I've been a wreck today.
I woke up at the time I normally do, but with a sense of fear and worry given how my night ended. I then did what I normally do whenever I'm bothered by something.
I played video games.
I finished the story portion of Final Fantasy Tactics a while back, so I opted for another RPG this time around. I dug out the game Rhapsody. I really forgot why I bought this, only to be soon reminded that I was insane at the time to buy what was gimmiced as the first musical RPG. Let me say that this isn't like any Disney musical cartoon. No, this is far worst than that.
In any case, it kept me stable as I was trotting around as a little country girl that talks to puppets in her spare time when she isn't daydreaming about a prince. Have I been a straight boy playing this game, I would feel uncomfortible with this plotline. I guess it's one of the perks of being gay that I was unaware of. I'm surprised as to how fast I compleated the game. This game was definately designed for the little girls that buy Barbie games.
So did it help me overcome this worry that plagues me as I type even now?
No.
I really hope I see the guys tonight. Finding out what's going on with them is the only thing that will help me.
Also, apparently I've been really worried about them, cause mom said I look skinnier. Uhm, thanks?
Friday, January 31, 2003
I'm worried tonight/this morning.
I was talking to the guys tonight when all of a sudden I got this weird feeling that something is going on. Something bad. Something very wrong. I can't give details out as to what it was that gave me this feeling, which sucks, really, cause you're probibly scratching your heads if not saying "It can't be that bad, can it?" I'm sorry, I wish I could tell you more.
All I know is that I'm probibly not going to get enough sleep tonight right now.
I was talking to the guys tonight when all of a sudden I got this weird feeling that something is going on. Something bad. Something very wrong. I can't give details out as to what it was that gave me this feeling, which sucks, really, cause you're probibly scratching your heads if not saying "It can't be that bad, can it?" I'm sorry, I wish I could tell you more.
All I know is that I'm probibly not going to get enough sleep tonight right now.
Thursday, January 30, 2003
Today I closed my bank account. Reson being that it was pointless to keep it open if I'll only end up losing money instead of gaining any due to maintiance charges. I mean, the whole point of having a bank account was to be able to make money, not lose it. At least in my savings account I won't lose any money due to maintiance fees or anything like that.
Right now, I'm tuned into Toonami. The first time in a long time. During a commercial break during Zoids: Choatic Century, they ran an ad for .hack//sign. I'm surprised the got .hack//sign to begin with! I heard some amazing things about it. The basic plot is that online video games have evolved into a full sensory experiance. One player gets too obessed with the gaming world that he hacks is way into the game. The problem is he can't log out.
First Cowboy Bebop now .hack//sign. It's like Cartoon Network is reading my mind or something.
Right now, I'm tuned into Toonami. The first time in a long time. During a commercial break during Zoids: Choatic Century, they ran an ad for .hack//sign. I'm surprised the got .hack//sign to begin with! I heard some amazing things about it. The basic plot is that online video games have evolved into a full sensory experiance. One player gets too obessed with the gaming world that he hacks is way into the game. The problem is he can't log out.
First Cowboy Bebop now .hack//sign. It's like Cartoon Network is reading my mind or something.
Wednesday, January 29, 2003
I have never laughed so hard or have ever been so embarassed for someone like I was tonight.
Because I just had to watch it, I tuned in for The Mole. The show just seemed to be up Erik's ally. Surfing is his best sport! He just loves it! But he didn't get to do it at first. He had to do the hula in drag! That's right, the guy that I've been cursed to run into for whatever reason on television or movies had to dress in drag. I have never laughed so hard in my life! It was too funny and too painful to watch him do the hula in drag for 30 minutes!
Meanwhile, Kathy Griffin had to get up on a surfboard and stay up for about 5 seconds. Why is it she couldn't and the supermodel was? I don't know. Maybe it's because she said that she's never used her legs just as much as she did then or whatever.
As a way to redeam the money, Erik got to surf! Yes! The moment I've wanted to see after hearing about how good he is!
And what a disappointment!
Okay, so it wasn't that bad. I mean, hell, it's a whole lot better than I can ever do. Still, for someone that loves to surf whenever he can, you would think he would know better than to surf into the rocks.
The next contest was a test of wits. Erik has been the victem of type-casting. It seems his looks fit him into that pretty boy that's all looks and no brains. No wonder he wants to get out of the Disney company and try newer, bigger things. Here, though, he just totally blew away his type-casting persona! The guy just totally blew pass all the brain teasers and the questions to earn him an immunity from the "execution", and the best part he kept it after doing a memory game with two decks of playing cards.
That's my boy!
It should be interesting next week. If I'm right, he's probibly the mole. Hey, it's either him or the reality-show-buff Kathy.
Because I just had to watch it, I tuned in for The Mole. The show just seemed to be up Erik's ally. Surfing is his best sport! He just loves it! But he didn't get to do it at first. He had to do the hula in drag! That's right, the guy that I've been cursed to run into for whatever reason on television or movies had to dress in drag. I have never laughed so hard in my life! It was too funny and too painful to watch him do the hula in drag for 30 minutes!
Meanwhile, Kathy Griffin had to get up on a surfboard and stay up for about 5 seconds. Why is it she couldn't and the supermodel was? I don't know. Maybe it's because she said that she's never used her legs just as much as she did then or whatever.
As a way to redeam the money, Erik got to surf! Yes! The moment I've wanted to see after hearing about how good he is!
And what a disappointment!
Okay, so it wasn't that bad. I mean, hell, it's a whole lot better than I can ever do. Still, for someone that loves to surf whenever he can, you would think he would know better than to surf into the rocks.
The next contest was a test of wits. Erik has been the victem of type-casting. It seems his looks fit him into that pretty boy that's all looks and no brains. No wonder he wants to get out of the Disney company and try newer, bigger things. Here, though, he just totally blew away his type-casting persona! The guy just totally blew pass all the brain teasers and the questions to earn him an immunity from the "execution", and the best part he kept it after doing a memory game with two decks of playing cards.
That's my boy!
It should be interesting next week. If I'm right, he's probibly the mole. Hey, it's either him or the reality-show-buff Kathy.
Monday, January 27, 2003
Damn, this wrist rest is cold!
Last night, once again, I was forced to sleep downstairs. It was 10 degrees outside. I thought that today I would be woken by the same rude sounds.
Actually, for some reason, everyone was really polite. I still couldn't sleep as soon as I heard my dad drop the butterknife in the sink, but at least that was better than the last few times I've slept down here.
I'll be sleeping down here again because it's going to be another cold night.
I hope they are as good about my sleep tomorrow like they were today.
Last night, once again, I was forced to sleep downstairs. It was 10 degrees outside. I thought that today I would be woken by the same rude sounds.
Actually, for some reason, everyone was really polite. I still couldn't sleep as soon as I heard my dad drop the butterknife in the sink, but at least that was better than the last few times I've slept down here.
I'll be sleeping down here again because it's going to be another cold night.
I hope they are as good about my sleep tomorrow like they were today.
Saturday, January 25, 2003
I just came back from hunting down Watkins Institute.
I must say, the place has really grown since I was last there in their Youth Art Program (YAP). We used to have to share rooms with other classes. Now, they have five different departments without having to share any rooms with anyone outside of their department! They also have an Interior Design department, which they claim has always been there. I don't remember them every having one when I went as a YAP student.
It's very impressive to say the least.
I must say, the place has really grown since I was last there in their Youth Art Program (YAP). We used to have to share rooms with other classes. Now, they have five different departments without having to share any rooms with anyone outside of their department! They also have an Interior Design department, which they claim has always been there. I don't remember them every having one when I went as a YAP student.
It's very impressive to say the least.
Yup, I was right. Another rude awakening.
This time around, it wasn't my family yelling and stuff. It was my dad grinding coffee. Actually, he never made it to the grinding part as I got up and when to my room risking hypothermia as soon as I heard the coffee beans hit the container.
Did I meantion that I hate sleeping downstairs?
This time around, it wasn't my family yelling and stuff. It was my dad grinding coffee. Actually, he never made it to the grinding part as I got up and when to my room risking hypothermia as soon as I heard the coffee beans hit the container.
Did I meantion that I hate sleeping downstairs?
Friday, January 24, 2003
My head hurts for more reasons than one.
Last night, I was forced to sleep downstairs becaues it was going to be negative one outside. That's a new record low for the area. The reason was because my room is poorly insulated. We tried to save money by insulating it ourselves. Big mistake. Now, in the winter, I can feel the temprature outside as well as the heat during the summer. At least I don't feel the humidity.
This morning, I couldn't sleep on the couch at all cause my family kept yelling at each other over this and that. Mostly from what I remember about why so-and-so isn't ready to go. I knew they talked louded, but come on! I was sleeping right there in front of them, and what goes and happens? Plates clanking, yelling, mircowave beepping, doors opening and closing. I was lucky enough to actually get some sleep after they all left!
Five hours later, I woke up to my aunt having lunch. It's her day off, so that's nothing new. Knowing that it must be warmer in my room by now, I dragged my body up there and slept a few more hours to make up for this morning's chaos.
I had the strangest dream while I was sleeping too. I dreamed I was a member of this mafia group, only I was the kid that didn't know the ropes let alone how to fire a gun straight! It looked like it was taking place in some beach city with a trolly system. The strangest part was the fact that they, the boss, sent me to cornor this guy that they were chasing that looked like none other than Leonardo DiCaprio. I don't know. I'm just glad I don't remember much of that dream right now.
When I woke up again, it was nearly three or so in the afternoon, so I had a late lunch. Deep fried shrimp egg rolls! Four of them!! Apparently, according to my aunt, the shrimp and the cabbage absorbed some of the oil. That combined with gulps of water and trying to surpress belches cause some minor indigestion. Nothing some TV couldn't cure, right?
My room was colder than when I left it. I turned on that dinky and poor excuse for a heater to try and warm up. I ended up shivering next to it for about 10 minutes. I figured I needed a distraction from the cold, so I turned on one of my video games and played that as I was trying to heat up. I thought that the stomache ache would go away, but what ended up happening somewhere between beating up the fifth Time Mage I came across and saving my game was that the pain just transfered to my head.
Today's been lousy.
Last night, I was forced to sleep downstairs becaues it was going to be negative one outside. That's a new record low for the area. The reason was because my room is poorly insulated. We tried to save money by insulating it ourselves. Big mistake. Now, in the winter, I can feel the temprature outside as well as the heat during the summer. At least I don't feel the humidity.
This morning, I couldn't sleep on the couch at all cause my family kept yelling at each other over this and that. Mostly from what I remember about why so-and-so isn't ready to go. I knew they talked louded, but come on! I was sleeping right there in front of them, and what goes and happens? Plates clanking, yelling, mircowave beepping, doors opening and closing. I was lucky enough to actually get some sleep after they all left!
Five hours later, I woke up to my aunt having lunch. It's her day off, so that's nothing new. Knowing that it must be warmer in my room by now, I dragged my body up there and slept a few more hours to make up for this morning's chaos.
I had the strangest dream while I was sleeping too. I dreamed I was a member of this mafia group, only I was the kid that didn't know the ropes let alone how to fire a gun straight! It looked like it was taking place in some beach city with a trolly system. The strangest part was the fact that they, the boss, sent me to cornor this guy that they were chasing that looked like none other than Leonardo DiCaprio. I don't know. I'm just glad I don't remember much of that dream right now.
When I woke up again, it was nearly three or so in the afternoon, so I had a late lunch. Deep fried shrimp egg rolls! Four of them!! Apparently, according to my aunt, the shrimp and the cabbage absorbed some of the oil. That combined with gulps of water and trying to surpress belches cause some minor indigestion. Nothing some TV couldn't cure, right?
My room was colder than when I left it. I turned on that dinky and poor excuse for a heater to try and warm up. I ended up shivering next to it for about 10 minutes. I figured I needed a distraction from the cold, so I turned on one of my video games and played that as I was trying to heat up. I thought that the stomache ache would go away, but what ended up happening somewhere between beating up the fifth Time Mage I came across and saving my game was that the pain just transfered to my head.
Today's been lousy.
