Monday, January 5, 2004

Finally watched Someday's Dreamers. It was awesome! ^_^ Lots of things that didn't translate well though, like when Yume suddenly starts talking in slow, broken English (in the dub). It turns out originally she was trying to speak English to a girl (from England). It also wasn't explained right away that she was foreign, unless I missed something; Yume assumed it because she's blonde and is named Angela. Also, the use of accents to denote someone's origin was a little odd. Yume would slip into a southern accent occasionally because she's from the country, and one girl who was called "a native Tokyo-ite" had a New York/Bronx accent to make you realize she's from the big city. It made for a lot of confusion in the beginning. But there is a bish, named Oyamada, I believe, and it was hinted (rather blatantly) that he is gay. ("He's, well, y'know...")

On a completely unrelated note, I now feel the urge to rant about cheese. Ever looked at a package of Polly-O string cheese before? I was reading the front panel, and it says, "Part Skim Milk ... Reduced Moisture" Oh goodie, Reduced Moisture! I just love my cheese...dry...

Jaa ne!
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Sunday, January 4, 2004

Oooooh, I feel so bad. Too many things to think about. First and foremost, I miss Nick like crazy. Yes, I'm back to that age-old subject. Missing my love. He'll be back. Someday. I hope.
Also, Gavin's being a weirdo. He wouldn't come inside and tried to bite me when I came near him. He normally doesn't do this.
And then there's the stress caused by OI's this year. An OI is an "oral interpretation," where you take a literary piece or cutting and memorize it, then perform it dramatically. Alone. All by yourself. I cannot do this. Last year I could not do this. I can be totally prepared and go up in front of the class and I just freeze over like a glacier. From there either I'm stuck or I break down and have to go back to my seat and try not to cry. It's just a really tough feat for me. I'm not used to performing alone, and I'm not dramatic when acting. I'm pretty self-conscious, I guess. It's just so hard... So hard... *curls up to cry* Worst thing is it's a big English grade, and I just don't think I'm gonna make it. Somehow last year it didn't hurt my grade, but this year...
Well, I'll try not to have an ulcer. I'll try really hard. But thinking about these things just hurts me an amazing amount. I'll go see if I can fill in the big gaping hole in my stomach that has suddenly appeared...
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Finally got around to watching Animatrix. Phew. I liked the short called Kid's Story... I would, wouldn't I? Oh well. Interesting thing on the history of anime in the special features. And to think I watched Kimba when I was little. I was an anime fan even then, I guess. I even had my favorite director already picked out: I saw My Neigbor Totoro and fell in love with the film, and Hayao Miyazaki has remained my favorite ever since. *slowly slipping out of reality...*

*ahem* Anyway. Some crazy boy from my class keeps IMing me. I'm thinking of asking permission to hit him over the head with a Totoro plushie. I have two, I can spare one. He's kinda stupid, but mostly annoying. He lacks all common sense, but not in a funny way. In a way that makes him keep bugging you and bugging you and bugging you until your brain explodes and ruins your favorite soundtrack CD. Guess what? His name is Nick! Out of three Nicks, I can complain all day about two. I could just gush all day about the other. But I'll try to spare you...

I like those dots today. Bring on the dots! . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . Ok, so that's getting annoying too. We went to the Egyptian exhibit today. I found most of it fascinating, but I started getting both really irritated and really bored near the end, when the Greco-Egyptian crap started showing up. I did NOT like that stuff. I love the Egyptian art style, however stylized it may be, but I don't like the Greek style. It looks like everyone's nose got broken, as opposed to it simple being broken off. I have a hard time believing all the Greek people had beaks for noses... I mean if you're gonna bother being realistic, do it right! Yeesh.

There's your daily dose: a review, a complaint, and a rant, intermingles with personal experiences. Nice format I think. I'll never do it again, I promise. Jaa ne!
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Saturday, January 3, 2004

*hums to herself* Mood swings a la Tory. I have accomplished the amazing feat of being both ecstatic and dismal at the same time. Congratulate me. Or don't. Doesn't matter.

I do recall someone once challenging me to eat strawberry yogurt with chopsticks. I did that last night. Ate an entire cup of Stoneyfield strawberry yuogurt with chopsticks. I'm so proud.

Fooled around with my sketch pens and produced some interesting work. I might post it, we'll see. I never really got into the whole fanart-rating thing. I don't think mine can compare with a lot of artists on here, so I'm biding my time until I think it can. I know I'm gonna get better in time, seeing how I've improved just over the last year or so. If you'd seen my ealier sketchbooks, you'd know. I have some pretty stupid-looking drawings...

I took a nap today. I had some dream about Hell and earthquakes. It was scary beyond belief. ;_; No more!

And that is all in my life. Jaa ne!
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   I just had the time of my life. Does anyone remember back when my AIM was on the fritz and I couldn't sign onto my screennames? And exo fixed it and for a while we were both on my sn scaring people? Well we did that again, and had an interesting time tormenting some jerk from his class. He didn't seem to be cracking, but he was scared, deep down. I know he was. In any case it was hilarious. ^________^
Also, I listened to Steve Siever's radio show again online. Man that show is funny! They played Little Things (one of GC's most famous songs from the first album, for those of you who don't know) and Steve sang it with pirate lyrics (pirates are a running theme on the show). You ended up with lines like "Killing things, killing things, cutting things, slitting things," and "like the time I walked the plank and the sharks bit my leg off, so I had to get a wooden leg and I poked people with it a lot," (<-not sure about the authenticity). Oh, so entertaining. Also, since my internet is spotty, steaming media tends to need to pause and rebuffer a lot, so I ended up coming in randomly in the middle of something and heard, "I wonder if I can be a gay pirate..." ALSO on the subject of radio and gays, Lisa cued me to 99.5 when they played the Queer Eye theme song. ^_^ It's a good song, and I love the video. Naturally I saw the making of it and the first television showing. ^_~
Ok, I'm bushed, so jaa ne. I might go straight to sleep... OH! We're getting a dog to foster tomorrow. His name is Gavin and he's a really cute German shepherd mix, I believe. Then on Sunday we're taking a trip to Baltimore to see the Egyptian exhibit at Walter's from Britain. Funfunfun!
And now I'm actually going to end my post. Jaa ne!
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Friday, January 2, 2004

   Rejoice and be glad!
FINALLY! *dances through the fields of Pocky singing a song of happiness* I'm done with high school applications! I'm free! FREE! HAHAHAHAHA! *chokes on broccoli*

Finally watched Ghost in the Shell. Man, was that movie confusing. I couldn't even begin to try explaining the plot to you. Maybe it requires multiple viewings? I don't know. Oh well.

Picked up a few more Gravitation MP3's last night. Just how many mixes of Super Drive are there?! Also heard Anti Nostalgic for the first time. Good good song. It helps that I am in love with guitar music, any kind of guitar, any style, as long as it's a guitar. Classical, electric, it doesn't matter...

Last night was really bad. Really weird, and really bad. I was getting mad at everything. It was mostly because I was working on one of my stories, Legacy of Rend, and the main character was supposed to be a very temperamental person, but she also ended up being very death-obsessed and rather paranoid. Since when I write I completely take on the personality and feelings of the character I'm working most on, well... You get the idea.

But at least I'm done with high school applications! Yay! That makes me feel mucho better. ^_^
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Thursday, January 1, 2004

Happy New Year!
Last night was awesome. Family friends came over. Namely James (a whole 'nother James... I can give you five people I know personally named James). He's, let's see... A sophomore, I believe. He's into acting and singing. Great guy. Poor thing has to live with his brother though, who is consequently named Nick (that's three Nicks I know... can I ask a favor of you all? Don't name your children James, Chris (up to 7 now, I think O_o), or Nick!). This Nick is a pain. He is a nightmare. I don't know how old he is, but he acts like a 4-year-old. A mean 4-year-old. He's also a bit odd... ("For the dead..." *shudder*) But James somehow turned out to be a real sweetheart, despite his obnoxious brother and hyperactive sister, who didn't come to the "party".

Today there was a family get-together I really didn't wanna go to, and it turned out the restaurant didn't allow jeans (pretty much all I have), so I dressed in all black with my boots, spiked dog collar, and trenchcoat. So THERE!
I did meet a great uncle of mine that I never really knew about. He is COOL! How many 70-year-old great uncles do you have that are still punk? Not necessarily in style or temperament, but in outlook and value in individuality. He has got tattoos on his forehead and hands and a big chain around his neck that's sautered closed. He's funny too. ^_^ One of my more favorite relatives.

And last night I almost spewed beef kabob everywhere because Lisa told a joke while I was eating-- once again. I seem to have very bad luck with this, ne? Hot chocolate, milk, beef... I might stop eating around Lisa altogether. And poor James... At a cast party in his freshamn year he walked in on two gay guys. Personally, I wouldn't have minded, but that's just because I'm a total weirdo. I mean, I would have left, sure, but would I have minded? ...No...

Jaa ne, people. So tired. =_= That's why I'm rambling.
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Wednesday, December 31, 2003

When Tory pulls an all-nighter without actually having something to do... THIS is created! (written at 8AM after being awake for 19 hrs. and going on one cup of coffee)
Many of you have probably been here (Open Your Mind, Open Your Heart), and if you haven't, you should go. Right now I'm going to address the one essay entitled "Save the Children". Go look at it if you haven't already. I'll be here. Don't forget to look at the site it links to. It's going to make you either very mad or very puzzled. It made me mad.

In the essay itself, the various sections are addressed. The one section that was not, however, "Homosexuality: Bad For Children", had one "point" in it that has a major flaw. "A disproportionate number of children reared in homosexual households experienced gender dissatisfaction," etc. etc. One thing I'd like to know: What's the difference, in this case, between a homosexual household and, say, a single parent household? If a male child wass raised by only his mother, would that be different from a male child being raised by two homosexual women? I'm assuming gender dissatisfaction to be like what a cousin of mine whom I have never met is experiencing.

Another thing that was addressed that really made sense to me so I'll repeat it. The thing about higher suicide and depression rates for homosexuals. If you're shunned by society as having something terribly wrong with you, well yeah, you're going to be pretty upset. If everyone you knew was telling you that you were dirty, perverted, incorrect, would you be more likely to be depressed? Hell yeah! So that factor means nothing in FtCi's argument, except that by saying there's something wrong with a person, you will probably create something else wrong with them. Which actually works against their whole point of view, doesn't it? Silly people, shooting themselves in the feet... That's gotta hurt.
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Well, I have now seen all four Rurouni Kenshin OVA's, finally. And my, was the last one sad. Emotionally speaking. Reflections. I could tell you what happens, but it'd be a major spoiler and I don't want to do that to you people.
Also picked up another anime at Besy Buy. Something called "Someday's Dreamers." Haven't watched it yet though. I'll tell you about it when I have.
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Monday, December 29, 2003

So close to being free for the holidays... I did my homework today and started work on the high school applications. XP Uckies.
I also printed out some things for my scrapbook-in-planning which will be assembled around graduation time next year. Emails from DES, poems, pictures, stuff like that. The one letter made me cry... I organized all my art supplies into a hobby case and discovered I got some really nice sketch pens for Christmas. The .05 mm one is SO THIN and the ink doesn't bleed at all! It's like a dream come true...
I've been feeling a bit better since the events of last night which are a secret for only me and a few other people to know!
Oh yes, one more thing. I got the Return of the King soundtrack CD today and it's beautiful in many aspects. I couldn't find one with Leggy on it so I settled for a no-longer-greasy Aragorn cover, when I discovered to my great surprise and delight a Legolas cover on the back of Aragorn. Not to mention I've been listening to The Steward of Gondor all afteroon. -^-^- I love the bits of music near the end that sound like repeats of the beginning bits from Fellowship. I like nostalgia, oh how I like nostalgia. Jaa ne!
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