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Since my searches for a nice picture of paine as a samurai have failed miserably, I've come across a new thing to do.
Well, besides finishing this bottle of bawls (does that explain why I'm still awake?). On top of water. On top of coke. You can't drink bawls right after coke, it ruins the flavor (which you get full throttle after you chill it and get all the carbonation out. It ruins the effect, but you get top-notch flavor).
Anyways, I figured 'manohman, just how well do people that've friended me on lj really know me?' Well, except all the toccers and stuff.
so weee!:D
Hi, my name is Allison. I turned fifteen back on December 7th, and I live in Arkansas. Don't get me wrong, it's a great place, but the lack of a real distinction between city and country is annoying at times. You don't have hard-core townage like in say NY or cali, but you don't have pure country like up in montana (bear in mind I've never been to any of these places:P)
Simpler: you don't have a great place to shop, but you can't really see the stars all that well.
Anyways, at school, when the new semester starts, I'll be in speech(finished beginning art), pre-ap algebra I, pre-ap english 9, physical science, art I, band(:D), and civics.
In order of love/hate, it goes somewhat like this: Band, Math, English, Civics, Physical Science. Note that speech and art I aren't on there, because I haven't taken them yet:P This list reflects the joy I get out of the class, not necessarily what we actually learn. If that were the case, it'd be more like: band, physical science, math, english, civics.
I don't like having to watch the news more than I do. Tv is a waste of time. The tube could be used for much nicer things, such as playing video games.
My favorite games are pretty much limited to two platforms: NES (original), and PS2. I don't really care for computer games unless they're played on emus^^ (if you count emus though, then snes and vba would be included^^)
On Nintendo: Super mario brothers (all of them! I've beaten SMB1,3 and 2.. not really sure what 2's name is, but you pull a lot of mushrooms:P) Of course, I haven't played them in years, and I beat then with the infinitely useful game genie codes (aaah.. infinte lives.. skywalking.. 'stay big':D) Simon's Quest was pretty good (the second one) World cup soccer was just weird@.@;
Snes: Final Fantasy 5! My first rpg.. oh I loved it. I still do. But I don't know how I had the patience to play it all. Going back to save spots, it seems so hard@.@;; Faris is cool, Galuf was cool, Bartz is uber-cool^^ Lenna r0ked. I just dun really get that other chick.. the blonde one, Cara I think. Gilgamesh is hilarious though^^ 'Excalipur'
FF4-- I didn't get into it at first. Then after a few months, I decided to play it and got quite a way through and quit again. Then I picked it back up and ended up beating it@.@ I didn't like it anywhere as good as I did ff5 though^^
PS2-- Only two I've played so far are FFX and X-2^^;; I tried LOTR:TTT, but gave up after dying repeatedly^^;;;
X and X-2 I simply adore.. As a lot of the toccer know, Auron is obsessively cool^^;; I found myself relating the plot line of ffx the other day to a friend, and suddenly realized just how indepth it went@.@; Scary. I've beaten it twice, and started replaying it a third time, while retaining spots in my second game (working on getting the monster arena completed, beat it, then went back and was like 'wait a minute, where'd all those spells go that i had?' ^^) It's rather fun trying to get Tidus to adore Lulu, and very amusing:D X-2- I'm in the middle, well, towards the en.. no the middle, if you count that theoretical new game+ that i haven't run into yet@.@, of beating. It's a lot more light hearted, but I was surprised by how serious it gets@.@ The music is nice, reminds me of the trance!matrix stuff sometimes, but it gets repetitive in a way that FFX's didn't. What really gets me though is that the stupid save sphere's aren't in the same spots-_-
VBA: Final Fantasy Tactics-Advanced is just about my only exposure to this.. But I liked it pretty well. The sprites were cute, and the battle system pretty neat^^ Though I got tired of not finding anything to spend money on-_-
Essentially, my favorite games are the ones I *want* to go back and play again. Like FFX, FFV, FFTA, Mario, Simon's Quest..
Similarly, the same goes for books.
My favorite series are probably the following: Harry Potter, His Dark Materials, So You Want to Be a Wizard, A Series of Unfortunate Events, the Hitchhiker's Guide to the Galaxy, Discworld (though not strictly a series), and various Dirk Pitt books (also not strictly a series).
Like I said, if I *want* to go back and reexperience a game or a book, it's good in my opinion. After I finished HP-OotP, I was restless for a week while my mom read it, because I couldn't stand being out of that universe and back in mine (teaches me for reading it all in one night). After I picked it back up and read through a couple of chapters, I felt better, and I may or may not have read it since.. (can't remember@.@). I recently reread the SYWtbaW series. I find it amusing that it's listed in the non-fic section in my library, not to mention the fact that I even saw it. I was in the row over from my favorite row in the non-fiction section, and I just saw it. And this is a black book with simple gold lettering. Ironic, considering what happens in the first few chapters. In my seventh grade art-class, my teacher was talking about design, and that if you designed a book that had a black cover with black words, no one would probably want to read it. Of course, I piped up and said that I *had* seen a similar book, and read it and enjoyed it, and she replied that she wasn't surprised at all. A series of unfortunate events holds little reread value for me, (except the unauthorized autobiography.. *that* I enjoyed^^), but the last one I thought much better than the rest on the whole^^ HHG2G is just vast, and although I hate how it ends, everything right up until the ending is hilariously enjoyable^^. in discworld, I'm rather fond of Sam Vimes (especially in nightwatch), as well as william de worde;) Ironic that they should be two who would be constantly at each others' throats if they were in the situation.
Good grief, I just realized it's 3:30.
I've heard a lot of good stuff about Neil Gaiman, reputed friend and cowhort to pTerry, and I'd like to read some of his stuff sometime, if I can find it somewhere.. Of course, I haven't had time at all to delve deeply into the rennovated Hastings, so that'll come some time^^
Dirk pitt is nice, for adventure novels, though I'd almost prefer the abridged versions, just because there's so much less meaningless sex in them.. Since our middle school library has a ton of abridged books like this, and it's where I first found these works of clive cusslers, I almost prefer the Dirk I thought I knew:P
Of course, I didn't realize they were abridged until I had an ar quiz that informed me one of the characters had a sex-change operation. In a book I'd reread three times to waste time.
Some times, I'll read stuff just for the sake of reading. Not necessarily anything I'm interested in, but whatever's available. When I was younger, I'd get one of my books, and read it cover to cover. Including copyright information, author notes, advertising, the works. Of course, my material is a bit more time consuming, so I don't do that to often, but hey:P
Of course, I also read for the sake of learning.
In sixth grade, I thought 'hmm, it would be cool and maybe useful to know a number system that isn't base ten, and since binary only has two digits, it should be pretty cool." so I grabbed the relevant world book encyclopedia from '90, and studied the two or three pages they devoted to binary, and committed most of it to memory. As a result, I can do calculations, and convert simple ascii text to binary. But I can't for the world read it. I have to go through set by set and convert it. I had been wanting to learn to write in it for ages after sixth grade, and over the summer, being introduced to thinkgeek.com, I was awake at around this time of night staring at the 'you are dumb' binary t-shirt. I wanted to know why I didn't know how to write the letters that were supposed on it. I decided there had to be a pattern, and I ended up staring at it for five more minutes before I discovered it.
yes, I know it's practically completely useless, but ain't it cool?
I've tried a couple of times to start to learn a couple of languages.. namely french.. spanish doesn't interest me. If all the mexicans are going to come to our place cramped up in their vans making themselves the point of ridicule of the people that've lived here for generations, they can at least learn the sole official language..
Not that I don't like mexicans, they're nice people as people, but as a race, they're just the general direction of score and resentment, much like islamic people are, and, shameful to say, black people.
At this point, I'd like to mention how my first real best friend was black, and that my first love was islamic:P It's not my fault if I don't really know any mexicans-_-
Anyways, french has always intrigued me^^ I know the basics behind it's pronunciation, and a couple of words, but not much else.. if only my school offered french-_- Although, they might in coming years; I'm only a freshman, I still have three years:D
Poetry is useless. I have no patience for it. If you write a poem with your feelings, I could understand a lot better and feel your feelings a lot more effectively through prose. I mean, rhyming is nice, but meter is important. If you're going to make art with it, might as well give it rhythm and call it music.
But I don't have patience for poetry. I mean, I can write it when it's necessary, and when forced to, I'll read it; I can read it with emotion. But I don't really care. I'd rather being singing it, or reciting the words.. not something in the middle.
Ah, so we come to music. You may have already gathered that I'm extremely fond of this
I'm in band at school. I've been in band since sixth grade. I've been in senior high band for a year and a half now. I love it. I play the xylophone. This is in the same range as the marimba and bells set:P When necessary, I can play auxilary percussion, or even snare. Never really tried quads or timpani, except when forced (region...) I've marched two parades on snare, two on cymbal, and one (mercifully) on bass drum. Of course, those two parades on snare killed my shoulders. Utterly. Even practicing region material on *marimba* for a while, they'd start to ache. *twitches* And that was about a week later. And the parades were two weeks apart@.@; Wait a minute.. no, that's not right, it was three parades on snare; vet's day, christmas, and homecoming.. Good grief, no wonder I was sore@.@ (from november 8th, to dec 4th, to dec 12th or so).
Anyways, of course, I can read music. I've tried my hand at writing it. Nothing complex, just melodies I get in my head. Year or two ago, I had this one in my head that I could've sworn I heard somewhere, and everyone I asked thought it was familiar too, but no one could place it. I still don't know what it was.
Heh, maybe it was because in kindergarten, I'd sit in the corner with the tape player and listen to one song over and over^^ Man, kindergarten was the good days. We'd talk to my teacher about what she'd do when she grew up, and we'd argue she was already grown up, we'd sit on the rug after lunch and listen to her read the boxcar children, we learnt our numbers (I assume I was number illiterate before this time, but I'm not sure. I think I could read.. meh) and how to add them, we went to the moon, ate sky, and walked in snow. I still remember sitting at the green table cutting out our letter for the day. I can still say the alphabet backwards (z, y, x...) And I still remember the feeligns i got from music from that time. Three songs in particular I remember; one was a rap my sister let me listen to once, it had all these children's stories things in it, but I don't remember them other than old mc donald, another was a song that was played on the radio a lot, it always conjured up a picture of some lady walking through blue gates up in the sky, sorta like heaven, but no where close, and the third was 'I Swear'. Then there was that song I'd listen to in the corner^^
More modern music.. My favorite bands are probably Coldplay, System of a Down, They Might Be Giants and... Sloppymeateaters. Yeah, you've probably only heard of about half of those. But I love them all. Clocks, The Scientist, ATWA, Forest, Ana Ng, Escape, and Why Do I Breathe are all beautiful.. Most of those specifically I fell in love with the first time I heard them; I definitely did with clocks, atwa, ana ng, and escape.
Other bands I'm fond of, but not quite so far gone with are Rancid, Styx, Evanescence, Eurythmics, Kansas, CCR, Zdob si Zdub(makes me want to learn romanian^^), blue oyster cult, goldfrapp, AFI, Rammstein, Golden Earring, Gus Gus, Hootie and the Blowfish, Napoleonic complex(whom I wish every luck in their beginnings!) Simon and Garfunkle, Ayumi Hamasaki, Eve6, pink Floyd, Depeche Mode, Nobuo Uematsu (;)), Tom Petty, Tatu, Parallel (USA), All-American Rejects, Jan Van der Roost, Weezer, Queen, Creed, Brisk and Trixxy, Neil Young, Three doors down, Third Eye blind, Mercy Me, Electric Light Orchestra, the eagles, beethoven, and Alien Ant Farm:)
Yes, I know that at least three of those are only composers:P And some are single artists, but I love them all. Else they wouldn't be on this playlist right now.
My little secret, my full winamp playlist has about 1050 songs on it, some are duplicated, and some are just recordings I've made myself, but it's my playlist, and I love it to death. I've been cultivating it for about two years now, and often, the songs are in an order I'd prefer over any other on any other playlist, cd, or track list of any sort. They're engrained in my head, and my dad has listened to it through the walls so many times, many of them are engraved similarly on his mind.
Right now, music I'm playing, as in myself, making noise, is the region tryout music (or rather, I *should* be), as well as a couple of songs from Final Fantasy X. Music is a lot of stuff to me. Sometimes I'll sit at the piano and get mad at myself because I can't put anything I feel into the proper notes, but instead I must rely on other people to do so.
Luckily I've never had that happen with the xylophone^^ I'm probably more intune with it, though I've played the piano longer. When you start breaking your back carrying a marching xylophone too heavy to actually march with, so it has a stand instead, around to the gym and back before the buses leave, or to the field at competition or a football game, you start to relish your time with it on the ground. I happen to know that our xylophone at school is only a couple of years younger than I am, that it was one of the first instruments my director bought when he came to our school, that some sod stuck a piece of gum in one of the lowest resonators (note- not pipes, *resonators*), that the resonators can be removed, that the paint was once black, but now practicing outside and rough handling is revealing it's really just a dark plum color, that the paint *does* chip, especially when it's store with it's keys on bottom of the percussion cart to spare the aforementioned resonators, that it broke my heart when it fell to the ground during a football game because of an increasingly large originally hair-line crack along one side, that it has a beautiful metal plate riveted to its side so that afore mentioned falling doesn't accur again^^, and that marimba mallets sound *great* for a dreamy watery tone on it's keys.
It also has the notes written on the bottom side of the keys, but that's secret;)
Joy, it's now 4:15.
At my hogwarts rpg I go to regularly, Magic Hogwarts, I'm rather known as the resident doller. Dolling of course, is usually the practice of using a naked body that someone else, with better proportions than you, has drawn and usually colored, free to use, with the only price being a link to their site, and drawing clothes on it. of course, my own site, snowy-day is pretty much centered around my dolling, which is why I have this lj I share with the wonderful meekah^^.
I guess I mostly took up dolling because I couldn't be good enough at any other form of art I tried. My reasoning being, 'okay, I can't really draw all that well, and I can't really color stuff on the computer all that well.. maybe I can do better with a mixture of the two..' Of course, that isn't at all what I thought, I just made it up just now, but it sounds cool.
In acutally, it's horrible logic, to take the two worst aspects and throw them together to hope for something good. But somehow, it worked. Of course, that might simply be the product of two years of practice, but that's not as romanticized;P
For someone that is so bad at drawing and general art as I am, it's rather surprising that I like it so much. Being in art class is my excuse for having to make art, no matter how slowly I have to do it. I need to scan some of the stuff I was allowed to take home so far-- it's the first stuff in years that I've sincerely liked. Ha, I worked hard to pay for half of my scanner when I was in sixth grade (why does everything seem to revolve around sixth grade? @.@;; oh yeah.. the year I discovered mh^^ and wofs...) I rarely use it now, but I don't count it at all as a failed investment. Instead, it's actually given me a chance to suceed in online art. Without it, I might not have been so inspired by the CG artists I used to know so much better, sorta anyways.. Why on earth did I ever loose that postcard priscella sent me-_-. Anyways, if I hadn't been inspired by CG, paint programs would've held much less allure for me, because, what could i imagine that I could create? And without this, why would I doll? And manohman, why do I have to be so egotistical.. I'd love to be noticed for dolling, but since I'm not, I can only imagine that I've yet to discover something.. So I guess I"ll just have to keep searching for that..
And manohman, am I *ever* egotistical. Dont' listen to people like austin, he doesn't wottith of what he sayth, I *am* self-centered, and it bothers me-_- Of course, I also like to talk on and on about little things.. Ask my dad when he's trying to read while I'm playing final fantasy. I have a habit of narrating what I'm doing, with respective groans and shouts of glory, when bad or good stuff happens.
I also pay attention to coincidences@.@;;;
Coincidences are my superstition. The rest of it I find amusing at most, black cats are soft and glisteny, friday the thirteenths are to be marvelled at because of their scarcity, and ladders are fun to climb on. But coincidences, *especially* those that I accidentally mention as possibly happening before they happen (-_-) I pay attention to. I know there's probably nothing what so ever to be found in them, but they're fun, to analyze and to look through.
However, they dont' prove anything. And anything that I say jokingly, or lightly that ends up happening I get slightly freaked about. My mom has this stuff, she tries to combine new age with christianity, and I don't see how it can work. She tried to make a basket of semi-precious stones to help my nephew get through his liver cancer.. and well, he's still dead, and he still has been for almost two years..
er, she's the type that would be willing to believe I have a gift of prophecy, but I don't buy into it. Prophets should know what they're doing, as God would command them to. As of yet, I've yet to see any of that in me, so I'm assuming thus far that they're all coincidences.
But one thing that isn't a coincidence is the Bible. As far as I'm concerned, it's accurate, and should be followed:P More or less strictly.. Less when I'm not feeling as devoted as I should, and more when I realize just how close and real damnation is@.@;;
I dun particularly care what you think of your religion, in my book, if you don't love 'the Lord your God, with all your heart, mind, strength, and with all your soul', and 'believeth on jesus christ', you're probably damned. Heck, I'm probably damned too, though I try my best to trust and believe.. Ah friggin'.. One of my more desparable shortcomings I see in myself is my lack of committment. I'm too good at procrastinating at anything, at being conceited, at not giving up stuff I know is wrong. And I figure, the only way I can over come this is with the willingness of Jesus to cover this sins so that it's as if they never were..
I'm sure all that's offended a ton of people. But you know? I don't really care. I'll respect your religion, but I still think it's wrong, unless it's mine. Really crazy of me, yeah, I know, sorta hypocritical, and stuff.. but yeah.. whatever. You're allowed yours, and I'm allowed mine. You think I'm wrong, so we're equal, right?
And now, since I can't think of anything else but the remaining physical attributes, and because it's about twenty 'til five, I'll stop after this short section:
age: 15+30 odd days,
hair color: dark brown. Not black, not close to it. Length? about five/six inches below shoulder. It's rather straight, with a few small waves, and it gets oily way too fast-_- (darn you dad) it's all the same length all around pretty much, with a simple part in the middle.. I tried one night for a side part, but it didn't go over too well.
weight: more or less around 150. more around now, less when I'm much more active and less hungry.
height: five eight? I really have no idea.. other than it's around in there. People are surprised when I say that, so maybe I should get measured somewhere officially..
Ethnic background: according to parental lore, my parents on my mom's side are Scotch-Irish, my grandmother used to live in Michigan, and someone named 'O'Jones' came to the U.S. in the mid 1800s. On my dad's side, apparently my grandma is french indian. Other than that, I have no clue.
Eye color: beloved green/brown hazel^^ My dad's eyes have a lot more green, and my mom's are blue. Go figure.
foot size: somewhere between 10.5 and 11 wide width. Really hard to buy shoes that fit. Most stores rarely stock 10½, let alone wide.
Stature: probably medium frame, people tell me not to slump, but I don't, not really, unless I'm sitting. I have no need for those formal shoulder pads that pad out your shoulders, my mom calls it the 'jones woman's shoulder'
Skin: Very light. Tendency to sunburn. I used to have a lot of freckles, but since I quit being in the sun a lot, they sorta went away.. Even when I go get in the sun, like for marching band or softball, they still don't really come out. One summer, I counted the freckles on my left index toe. There's about twenty. In about one square centimeter. And there aren't any on any other toe. Why this is, is beyond me. But it's sorta cool:) The only self-inflicted scars I have are from picking at scabs, and they fade fairly quickly. Prominient scarring I have are these: on my right foot between third and fourth toe: a knife cut, from a doctor removing a piece of hogwire I accidentally got shoved there by walking with sandals around recently dug up ground. V. painful. I got to crawl to my mom for the first time in years. *twitch* I also got out of school for a week. On back of left thigh: a mostly faded slash from barbed wire. Moral of this story: never go climbing in a mamosa tree with cowboy boots on, *especially* if it's positioned right about a barbed wire fence and you're wearing shorts. Even red and white checkered shirts show blood stains. On left pinky: This one is probably my favorite. I got it about two years ago. Mom asked me to feed the cat, and I went into the cat room (dad's computer room) to open a can, and *jumps slightly at the memory* okay, I'll have to hold my pinky now.. friggin' memory.. I felt a slight pressure on my pinky, but didn't think anything of it, then I looked down, saw the puddle and screamed. First time I bled on the kitchen floor. Phew.. okay, now my right hand's a bit tired from typing that by itself, but heck. Anyways, why this is my favorite I have *twitch* no idea.. I guess it's because it defines my pinky. I mean, it's prominent, it "half way cuts my pinky halfway in half"
I'm tired. Good night, Seattle.
Since my searches for a nice picture of paine as a samurai have failed miserably, I've come across a new thing to do.
Well, besides finishing this bottle of bawls (does that explain why I'm still awake?). On top of water. On top of coke. You can't drink bawls right after coke, it ruins the flavor (which you get full throttle after you chill it and get all the carbonation out. It ruins the effect, but you get top-notch flavor).
Anyways, I figured 'manohman, just how well do people that've friended me on lj really know me?' Well, except all the toccers and stuff.
so weee!:D
Hi, my name is Allison. I turned fifteen back on December 7th, and I live in Arkansas. Don't get me wrong, it's a great place, but the lack of a real distinction between city and country is annoying at times. You don't have hard-core townage like in say NY or cali, but you don't have pure country like up in montana (bear in mind I've never been to any of these places:P)
Simpler: you don't have a great place to shop, but you can't really see the stars all that well.
Anyways, at school, when the new semester starts, I'll be in speech(finished beginning art), pre-ap algebra I, pre-ap english 9, physical science, art I, band(:D), and civics.
In order of love/hate, it goes somewhat like this: Band, Math, English, Civics, Physical Science. Note that speech and art I aren't on there, because I haven't taken them yet:P This list reflects the joy I get out of the class, not necessarily what we actually learn. If that were the case, it'd be more like: band, physical science, math, english, civics.
I don't like having to watch the news more than I do. Tv is a waste of time. The tube could be used for much nicer things, such as playing video games.
My favorite games are pretty much limited to two platforms: NES (original), and PS2. I don't really care for computer games unless they're played on emus^^ (if you count emus though, then snes and vba would be included^^)
On Nintendo: Super mario brothers (all of them! I've beaten SMB1,3 and 2.. not really sure what 2's name is, but you pull a lot of mushrooms:P) Of course, I haven't played them in years, and I beat then with the infinitely useful game genie codes (aaah.. infinte lives.. skywalking.. 'stay big':D) Simon's Quest was pretty good (the second one) World cup soccer was just weird@.@;
Snes: Final Fantasy 5! My first rpg.. oh I loved it. I still do. But I don't know how I had the patience to play it all. Going back to save spots, it seems so hard@.@;; Faris is cool, Galuf was cool, Bartz is uber-cool^^ Lenna r0ked. I just dun really get that other chick.. the blonde one, Cara I think. Gilgamesh is hilarious though^^ 'Excalipur'
FF4-- I didn't get into it at first. Then after a few months, I decided to play it and got quite a way through and quit again. Then I picked it back up and ended up beating it@.@ I didn't like it anywhere as good as I did ff5 though^^
PS2-- Only two I've played so far are FFX and X-2^^;; I tried LOTR:TTT, but gave up after dying repeatedly^^;;;
X and X-2 I simply adore.. As a lot of the toccer know, Auron is obsessively cool^^;; I found myself relating the plot line of ffx the other day to a friend, and suddenly realized just how indepth it went@.@; Scary. I've beaten it twice, and started replaying it a third time, while retaining spots in my second game (working on getting the monster arena completed, beat it, then went back and was like 'wait a minute, where'd all those spells go that i had?' ^^) It's rather fun trying to get Tidus to adore Lulu, and very amusing:D X-2- I'm in the middle, well, towards the en.. no the middle, if you count that theoretical new game+ that i haven't run into yet@.@, of beating. It's a lot more light hearted, but I was surprised by how serious it gets@.@ The music is nice, reminds me of the trance!matrix stuff sometimes, but it gets repetitive in a way that FFX's didn't. What really gets me though is that the stupid save sphere's aren't in the same spots-_-
VBA: Final Fantasy Tactics-Advanced is just about my only exposure to this.. But I liked it pretty well. The sprites were cute, and the battle system pretty neat^^ Though I got tired of not finding anything to spend money on-_-
Essentially, my favorite games are the ones I *want* to go back and play again. Like FFX, FFV, FFTA, Mario, Simon's Quest..
Similarly, the same goes for books.
My favorite series are probably the following: Harry Potter, His Dark Materials, So You Want to Be a Wizard, A Series of Unfortunate Events, the Hitchhiker's Guide to the Galaxy, Discworld (though not strictly a series), and various Dirk Pitt books (also not strictly a series).
Like I said, if I *want* to go back and reexperience a game or a book, it's good in my opinion. After I finished HP-OotP, I was restless for a week while my mom read it, because I couldn't stand being out of that universe and back in mine (teaches me for reading it all in one night). After I picked it back up and read through a couple of chapters, I felt better, and I may or may not have read it since.. (can't remember@.@). I recently reread the SYWtbaW series. I find it amusing that it's listed in the non-fic section in my library, not to mention the fact that I even saw it. I was in the row over from my favorite row in the non-fiction section, and I just saw it. And this is a black book with simple gold lettering. Ironic, considering what happens in the first few chapters. In my seventh grade art-class, my teacher was talking about design, and that if you designed a book that had a black cover with black words, no one would probably want to read it. Of course, I piped up and said that I *had* seen a similar book, and read it and enjoyed it, and she replied that she wasn't surprised at all. A series of unfortunate events holds little reread value for me, (except the unauthorized autobiography.. *that* I enjoyed^^), but the last one I thought much better than the rest on the whole^^ HHG2G is just vast, and although I hate how it ends, everything right up until the ending is hilariously enjoyable^^. in discworld, I'm rather fond of Sam Vimes (especially in nightwatch), as well as william de worde;) Ironic that they should be two who would be constantly at each others' throats if they were in the situation.
Good grief, I just realized it's 3:30.
I've heard a lot of good stuff about Neil Gaiman, reputed friend and cowhort to pTerry, and I'd like to read some of his stuff sometime, if I can find it somewhere.. Of course, I haven't had time at all to delve deeply into the rennovated Hastings, so that'll come some time^^
Dirk pitt is nice, for adventure novels, though I'd almost prefer the abridged versions, just because there's so much less meaningless sex in them.. Since our middle school library has a ton of abridged books like this, and it's where I first found these works of clive cusslers, I almost prefer the Dirk I thought I knew:P
Of course, I didn't realize they were abridged until I had an ar quiz that informed me one of the characters had a sex-change operation. In a book I'd reread three times to waste time.
Some times, I'll read stuff just for the sake of reading. Not necessarily anything I'm interested in, but whatever's available. When I was younger, I'd get one of my books, and read it cover to cover. Including copyright information, author notes, advertising, the works. Of course, my material is a bit more time consuming, so I don't do that to often, but hey:P
Of course, I also read for the sake of learning.
In sixth grade, I thought 'hmm, it would be cool and maybe useful to know a number system that isn't base ten, and since binary only has two digits, it should be pretty cool." so I grabbed the relevant world book encyclopedia from '90, and studied the two or three pages they devoted to binary, and committed most of it to memory. As a result, I can do calculations, and convert simple ascii text to binary. But I can't for the world read it. I have to go through set by set and convert it. I had been wanting to learn to write in it for ages after sixth grade, and over the summer, being introduced to thinkgeek.com, I was awake at around this time of night staring at the 'you are dumb' binary t-shirt. I wanted to know why I didn't know how to write the letters that were supposed on it. I decided there had to be a pattern, and I ended up staring at it for five more minutes before I discovered it.
yes, I know it's practically completely useless, but ain't it cool?
I've tried a couple of times to start to learn a couple of languages.. namely french.. spanish doesn't interest me. If all the mexicans are going to come to our place cramped up in their vans making themselves the point of ridicule of the people that've lived here for generations, they can at least learn the sole official language..
Not that I don't like mexicans, they're nice people as people, but as a race, they're just the general direction of score and resentment, much like islamic people are, and, shameful to say, black people.
At this point, I'd like to mention how my first real best friend was black, and that my first love was islamic:P It's not my fault if I don't really know any mexicans-_-
Anyways, french has always intrigued me^^ I know the basics behind it's pronunciation, and a couple of words, but not much else.. if only my school offered french-_- Although, they might in coming years; I'm only a freshman, I still have three years:D
Poetry is useless. I have no patience for it. If you write a poem with your feelings, I could understand a lot better and feel your feelings a lot more effectively through prose. I mean, rhyming is nice, but meter is important. If you're going to make art with it, might as well give it rhythm and call it music.
But I don't have patience for poetry. I mean, I can write it when it's necessary, and when forced to, I'll read it; I can read it with emotion. But I don't really care. I'd rather being singing it, or reciting the words.. not something in the middle.
Ah, so we come to music. You may have already gathered that I'm extremely fond of this
I'm in band at school. I've been in band since sixth grade. I've been in senior high band for a year and a half now. I love it. I play the xylophone. This is in the same range as the marimba and bells set:P When necessary, I can play auxilary percussion, or even snare. Never really tried quads or timpani, except when forced (region...) I've marched two parades on snare, two on cymbal, and one (mercifully) on bass drum. Of course, those two parades on snare killed my shoulders. Utterly. Even practicing region material on *marimba* for a while, they'd start to ache. *twitches* And that was about a week later. And the parades were two weeks apart@.@; Wait a minute.. no, that's not right, it was three parades on snare; vet's day, christmas, and homecoming.. Good grief, no wonder I was sore@.@ (from november 8th, to dec 4th, to dec 12th or so).
Anyways, of course, I can read music. I've tried my hand at writing it. Nothing complex, just melodies I get in my head. Year or two ago, I had this one in my head that I could've sworn I heard somewhere, and everyone I asked thought it was familiar too, but no one could place it. I still don't know what it was.
Heh, maybe it was because in kindergarten, I'd sit in the corner with the tape player and listen to one song over and over^^ Man, kindergarten was the good days. We'd talk to my teacher about what she'd do when she grew up, and we'd argue she was already grown up, we'd sit on the rug after lunch and listen to her read the boxcar children, we learnt our numbers (I assume I was number illiterate before this time, but I'm not sure. I think I could read.. meh) and how to add them, we went to the moon, ate sky, and walked in snow. I still remember sitting at the green table cutting out our letter for the day. I can still say the alphabet backwards (z, y, x...) And I still remember the feeligns i got from music from that time. Three songs in particular I remember; one was a rap my sister let me listen to once, it had all these children's stories things in it, but I don't remember them other than old mc donald, another was a song that was played on the radio a lot, it always conjured up a picture of some lady walking through blue gates up in the sky, sorta like heaven, but no where close, and the third was 'I Swear'. Then there was that song I'd listen to in the corner^^
More modern music.. My favorite bands are probably Coldplay, System of a Down, They Might Be Giants and... Sloppymeateaters. Yeah, you've probably only heard of about half of those. But I love them all. Clocks, The Scientist, ATWA, Forest, Ana Ng, Escape, and Why Do I Breathe are all beautiful.. Most of those specifically I fell in love with the first time I heard them; I definitely did with clocks, atwa, ana ng, and escape.
Other bands I'm fond of, but not quite so far gone with are Rancid, Styx, Evanescence, Eurythmics, Kansas, CCR, Zdob si Zdub(makes me want to learn romanian^^), blue oyster cult, goldfrapp, AFI, Rammstein, Golden Earring, Gus Gus, Hootie and the Blowfish, Napoleonic complex(whom I wish every luck in their beginnings!) Simon and Garfunkle, Ayumi Hamasaki, Eve6, pink Floyd, Depeche Mode, Nobuo Uematsu (;)), Tom Petty, Tatu, Parallel (USA), All-American Rejects, Jan Van der Roost, Weezer, Queen, Creed, Brisk and Trixxy, Neil Young, Three doors down, Third Eye blind, Mercy Me, Electric Light Orchestra, the eagles, beethoven, and Alien Ant Farm:)
Yes, I know that at least three of those are only composers:P And some are single artists, but I love them all. Else they wouldn't be on this playlist right now.
My little secret, my full winamp playlist has about 1050 songs on it, some are duplicated, and some are just recordings I've made myself, but it's my playlist, and I love it to death. I've been cultivating it for about two years now, and often, the songs are in an order I'd prefer over any other on any other playlist, cd, or track list of any sort. They're engrained in my head, and my dad has listened to it through the walls so many times, many of them are engraved similarly on his mind.
Right now, music I'm playing, as in myself, making noise, is the region tryout music (or rather, I *should* be), as well as a couple of songs from Final Fantasy X. Music is a lot of stuff to me. Sometimes I'll sit at the piano and get mad at myself because I can't put anything I feel into the proper notes, but instead I must rely on other people to do so.
Luckily I've never had that happen with the xylophone^^ I'm probably more intune with it, though I've played the piano longer. When you start breaking your back carrying a marching xylophone too heavy to actually march with, so it has a stand instead, around to the gym and back before the buses leave, or to the field at competition or a football game, you start to relish your time with it on the ground. I happen to know that our xylophone at school is only a couple of years younger than I am, that it was one of the first instruments my director bought when he came to our school, that some sod stuck a piece of gum in one of the lowest resonators (note- not pipes, *resonators*), that the resonators can be removed, that the paint was once black, but now practicing outside and rough handling is revealing it's really just a dark plum color, that the paint *does* chip, especially when it's store with it's keys on bottom of the percussion cart to spare the aforementioned resonators, that it broke my heart when it fell to the ground during a football game because of an increasingly large originally hair-line crack along one side, that it has a beautiful metal plate riveted to its side so that afore mentioned falling doesn't accur again^^, and that marimba mallets sound *great* for a dreamy watery tone on it's keys.
It also has the notes written on the bottom side of the keys, but that's secret;)
Joy, it's now 4:15.
At my hogwarts rpg I go to regularly, Magic Hogwarts, I'm rather known as the resident doller. Dolling of course, is usually the practice of using a naked body that someone else, with better proportions than you, has drawn and usually colored, free to use, with the only price being a link to their site, and drawing clothes on it. of course, my own site, snowy-day is pretty much centered around my dolling, which is why I have this lj I share with the wonderful meekah^^.
I guess I mostly took up dolling because I couldn't be good enough at any other form of art I tried. My reasoning being, 'okay, I can't really draw all that well, and I can't really color stuff on the computer all that well.. maybe I can do better with a mixture of the two..' Of course, that isn't at all what I thought, I just made it up just now, but it sounds cool.
In acutally, it's horrible logic, to take the two worst aspects and throw them together to hope for something good. But somehow, it worked. Of course, that might simply be the product of two years of practice, but that's not as romanticized;P
For someone that is so bad at drawing and general art as I am, it's rather surprising that I like it so much. Being in art class is my excuse for having to make art, no matter how slowly I have to do it. I need to scan some of the stuff I was allowed to take home so far-- it's the first stuff in years that I've sincerely liked. Ha, I worked hard to pay for half of my scanner when I was in sixth grade (why does everything seem to revolve around sixth grade? @.@;; oh yeah.. the year I discovered mh^^ and wofs...) I rarely use it now, but I don't count it at all as a failed investment. Instead, it's actually given me a chance to suceed in online art. Without it, I might not have been so inspired by the CG artists I used to know so much better, sorta anyways.. Why on earth did I ever loose that postcard priscella sent me-_-. Anyways, if I hadn't been inspired by CG, paint programs would've held much less allure for me, because, what could i imagine that I could create? And without this, why would I doll? And manohman, why do I have to be so egotistical.. I'd love to be noticed for dolling, but since I'm not, I can only imagine that I've yet to discover something.. So I guess I"ll just have to keep searching for that..
And manohman, am I *ever* egotistical. Dont' listen to people like austin, he doesn't wottith of what he sayth, I *am* self-centered, and it bothers me-_- Of course, I also like to talk on and on about little things.. Ask my dad when he's trying to read while I'm playing final fantasy. I have a habit of narrating what I'm doing, with respective groans and shouts of glory, when bad or good stuff happens.
I also pay attention to coincidences@.@;;;
Coincidences are my superstition. The rest of it I find amusing at most, black cats are soft and glisteny, friday the thirteenths are to be marvelled at because of their scarcity, and ladders are fun to climb on. But coincidences, *especially* those that I accidentally mention as possibly happening before they happen (-_-) I pay attention to. I know there's probably nothing what so ever to be found in them, but they're fun, to analyze and to look through.
However, they dont' prove anything. And anything that I say jokingly, or lightly that ends up happening I get slightly freaked about. My mom has this stuff, she tries to combine new age with christianity, and I don't see how it can work. She tried to make a basket of semi-precious stones to help my nephew get through his liver cancer.. and well, he's still dead, and he still has been for almost two years..
er, she's the type that would be willing to believe I have a gift of prophecy, but I don't buy into it. Prophets should know what they're doing, as God would command them to. As of yet, I've yet to see any of that in me, so I'm assuming thus far that they're all coincidences.
But one thing that isn't a coincidence is the Bible. As far as I'm concerned, it's accurate, and should be followed:P More or less strictly.. Less when I'm not feeling as devoted as I should, and more when I realize just how close and real damnation is@.@;;
I dun particularly care what you think of your religion, in my book, if you don't love 'the Lord your God, with all your heart, mind, strength, and with all your soul', and 'believeth on jesus christ', you're probably damned. Heck, I'm probably damned too, though I try my best to trust and believe.. Ah friggin'.. One of my more desparable shortcomings I see in myself is my lack of committment. I'm too good at procrastinating at anything, at being conceited, at not giving up stuff I know is wrong. And I figure, the only way I can over come this is with the willingness of Jesus to cover this sins so that it's as if they never were..
I'm sure all that's offended a ton of people. But you know? I don't really care. I'll respect your religion, but I still think it's wrong, unless it's mine. Really crazy of me, yeah, I know, sorta hypocritical, and stuff.. but yeah.. whatever. You're allowed yours, and I'm allowed mine. You think I'm wrong, so we're equal, right?
And now, since I can't think of anything else but the remaining physical attributes, and because it's about twenty 'til five, I'll stop after this short section:
age: 15+30 odd days,
hair color: dark brown. Not black, not close to it. Length? about five/six inches below shoulder. It's rather straight, with a few small waves, and it gets oily way too fast-_- (darn you dad) it's all the same length all around pretty much, with a simple part in the middle.. I tried one night for a side part, but it didn't go over too well.
weight: more or less around 150. more around now, less when I'm much more active and less hungry.
height: five eight? I really have no idea.. other than it's around in there. People are surprised when I say that, so maybe I should get measured somewhere officially..
Ethnic background: according to parental lore, my parents on my mom's side are Scotch-Irish, my grandmother used to live in Michigan, and someone named 'O'Jones' came to the U.S. in the mid 1800s. On my dad's side, apparently my grandma is french indian. Other than that, I have no clue.
Eye color: beloved green/brown hazel^^ My dad's eyes have a lot more green, and my mom's are blue. Go figure.
foot size: somewhere between 10.5 and 11 wide width. Really hard to buy shoes that fit. Most stores rarely stock 10½, let alone wide.
Stature: probably medium frame, people tell me not to slump, but I don't, not really, unless I'm sitting. I have no need for those formal shoulder pads that pad out your shoulders, my mom calls it the 'jones woman's shoulder'
Skin: Very light. Tendency to sunburn. I used to have a lot of freckles, but since I quit being in the sun a lot, they sorta went away.. Even when I go get in the sun, like for marching band or softball, they still don't really come out. One summer, I counted the freckles on my left index toe. There's about twenty. In about one square centimeter. And there aren't any on any other toe. Why this is, is beyond me. But it's sorta cool:) The only self-inflicted scars I have are from picking at scabs, and they fade fairly quickly. Prominient scarring I have are these: on my right foot between third and fourth toe: a knife cut, from a doctor removing a piece of hogwire I accidentally got shoved there by walking with sandals around recently dug up ground. V. painful. I got to crawl to my mom for the first time in years. *twitch* I also got out of school for a week. On back of left thigh: a mostly faded slash from barbed wire. Moral of this story: never go climbing in a mamosa tree with cowboy boots on, *especially* if it's positioned right about a barbed wire fence and you're wearing shorts. Even red and white checkered shirts show blood stains. On left pinky: This one is probably my favorite. I got it about two years ago. Mom asked me to feed the cat, and I went into the cat room (dad's computer room) to open a can, and *jumps slightly at the memory* okay, I'll have to hold my pinky now.. friggin' memory.. I felt a slight pressure on my pinky, but didn't think anything of it, then I looked down, saw the puddle and screamed. First time I bled on the kitchen floor. Phew.. okay, now my right hand's a bit tired from typing that by itself, but heck. Anyways, why this is my favorite I have *twitch* no idea.. I guess it's because it defines my pinky. I mean, it's prominent, it "half way cuts my pinky halfway in half"
I'm tired. Good night, Seattle.
