Portal 2

Yes, you read the title correctly; Portal 2 is coming! I know, this information has been known for about 2 months now.. but it's still fairly new news! And it's worth freaking out about! There were hopes and suspicions for this game; rumors grew of a shadow in the East. But some things that should not have been forgotten were lost. The desire for the future became legend. Legend became myth. And for two and a half thousand years, Portal 2 passed out of all knowledge (LOTR anyone?).

Anyway, our greatest wish was not granted, and people began to doubt until only a handful of believers remained. I am ashamed to say I was not among that handful. Well good job, Handful, you were right, and now you get to laugh in all our faces and say I told you so while we all rejoice together at this second coming of freaking awesome.

October 26, 2010. Mark your calenders! It's the date for the unleashing of heaven here on earth, when Portal 2 graces the world with its presence. There will be much rejoicing and dancing in the streets.

And yes, there will be cake.

Study Hall Happenings

Finally Friday. I got my homework done for the day, which means that this study hall is completely free for whatever random whims I might happen to have. And so, I just got back from fighting with paper lightsabers with my genius friend Annie, who came up with this brilliantly nerdy idea.

They were red, which made me feel all wonderfully evil and sith-like, and we put up our hoods to demonstrate that. We even made lightsaber noises as we stabbed each other. Of course we fought secretly in an empty room, as I am a Star Trek fan, so I have to keep up my image. That, and I'd like to maintain what little social status I have.

But now I'm here writing this blog, because we got in trouble for making too much noise when Annie cut off my hand and I let out a quiet-ish scream in pain while denying her claim to be my father.

I love Fridays.

Shepherding the Shepherd

Ugh I am so tired. I got 5 hours of sleep, which is pretty good for most people (or maybe I’m the only one who sleeps around here), but I usually operate the best on like 10, so I’ve been acting like I’m high the whole day, according to my friends.

Anyway! The reason I’m so tired is that cute German shepherd you see above. I found her in my backyard yesterday as I was about to let my own dog out, and as soon as she saw me, she ran toward me as if totally deprived of human interaction. I couldn’t help but feel sorry for her and walk her around the neighborhood asking people if the knew whose dog she is, but no one knew.

She walked with such grace it was weird. But that’s probably because I’m used to my fat dog clunking around with about as much agility as a Vogon from Hitchhiker’s Guide. It’s just sad. The dog looks like Jabba the Hut compared to the shepherd.

So anyway after it was getting dark and I was tired from walking I stood outside my house thinking something like “what do I do what do I do what do I do” (I was home alone) before conjuring up this brilliant plan to sit outside with the dog and see if anyone comes looking for her.

They didn’t, and I ended up sitting in the cold for an hour, thinking about how idiotic of a plan it was. I hate being cold. I’d rather be hot than cold. But at least I got some homework done.

Well I finally went inside with the dog to wait for my parents to come home. I had a water dish in one hand and the laptop in the other, and somehow the two combined a little, and the bottom of my laptop got a little wet. This happened while my dog and the stray greeted each other, making me nervous about any hostility between them. I had so much on my mind I almost didn’t care about the laptop.

After the stray sniffed every corner of the house, I was finally able to get some homework done, so I fired up my laptop, which gave me an error message, beeped a little, and then started running tests on itself. I was kinda like “Wha.. what? What the crap?!” before remembering the water. Ahhhhhhh frick. I at least need the computer to last until the end of the school year, and then it can take a bath and beep and run tests and do whatever the crap it wants, because I’m getting a new one for graduation.

Well about this time my parents came home, and although they like dogs (or at least my dad does), they did not want her staying with us. So she stayed the first night. But that was after we took her to the vet to see if she had a microchip, which she does, but it wasn’t registered, which kinda defeats the purpose of the chip.

But the dog was taken in to the vet 3 weeks ago as a stray, so we were given the number of the person who found her, who then gave us the number of the owner. Yay! She’s saved! But it was getting late and we didn’t actually call the people until the morning.

So we had an extra dog for the night, which my mother wasn’t too happy about, and I named the dog because I didn’t want to call her That Dog. I know Bailey is a really common dog name, but my friend’s dog is named Bailey, and I really like that dog so I was like why not? Although now that I think about it, I wish I had named her after a dog anime character. Or maybe just a Japanese female name.

So today after school my mom and I drove Bailey to her owner’s house, who was this Mexican looking man with a little kid. Bailey put her head on my lap most of the way there. …All of 5 minutes. But it was still sad!

When dog and master were reunited, I found it slightly weird that Bailey seemed a little cautious of the man at first, especially since she was so friendly with me. And then he led her to a small, fenced in part of his yard with another smaller dog. I assume Bailey is left in there for most of the day and overnight, which is really sad because Bailey hates being alone. I secretly hope she gets out again and finds her way back to me. I’d return her of course, but not before loving her up a bit.

And apparently, Bailey doesn’t have an official name, but the man’s two-year-old calls her Christen.

Oh yeah, so yesterday when we got back from the vet, I checked on my laptop, and low and behold it had whined and screamed itself to sleep. There wasn’t an ounce of juice left in its battery. …or gram of juice, or whatever the crap the appropriate measurement is for laptop battery juice. So after plugging it in, I turned it on and it… okay well my laptop has a name: Daisuke, after the main character in DNAngel. Anyway, Daisuke was completely fine and I was able to do my homework. But it took a while to do and I ended up staying up until 1.

So that’s my big adventure, and that’s why I’m so tired today!

…I’m going to bed now.

Weigh Day

It's Sunday, which means one thing for me. Weigh day. Well, that, and Cram-All-My-Homework-for-the-Weekend-into-One-Day Day. But that's not very exciting. ...at all.

So anyway, I'm on a diet because I might have had a bit too many Reese's Peanut Butter Cups growing up, and I slowly progressed to 162 pounds before I finally said enough is enough. So now I'm paying for my blissful gluttony.

I've done pretty well so far, nearly putting a stop to snacks and chocolate (which is really hard for a woman, because I'm shunning the female's sacred food). But every once and a while I'll splurge a little, and satisfy my addiction in guilty pleasure. These sinful indulgences usually happen on the weekends, when I'm feeling pretty secure about how little I've eaten over the week.

Well this weekend I might have gotten a little too confident, so when I went to weigh myself today (as it is Weigh Day), I found I gained 1.1 pounds. Now I know it's not that bad when you're trying to maintain your weight, but I only lose about a pound a week, so it's as if I took a step backward one whole week. Crapmonkeys.

I'm trying to lose as much as I can before ACen so I won't look like a fat white lard as I'm cosplaying Near, so this is a little aggravating. But it's not the first time I've gained weight on this diet, so it only means that I need to work harder this coming week - and absolutely no splurging.

I've been on a diet for 12 weeks now, and I've lost 18 pounds. So I guess its a little more than 1 pound a week but no more than 2. I still have 24 more pounds to go before my goal of 120, and I'm hoping to lose it all before the beginning of my college years. I'm currently at 144.8. Can I do it? O the suspense! I haven't been skinny since before middle school.

Well anyway, I need to fulfill the other role Sunday plays and "celebrate" Cram-All-My-Homework-for-the-Weekend-into-One-Day Day.

Rest in peace, weekend fun, I mourn for thee.

Just Life

So today I asked my mom if I could sleep over at Alyssa's friend's (Sarah) house on the day before ACen, which would then make transportation easier for everyone. It's not like I don't know Sarah, we're just not all that close (though I'd like to know her better). I've been to her house a couple times, also. Well my mom said no right away. Wouldn't even give me an answer until I repeatedly asked "Why?" like a whiny little kid. Her reason: she didn't like me hanging out with college kids. That makes me want to go shoot baby seals. 1) I'm only about 3 or 4 weeks away from graduating, making me a college kid also. 2) Alyssa's friends have done nothing to make my mom worried about hanging in their company. Excuse me while I go bang my head against a wall.

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I feel a little better now.

So by this time I was getting just a wee bit stressed (to those of you slower people, I'm under exaggerating), but then she says she'll talk about it with my dad and get back to me. Whatever, fine, I'll move on. I mention to her that we still need to see last week's Doctor Who episode as well as this week's (yes, even my parents are nerds), but she reminds me that she said we can't watch them until I finish the math homework I was behind on from being sick. That does it. I am both offended and angry.

To put this in context for you, I have straight A's. I'm not in the least bit (well okay, maybe a little) worried about getting in my math homework before it's too late to get credit. I've had good grades ever since like.. well forever. But I've done especially well this past year. And now she thinks I need to have some kind of incentive/threat to get my homework done?! Does she not notice how hard I work every day to get to where I'm at now?! I'm one of two people graduating with distinction for crying out loud! Wow I hate mentioning my grades because it looks like I'm bragging, but I'm angry, which means I don't much care about anything else right now.

So I storm off after telling my mom how I feel and throw my own little teenage temper tantrum. Sitting on the couch curled up in a ball, my mom comes next to me to play the understanding parent. I tell her there's only room for one on this couch. She leaves immediately. I freaking hate myself. Okay well not all the time, but right now I feel like a great big jerk. Here I want to get the adult privileges that come with my age, and yet I don't act like I deserve it.

Well my mom visited me just now and after complaining about myself I feel more tolerant of other people, so I accepted her this time. It was good, because she decided that since I am an adult (but barely in my opinion), she and my dad couldn't really forbid me to go to Sarah's house. Oh, and she said we can watch Doctor Who. My math homework continues to sit idling by, waiting to be done.

And I don't give a crap about it right now. xD

I can't stand people who complain about their lives all the time, so these kinds of posts will be kept to a strict minimum. And so I leave on a reflective note after a happy ending: Life isn't all that bad - just when it is.

Fullmetal Alchemist: Brotherhood ep 53

AAAAHHHHHHRRRRRGGGGGAH! It's at times like these when I wish I had read the manga rather than just watching it. I just watched the latest episode of FMA, which was wonderful, but now I think I'm going to explode from sheer desire to know what happens next. My hypothesis: Roy Mustang is Envy - not Hawkeye (I'm so proud of myself for knowing most people's names in this anime). Because.. they kinda make it look like Hawkeye is Envy, but I have one of those feelings I get when the show is falsely implying stuff. So I must be right. xD

Speaking of FMA, once ACen is past, I wanna try to get some earrings like Winry's, and then I'll get my ears pierced for the first time (I know, I just never really cared before), and then I'll have awesome ears like Winry's! I'm waiting until after ACen because I know when you first get your ears pierced you have to wear the earrings for a while and I don't want that to interfere with my costumes. I also don't want to have to deal with them at ACen, since I'll be brand new at this weird earlobe poking ritual our culture does.

Or maybe I'm just putting off the pain... heheh...

Thursdays...

I’ve always thought Thursdays are special. Not only is it the last day before Friday, the last night of homework (and the most intense), and the first day when we roll over the peak of the week—the half way point, but it’s also the day when Arthur Dent witnessed the destruction of Earth, as well as his little town house he had refused to let collapse. Ah Hitchhiker’s Guide, there is no word strong enough to describe your brilliance.

And now because of the series, every Thursday I think about Arthur Dent, and in every math class I have to correct my thinking before I write “42” for every answer. And every once in a while, I contemplate the very existence of the Restaurant at the End of the Universe, and how the problems with time travel work out so that the restaurant doesn’t have to be the size of a small galaxy in order to house every person from every planet from every point in time, when I realize that it’s just a fictional story, and the restaurant can’t exist anyway.

I reality. It kills the imagination, and yet inspires it at the same time. What a depressing contradiction. ...now I feel like Marvin.