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Thursday, May 4, 2006


   For blue, blue skies

Well, the hell that is AP English IV is over. Took the exam today. It was hard-core: four hours straight of standardized testing, then to the Journalism Lab, where we proceeded to cram about twice the legal limit into a terrifyingly small space. [I think it was about 32 people. Generally, 10 feels crowded. X3] Anyway. I got lots of pizza and breadsticks, and then we went outside and put Mentos into Diet Coke. [It explodes, FYI.]

So yes. I am currently attempting to write another Advent Children article, and it's insane. It's actually a collab with a good friend from school who really needs an account on here, and we're attempting to identify the strong/weak points of FFVII and Advent Children. That's right. The game and the movie. The sad part? I have played about an hour and a half of the game, and he's only played through the first disc. Aye, that's the rub. However, we have both seen Advent Children multiple times.

Really, though, this will get complicated. I'm going to have to consult with my gamer buddies tomorrow to try to get some of this straight. I love it, though. *eye roll* I'm so pathetic.

In other news, I refuse to do anything for the next 20 days of school. Eff that. I'm done with almost all my classes, though, so it doesn't matter. I just have my ungodly waste of time Comm 231 to finish, and that will be tomorrow. *dances*

So, all in all, I'm looking forward to a day of watching Garden State, Hamlet, three feeble speeches [pretending to...while surfing here], and the guys playing Marbleblast Gold. Life is boring, the dullest thing in the world, but good. Oh, so good. *dances, more*

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Friday, April 28, 2006


   Ah, the futility of life.

Ah blah blah. No, I'm not being emo. I'm being very, very tired. And writer's blocked. Life is life, and I feel as though the Advent Children soundtracks have been playing nonstop in my head for days. That's right. Both discs. Over and over.

I have a full week of hell left, and then I won't have to do unwilling literary analysis ever again. Isn't that lovely? Well. Until next year, anyway. I pray for fives on my English APs. Very soon, I can stop my public speaking class, too. I have four more of those classes, one of which is the final.

I want school to be over. I'm exhausted with it, and the people involved. AAAGH.

On the other hand, I'm slowly but steadily hacking my way through a FFVII: AC article. That's worth something, no? :)It's somehow gone from an analysis of the theme of children to an analysis of Kadaj. Which is okay, I suppose. I love Kadaj. I think he's awesome and hot. FANGIRL FANGIRL, ARREST ME NOW.

See? I said I wasn't depressed. XD

By the way, is anyone here, reading this, a member on deviantART? I'm needy.

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Sunday, April 23, 2006


   Sweet madness

I saw the English version of Final Fantasy VII: Advent Children last night. THANK YOU GOD FOR FRIENDS THAT WORK AT VIDEO STORES. It was unbelievably, irrevocably hot[t]. The voice acting was better than you'd expect for a dub, despite that it could have been matched up a bit better. I was a little doubtful about Rachel Leigh Cook voicing Tifa, but she was very well done; Steve Blum is, of course my hero as Vincent Valentine; Cloud wasn't bad, and Kadaj was a little obnoxious, but all in all, very nicely done.

Reno's voice actor actually served to endear him to me more, but Rude had the single-worst acting job, hands down. Granted, it didn't help that I was watching AC with four guys who insisted on commenting on everything - but we all cackled every time Rude opened his mouth: "Weren't there. Some. Children staying with you?" BAHAHAHA.

There were also comments about how Kadaj sounded like Skeletor, and Vincent sounded like he needed a respirator, liberally interdispersed with, "You must not know who I am!" and "I'm the Juggernaut, bitch!" I don't know if I'll be able to watch the scene when Cloud finds the children without thinking of Michael Jackson, either. XD

Now I have to go buy the thing, but yanno. I can't waaaait to watch it again! [Ironically, the thing comes out on the same night that I have an academic awards banquet thing...and I doubt I can persuade anyone to swing by the mall afterwards. Say it with me: AGH.]

So, all in all: a lovely spring break. School is going to suck so much that it's sad. I have to give a speech on Wednesday, and write a commentary by Friday. The literary magazine should be in soon, though. [I also submitted an article here yesterday - AND TODAY, so be on the lookout. ^_^]

I know my comments are off. Is that a problem?

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Thursday, April 20, 2006


   I never promised you a ray of light

I feel like such an idiot, but I'm an inspired idiot, and so life is good. I think I love this article-writing business. It buoys my weak little spirit. How stupidly human of me, to be affected by a couple of words of praise. How egomaniacal, how shallow and weak.

And how, how lovely it feels.

Pocky + caffeinated Darjeeling + nice reviews = NO SLEEP.

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Monday, April 17, 2006


   a list of names

Sometimes, when I have little journals like these, I wonder why. I mean, the reason of having one is for people to see it, and I'm, what, #21824 or whatever in the hierarchy here. But I guess sometimes I just have to babble and write.

I also wonder about my friends. How do they find happiness and sadness in such a strange world as this? I just read the blog of a dear sometimes-friend of mine who's drunk on the sky, apparently. He wants to go to New York City and talk to the first pretty girl he sees, and then kiss her goodbye.

It's sweet, and it's poetry. But poetry isn't life, as beautiful as it can be. I just wonder. Why, little kit? He can be so lovely and poetic that it almost makes me drunk, too, but then I realize that I'm staring at a Firefox window in perplexion, and as soon as I close it, it's gone. So I go outside and burn the crap out of my back.

Strange world, strange world. Strange also how I pour my soul into things like this, then wonder where it's gone. *sings It's Raining Men*

[Will he be angry or disgruntled that I linked his journal? Will he ever find out? Will he remember my name, three years from now? No, no, no.]

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Friday, April 14, 2006


   Like fire underwater

Okay. So I submitted lots of stuff for confirmation last night.

And, after fifteen hours of deliberation, I have decided that 48 hours is entirely too long to wait for a post to show. I'm about to go insane, because that article took me forever to write, and I want public feedback. Aaaagh.

In other news, IT'S SPRING BREAK, BABY. *dances* Maybe I'll have more things to show for myself.

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