AAAUGH!! I was ABOUT TO FINISH ESCAPE FROM MONKEY ISLAND and the game magically shut itself off XO It randomly does that when it feels like I've been playing *long enough* thankyouverymuch. Argh, what a burden! I am irate! Maybe it's my penance for neglecting both my journal and my site in general... should probably do something about that then there ya know! I'd saved kinda recently (re: Monkey Island 4) but it's still such a bother and I'm all discouraged so I'll finish it tomorrow. MONKEY ISLAND RUKES. I WANT TO HAVE GUYBRUSH'S CHILD. No, I don't really. =O I had a dream last night because I stayed up til midnight playing Monkey Island (and it hung up, and I was stupid and hadn't saved, so I had to redo everything I did last night today, and I DID save, but not recently enough that it's not a bother) and also because my alarm plays the Muppet Treasure Island soundtrack to wake me up. It usually doesn't-- wake me up, that is-- but the music often comes into my dreams. So really, it wasn't a dream I had last night, but a dream I had this morning about like 7 am or something. As I said, it was also because of my Monkey Island escapades, soooo my dream was as follows: **don't read for minor Monkey Island 4 spoilers** Instead of just... you know... getting sent to Monkey Island, Guybrush had actually sailed there intentionally with his crew (Carla, Otis, I. Cheese, as they of course are in this game). And Carla and Otis were REEEEAALLLY mad at Guybrush for taking them back there. And they were demonstrating this by sorta... like... doing this dance thing that kinda looked like they were hugging themselves and too cold, but it really meant intense fear or anger or something. And Guybrush was taller, and instead of a little ponytail in back, his hair was longer and had a ponytail that went over his left shoulder, like... ::tries to think of something who has hair like Guybrush did in the dream:: kinda like Kiyone in Shin Tenchi Muyou/Tenchi in Tokyo. =O() But anyway, there was little dock thingie and there was a shack at the end of it, and Guybrush was like "cheer up, Carla, the shack is full of booty!" and there were all these jewels and stuff, and then Carla, Otis, Guybrush, and Meathook (why was he there? you ask me, I don't know) all juggled the jewels around while singing "Professional Pirate." At the part where Clueless Morgan (Clueless Morgan is THE BEST) goes "You don't have to wear a suit," it was actually Otis who said it in the dream. Uhhh... my, what horrible grammar. Bah, I doesn't give muchly caring to that right at this moment here. **no more Monkey Island 4 spoilers after this point** GUYBRUSH IS ELAINE'S COUSIN No, I'm joking. At least, I hope so. Don't want any nasty surprises in Monkey Island 5 XÞ
You know, like in 6th grade, I was such a social deviant. I mean, I still am, to a certain extent, but at least now I have crushes on actual people including and mostly limited to Brad Swaile. =O() BUT. The advent of my "I am somewhat normal as far as romantic interests go, that is, I am somewhat attached to a human male existing in reality" came in 7th grade when I developed a crush on Peter Tork. The 24-year-old version, that is. So I still had no romantic interests to the point of normality that is "human male existing in reality *AT THE PRESENT TIME*". But I shall return to my theme. Back in 6th grade, I was such a deviant that the closest things I even *had* to crushes were on Marvin the Martian, Boba Fett, and Guybrush Threepwood.
....For you people looking to blackmail me, note that I said they were NOT crushes, but merely the closest thing I HAD to crushes. Ooh! Ooh! (Watermelon!) Even back then, I thought Cary Elwes was soooooo cute! XD He's gonna be on Outer Limits in two weeks. But Brad Swaile's not. ::kicks tvguide.com as though it's in some way their fault::
I used to watch Power Rangers, you know. Now there's something you can go ahead and blackmail me with, if you want to. I won't deny that I watched Power Rangers. Mwaaaah. But it started to suck when Rocky, Aisha, and Adam replaced Jason, Trini, and Zack. X3 AnJa thought the guy who played Adam (I forget his name) was cute. When I saw Independence Day on the Friday after school of my first week of 6th grade (I remember this, and also that the screen was screwy and there were green lines in the top left corner through the whole movie) I thought what's-his-face Baldwin who, when Bill Pullman goes "Is this glass bulletproof?" says "No sir! *bang bang shoot shoot*" looked exactly like the guy who played Rocky would look if he were cute. Because that guy is cute. But the guy who played Rocky was not cute. The name was Rocky, right? I really don't think anyone is allowed to be named Rocky besides Sylvester Stallone, who's actually not even named Rocky. And that, as you know, makes the whole debate academic.
I went to this thing at school last night called After Hours, which is a two-hour open mike thing. Kinda groovy. I was gonna read a poem I wrote, but I'd given them to Kim who's on the Lit Mag staff so I could submit them to a contest thingie and I hadn't printed another copy because a) we're out of printer paper, [lie, we aren't out of it, but we were when I would have been printing another copy] and b) Kim said she'd bring the poems and a form thing for me to sign to After Hours, only she forgot. So like, in English, Mrs. Richards offers 5 points of extra credit on a test if you go to After Hours, and 5 more if you perform, so I *really* wanted to do *something*, but I had no poems to read, and stuff. Chris and Kat convinced me to sing a song a cappella, and I eventually sang "Everying You've Ever Dreamed." X_X I changed keys by accident and ended up like three whole steps higher than I started, but other than that I did okay even though I felt like a retard. And hey, it's ten points on an English test-- specifically, the English test on Grapes of Wrath, which sucked hardcore. Which means I can suck an extra ten points' worth on the essay. Or something.
Okay, so, in my history class, what we do is have chapters in the book, yes? And every chapter is divided into like five or six sections, yes? (Yes) So what we typically do is read a section for homework. The next class, we take a short quiz over the section at the start of class and then take notes on the section and additional related information during class. When we've finished all the sections, we have a test. So that means we have a quiz or test every day. The questions are always worth ten points each, and they're usually really easy, but on this one, I missed two because it was matching and I mixed up the Jones Act and the Foraker Act. (The Foraker Act amuses me because it's fo-raker) So I got an 80. Which is ungood. BUT, two other quizzes this chapter had bonus questions, and I got those, so I had one quiz with an 80 and two with a 110, so I have a 100 quiz average! HUZZAH!
Jinjo, I am sorry I haven't updated my site yet. Forgive me. I will do it later tonight. Either that, or I won't. x_x Ha ha, I'm annoying you x_x
You know! I realise that I have like... sort of an inferiority complex type thing. I can't stand it when someone is better than me at pretty much anything. Not that I want everyone to fail.... or anything... but like... HANS, I USE YOU AS AN EXAMPLE. NO BE ANGRY. Hans took this IQ test and got 150. The last IQ test type thing I took, I got 141. So I got all neurotic and grew ulcers and went and took the same IQ test at lightning speed just so I could prove to myself I wasn't stupider than Hans. ... I'm pathetic. Oh well. I'm not hurting anyone with my retarded neuroses. At least, I don't think so x_x But it goes back to the thing about rivalry. It seems like the only time I ever get better at anything is when I'm just trying to be better than someone else. But maybe I'm just neurotic about being neurotic-- am I the only person who thinks that way? I'm a deviant x_x and I've used the x_x face five times in one journal not counting this one, except that one was actually X_X and not x_x.
Dante r0xX0rZ.
This neighbour dude went to Japan on business and brought back a newspaper and a bunch of brochures and some candy and gave them to me =D!!! He is so nice! Yay! I have two flavours of High Chew (haichuu), what appears to be coffee-flavoured caffeine supplement candy, oishikute cough drops (possibly honey-flavoured), and... something... else.... Oh! Stuff made with haabu paudaa (herb powder). I haven't opened any of them yet, and I don't read any kanji (you know, if I actually hope to progress beyond my current knowledge in Japanese AT ANY TIME, I need to start learning those... well, actually, I do know like five or six or something, but still), so I can't be sure.
Ack Oop Chee!
I had cold sores (HAD, I don't have them anymore, hooray) so I put my toothbrush in a little glass full of hydrogen peroxide to make sure it was disinfected and that I didn't reinfect it when I brushed my teeth or stuff and stuff, and one of those stupid moth things fell in the glass and it's all bleached white and completely dead and I need a new toothbrush now @_@
There are these books I have that are Bruce Coville things where he wrote one story and other authors wrote the rest of the stories called "Bruce Coville's Book of Magic/Ghosts/Aliens/Spine Tinglers/Nightmares/Magic II/Ghosts II/you get the idea". And in the Nightmares one is this story by.. *checks* Janni Lee Simner called "Drawing the Moon." Back when I first read it, I was ten, and the story really disturbed/upset me profoundly. I reread it recently, and it's really an amazing story; Bruce Coville's comment within the book is "This is a strange and disturbing story, not scary in the ways we usually think of scary, yet probably the most truly nightmarish tale of any in this book." How right, yes! If you get a chance-- I don't know if the books are still in print, but if you get a chance, read this story. When rereading it, I also noticed that it seems to have influenced my writing style. A lot of the dominant elements in the way it's written are also present in my own prose writings, and... stuff. o_o So this story really left an impression on me, and apparently influenced me in ways I wasn't even aware of. Either that, or I just developed a similar style by accident. In any case, it's still a strange, disturbing, and wonderful story that you should try to read. =3
I'd better wrap up the journal entry so I can get around to updating my site (HI JINJO)... "See ya later, Herman!" "Who?!"