds.

And it was funny as hell. I'm not entirely sure why. It could have been the fact that it was so unexpected, or the jiggling of his blubber, or his general posture as he did it, but for whatever reason we loved it.

So my friend decides to give him a quarter if he does it five more times. Personally, I hold dignity above humor (in public), and I wouldn't have done it, but this guy jumped at the chance. It was consistently funny each time, until the third one, when he apparently hurt himself.

I didn't feel bad for him- not becuase I'm a bad person, but because he was stupid enough to trip himself at full speed on a grassy field with potholes everywhere.

I just wish we could have gotten it on tape. I'm telling you, man, if I put it online, it would overtake the freaking Numa Numa Dance. It was comedy GOLD.

But yeah, moving on.

I've been looking forward to seeing The Ring 2 with my friends for two weeks. I've talked about it a lot, and thought about it a lot, and I was naturally very excited (mall + friends + The Ring 2 = :D).. And as per usual, we were to iron out the time and meeting place and everything after school.

And then I find out that my parents had dinner plans with someone from my dad's work tonight, and they couldn't drive me anywhere.

As a wise man once said: "Well, shit."

So I tried to bum a ride off of my friends. I called one friend, but her line was busy. So I called my other friend. She couldn't talk long. So I called friend A back. Her mom picks up and says she went to friend B's house.

So I call friend B's house. They're doing God knows what, and I ask for a ride, give them my address and directions, blah blah blah, and beg them to pick me up.

And then they don't. If I may quote myself, "#@#$!&*#." A simple yet eloquent statement.

So what did I do all night instead? I played Devil May Cry 3. WARNING: GAMER-GEEK BANTER. SKIP THIS IF YOU DON'T GIVE TWO SHITS ABOUT DANTE AND HIS MANY MAGICAL ADVENTURES.

I've been stuck on Mission 5 since I bought the game over two weeks ago. It's not like I've been ignoring it, either. Oh, no, I've been playing for one to two hours a day trying to freaking beat that level. I could get to a certain point with much ease, but then came the elevator with the horrendous respawning demons.

I didn't understand why I could never get to the top for such a long time. Then I realized that there's a weight limit on the elevator, and I had to knock them all off and keep them off until I reached the top.

First time I did this, I was all like "Yay!", but then I had to fight the level's boss, and I then I was all like "...Motherfucker."

And now here I am, a week later, and I just now beat them. How satisfied I feel.

(The secret is in the Air Hike. Hells yeah.)

Unfortunately, I don't find the weapon you get from the battle that great. Maybe I'm just pissed because I just finished getting Rebellion just how I wanted it, and now I'd have to do the same for Agni and Rudra, but who knows how these things will change.

END OF THE GEEKNESS.

Keep in mind I was doing that while in an extremely sour, nasty, unwanted, self-pitying mindset.

Finally, around 9:00, I call one of the friends, to see how it was. I didn't get much detail, but apparently the driving mother didn't want to pick me up for whatever reason.

Dammit, I really wanted to go, too. Now I have to see it by myself. How sad am I- staying home on a Friday night for Devil May Cry and seeing a movie by myself the next day? Come on, scale from one to ten. Be honest, now.

Oh, one last thing. I bought Surfer Rosa on iTunes today. I'll put up opinions soon enough.

EDIT: Oh, and here's the kicker: My dad got home at, like, 8:30, and technically, I could have been dropped off AND picked up by the time he got home. That's what got me really pissed.
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