I went through a time warp today. I don't know if it had anything to do with the fact that I woke up an hour earlier than usual, didn't exactly have J104 today (just dropped of my magazine spread and left), and thus was given an extra hour of free time during my break between classes and it confused me.
So here's the deal.
I rushed back to my room at 11:20 to grab the materials I needed to finish my media matrix project for journalism 101. I worked on it for about an 45 minutes to an hour.
So, around 12:00-12:15, I put on some makeup and brushed my hair.
at 12:30, I studied for my journalism 101 test for about an hour.
at 1:30, I left my room for Japanese at North Quad.
At 1:00, I arrived at NQ, walked into Tei's other class and was utterly confused as he laughed at me and I realized that everyone sitting down and looking at me... weren't my classmates.
I don't know if I was reading my clock wrong all morning, but I swear I left my room at 1:30 or 1:40, and somehow skipped back in time. I was busy all morning after I left J104, and couldn't possibly finished everything I did in just an hour.
In other news, I'm still angry. I'm mad at everyone and angry that I've been so busy. I've never understood the phrase "I need a drink!" until now.
I've been reading Jessica Valenti's book Full Frontal Feminism, and I'm not sure if I like it. It's more sarcastic than informative (though it is full of great info) but the mood is entirely too "FUCK YOU", which should suit me fantastically right about now, but it doesn't. Idk I'll keep reading.
I'm looking forward to Abe's BBQ tomorrow. NO HOMEWORK @ BBQ PARTIESSSSS
Thursday, April 29, 2010
Wednesday, April 28, 2010
(67) "All I know, is that I know Nothing"
I hate politics. Everything about the political system upsets me one way or another. Other times it makes me pretty happy when there's some positive progress, which seems to be pretty rare. But if there's one thing most of all that I find to be gut-wrentchingly painful is hearing people talk about politics; specifically, their personal point of view.
I'll admit I don't know a damn about politics. And I've said this before. I'll read the headlining stories, but getting into all the background information is just short of exhausting. The worst part is that I never know what to believe. If one reads Republican-targeted news on politics, then you're mostly going to hear the Republican party's point of view on things. If you read Democrat material, then you're gonna be swayed to the democrat side just as easily. Where's the median?
There isn't one, because you have to pick a side. Both sides think they're right, and are equally capable of releasing either painfully flawed or shockingly credible information.
I want to say I don't know much about politics because I don't care about politics. But ignorance is definitely not bliss, especially since the big picture is composed of details. Which like I said, are exhausting and can be just as open to interpretation (specifically, a good move or a bad one) as any detailed artwork.
Art and politics, that's a pretty interesting way to look at things I guess. But debating about whether or not Obama is doing a good job is nothing but a never-ending circle based on opinions.
Everywhere I go there's something anti-Obama. Sure, freedom of speech is great but vandalizing your opinions on private property for everyone to see is a little extreme. Facebook is filled with stupid groups and everyone's got their opinions about the "facts" they've heard and read about. Maybe I really am just stupid but I have a hard time believing half the terrible things I've heard. Hands down my biggest peeve is the Hitler reference. Anything involving a Hitler reference pisses me off. Its a weak argument and the trend of using Adolf Hitler's name to describe anything terrible is nothing short of antisemitism alone, in my personal opinion. I for one would never make such a reference about someone I hated in front of a Jewish friend or coworker, would you?
Ugh. I'm already exhausted and I've barely even said anything.
I'll admit I don't know a damn about politics. And I've said this before. I'll read the headlining stories, but getting into all the background information is just short of exhausting. The worst part is that I never know what to believe. If one reads Republican-targeted news on politics, then you're mostly going to hear the Republican party's point of view on things. If you read Democrat material, then you're gonna be swayed to the democrat side just as easily. Where's the median?
There isn't one, because you have to pick a side. Both sides think they're right, and are equally capable of releasing either painfully flawed or shockingly credible information.
I want to say I don't know much about politics because I don't care about politics. But ignorance is definitely not bliss, especially since the big picture is composed of details. Which like I said, are exhausting and can be just as open to interpretation (specifically, a good move or a bad one) as any detailed artwork.
Art and politics, that's a pretty interesting way to look at things I guess. But debating about whether or not Obama is doing a good job is nothing but a never-ending circle based on opinions.
Everywhere I go there's something anti-Obama. Sure, freedom of speech is great but vandalizing your opinions on private property for everyone to see is a little extreme. Facebook is filled with stupid groups and everyone's got their opinions about the "facts" they've heard and read about. Maybe I really am just stupid but I have a hard time believing half the terrible things I've heard. Hands down my biggest peeve is the Hitler reference. Anything involving a Hitler reference pisses me off. Its a weak argument and the trend of using Adolf Hitler's name to describe anything terrible is nothing short of antisemitism alone, in my personal opinion. I for one would never make such a reference about someone I hated in front of a Jewish friend or coworker, would you?
Ugh. I'm already exhausted and I've barely even said anything.
Tuesday, April 27, 2010
(66) Tummy Yummy
Sigh. Either I didn't get any of the classes I registered in for Fall, or I didn't register correctly. I just don't know how this online system works when it comes to getting things in order. I swear I double checked a million times to make sure I had and submitted the perfect course request, and naturally it's wrong and now I have to pay the consequences. Doesn't Ball State realize that its flawed course request system might be a little easier for students if they came up with some sort of navigation tool, like, I don't know, a TUTORIAL?
I have to see my adviser this Wednesday anyway, so hopefully we'll be able to fix it.
Well I'm in the lab right now finishing up my magazine project and starting up my Media Matrix assignment. I'm putting all my effort into my Journalism classes right now because I swear it's the only thing I'm good at this semester.
I ate dinner by myself at Woodworth and it was really nice. It also helped that they served BBQ chicken. I feel like I'm going through a whimsical bipolar craze right now and that if I had anyone to talk to all I'd end up doing is whining and complaining anyway. I can't even pinpoint exactly what it is that's bothering me, but one thing that I do know is that some pretty important tests are coming right around the corner. Tests and me aren't too cool o' buddies.
Why don't I talk about something nice now?
How about Sushi. Thats what my magazine topic is. I had a nice idea of what I wanted to do, but I asked a question on how to do something on InDesign, and naturally the instructor went on a big critique rush and changed everything around. I guess it's okay right now, but I'm stretching to lines of the title across two pages, so I'm trying to figure out how it can still be legible if there's going to be a bind right in the middle of the two pages.
Apparently we're in some sort of contest where the winner will have their design published in an actual magazine. So I'm pretty bent up about this being as close to perfect as possible. We'll see how I do!
I have to see my adviser this Wednesday anyway, so hopefully we'll be able to fix it.
Well I'm in the lab right now finishing up my magazine project and starting up my Media Matrix assignment. I'm putting all my effort into my Journalism classes right now because I swear it's the only thing I'm good at this semester.
I ate dinner by myself at Woodworth and it was really nice. It also helped that they served BBQ chicken. I feel like I'm going through a whimsical bipolar craze right now and that if I had anyone to talk to all I'd end up doing is whining and complaining anyway. I can't even pinpoint exactly what it is that's bothering me, but one thing that I do know is that some pretty important tests are coming right around the corner. Tests and me aren't too cool o' buddies.
Why don't I talk about something nice now?
How about Sushi. Thats what my magazine topic is. I had a nice idea of what I wanted to do, but I asked a question on how to do something on InDesign, and naturally the instructor went on a big critique rush and changed everything around. I guess it's okay right now, but I'm stretching to lines of the title across two pages, so I'm trying to figure out how it can still be legible if there's going to be a bind right in the middle of the two pages.
Apparently we're in some sort of contest where the winner will have their design published in an actual magazine. So I'm pretty bent up about this being as close to perfect as possible. We'll see how I do!
Monday, April 26, 2010
(65) Successful Mission
Well, the fashion show was a success after all. I am so happy it's over!
For the longest time I told myself that all the work and the stress wasn't worth it, but the ending result has changed my mind completely. I feel like all the work and the stress; the blood, sweat, and tears, is what made it such a good show.
Everyone was able to change outfits in perfect timing. Tashina, Alana, and myself seemed to be hustlin' quite a bit throughout the show. I hate to sound vain, but I'm pretty impressed that I was able to switch outfits so quickly, sometimes in a matter of 10-15 seconds. I once literally ran right up to the front of the line within 2 seconds of my cue to walk. Moving on!
On a lesser note, I look forward to helping out again, hopefully next year. Next time around, we'll have a much, much better idea of what a fashion show consists of and how it works behind the scenes. I can't even begin to imagine what would have happened if Chris' expertise hadn't intervened to help us.
So I'm glad I helped, I'm glad I modeled, and I'm glad it was a success. And I'm glad it's over.
Now lets talk about the things I'm not very happy about in my life.
Staying up late last night and getting less than 5 hours of sleep did exactly what I knew it was going to do -- fuck up my daily routine. I purposely skipped Astro, but I set my alarm to go off at 9:30AM for work at 10. It did, but I hit "off" instead of snooze and slept in until 10:40. I jumped out of bed, only to realize how exhausted I still was, so I looked around the room and decided to just go back to bed. Strike II on my awful "no call, no show" count.
I'm sure this can get me fired, no questions asked. No excuses to make either. But the office at Woodworth has a tendency to be complete push-overs when it comes to student workers. I'm hoping some good reasoning and my acting skills will be convincing enough to keep the job I totally don't deserve anymore.
For the longest time I told myself that all the work and the stress wasn't worth it, but the ending result has changed my mind completely. I feel like all the work and the stress; the blood, sweat, and tears, is what made it such a good show.
Everyone was able to change outfits in perfect timing. Tashina, Alana, and myself seemed to be hustlin' quite a bit throughout the show. I hate to sound vain, but I'm pretty impressed that I was able to switch outfits so quickly, sometimes in a matter of 10-15 seconds. I once literally ran right up to the front of the line within 2 seconds of my cue to walk. Moving on!
On a lesser note, I look forward to helping out again, hopefully next year. Next time around, we'll have a much, much better idea of what a fashion show consists of and how it works behind the scenes. I can't even begin to imagine what would have happened if Chris' expertise hadn't intervened to help us.
So I'm glad I helped, I'm glad I modeled, and I'm glad it was a success. And I'm glad it's over.
Now lets talk about the things I'm not very happy about in my life.
Staying up late last night and getting less than 5 hours of sleep did exactly what I knew it was going to do -- fuck up my daily routine. I purposely skipped Astro, but I set my alarm to go off at 9:30AM for work at 10. It did, but I hit "off" instead of snooze and slept in until 10:40. I jumped out of bed, only to realize how exhausted I still was, so I looked around the room and decided to just go back to bed. Strike II on my awful "no call, no show" count.
I'm sure this can get me fired, no questions asked. No excuses to make either. But the office at Woodworth has a tendency to be complete push-overs when it comes to student workers. I'm hoping some good reasoning and my acting skills will be convincing enough to keep the job I totally don't deserve anymore.
(64) For Tomorrow, We Shall Die
Tomorrow will be the death of me. I'm not even going to consider going to Astro, and I wish I could call off work but my "sick" days are over. I literally plan to roll out of bed tomorrow, go to work, go to Econ, go to Japanese, and come home to get myself ready for fashion show. I planned to get there by about 3:30, but I need to sleep in as much as I can so I at least have some energy left for the runway.
In case most of you haven't noticed, I'm pretty focused on keeping myself healthy. I sure like to think that I don't fall into the "health freak" category, but besides food and activities, getting enough sleep is right in my list.
Sleep is one of the things that people like to argue with me about. When I tell someone I'm tired and that I want to go home, or that I want to leave at a certain hour so that I can go home to bed, people seem to receive it as though it were a lame excuse. But it's not, because I value my sleep. It's my energy. It's the difference between waking and up or having to force myself awake in the morning, and it's typically the line between my happiness and my sadness. Hell, it's even my beauty sleep. Sometimes I wish I could be one of those people that can pull off 4-6 hours per night and be perfectly fine, but I can't. I just don't seem to function at my best if I have less than 7 hours. And if I do skid right under that seven hours, I don't wake up a happy lady, and even with plenty of coffee and energetic food, the groggy and unhappy feeling makes sure to follow me all day long.
Now I'll admit that I'm usually pretty energetic for no reason at night time and I usually don't quite make that 8 hour goal. But even with this slight irresponsibility of staying up past my bed time, I still plan for at least 8 hours everyday. If I'm going out at night and I have to wake up for class at 8AM, I will be home by at least 12. If I have class at 11AM, then I'll be home by 2 AM.
Which brings me to tonight's dilemma. It's almost 4AM and I'd be waking up for class in 4 hours. I'm skipping class, and that barely even gives me 5 1/2 hours to sleep tonight. No time for naps, either. I'd skip econ, but if I want to score a C for my final grade, my ditch days are already over. I'd totally skip Japanese, but it's our last class with Hara-sensei and we're giving her a "Thank You" card, so I kinda gotta be there.
Well, I sure hope the coffee will be fresh.
In case most of you haven't noticed, I'm pretty focused on keeping myself healthy. I sure like to think that I don't fall into the "health freak" category, but besides food and activities, getting enough sleep is right in my list.
Sleep is one of the things that people like to argue with me about. When I tell someone I'm tired and that I want to go home, or that I want to leave at a certain hour so that I can go home to bed, people seem to receive it as though it were a lame excuse. But it's not, because I value my sleep. It's my energy. It's the difference between waking and up or having to force myself awake in the morning, and it's typically the line between my happiness and my sadness. Hell, it's even my beauty sleep. Sometimes I wish I could be one of those people that can pull off 4-6 hours per night and be perfectly fine, but I can't. I just don't seem to function at my best if I have less than 7 hours. And if I do skid right under that seven hours, I don't wake up a happy lady, and even with plenty of coffee and energetic food, the groggy and unhappy feeling makes sure to follow me all day long.
Now I'll admit that I'm usually pretty energetic for no reason at night time and I usually don't quite make that 8 hour goal. But even with this slight irresponsibility of staying up past my bed time, I still plan for at least 8 hours everyday. If I'm going out at night and I have to wake up for class at 8AM, I will be home by at least 12. If I have class at 11AM, then I'll be home by 2 AM.
Which brings me to tonight's dilemma. It's almost 4AM and I'd be waking up for class in 4 hours. I'm skipping class, and that barely even gives me 5 1/2 hours to sleep tonight. No time for naps, either. I'd skip econ, but if I want to score a C for my final grade, my ditch days are already over. I'd totally skip Japanese, but it's our last class with Hara-sensei and we're giving her a "Thank You" card, so I kinda gotta be there.
Well, I sure hope the coffee will be fresh.
Saturday, April 24, 2010
(63) Indie Kids in Indie Places
I'm not an indie kid. But I bought indie kid clothes today at H&M! Its a plaid shirt that goes all the way to just above my knees, and its super loose fitting. Either like Japanese fashion or indie kid fashion. I am not sure. Either way, I put a belt around the waist and made it super stylish. And it was $10.
I love H&M. It rocks. Almost everything there is my style, and it's super affordable. That's the one thing I think I liked most about Indianapolis.... unfortunately.
Anyone know that big fountain? Well for some reason or another the moment I got to the top of the stairs, my mind warped into video-game mode. I'm not even that big of a gamer, but with the overwhelming sound (effects?) and random people standing around everywhere and aimlessly wandering, and this big symbolic statue at the center of the scene, for some reason this little "bing" went off in my head and I felt like there was a clue, or some type of mission I needed to take care of. Bizarre and unexplainable, yes. But Indianapolis' fountain reminded me of a video game scene.
Moving on. Lots of restaurants! and Nick and I had Japanese food for lunch. A bento box cost me over $20, and all I had was a water with it. Kind of a rip off, but at least it was something.
We did lots of walking. It was pretty windy, too. Are all cities like that? I always assumed it was just Chicago had the reputation, but I guess not.
Indianapolis was pretty cool, I can't say I was disappointed, but it seemed like it wasn't a good day to go. It was cool, yet humid, and there was no sun and it was unusually calm for a place with such a high population. There didn't seem to be any special events or anything going on either, so we didn't know what to do or where to go first.
I will say I'd like to go again, maybe in summer time and check it out a little further :)
I love H&M. It rocks. Almost everything there is my style, and it's super affordable. That's the one thing I think I liked most about Indianapolis.... unfortunately.
Anyone know that big fountain? Well for some reason or another the moment I got to the top of the stairs, my mind warped into video-game mode. I'm not even that big of a gamer, but with the overwhelming sound (effects?) and random people standing around everywhere and aimlessly wandering, and this big symbolic statue at the center of the scene, for some reason this little "bing" went off in my head and I felt like there was a clue, or some type of mission I needed to take care of. Bizarre and unexplainable, yes. But Indianapolis' fountain reminded me of a video game scene.
Moving on. Lots of restaurants! and Nick and I had Japanese food for lunch. A bento box cost me over $20, and all I had was a water with it. Kind of a rip off, but at least it was something.
We did lots of walking. It was pretty windy, too. Are all cities like that? I always assumed it was just Chicago had the reputation, but I guess not.
Indianapolis was pretty cool, I can't say I was disappointed, but it seemed like it wasn't a good day to go. It was cool, yet humid, and there was no sun and it was unusually calm for a place with such a high population. There didn't seem to be any special events or anything going on either, so we didn't know what to do or where to go first.
I will say I'd like to go again, maybe in summer time and check it out a little further :)
Friday, April 23, 2010
(62) Carnival
So the carnival was fun! Nick came down from Chicago from a tremendously epic adventure that took him 6 hours. Poor Nick ;(
Anyway, we went to Sunshine Cafe and ate tons of food. Good food, and then we had coffee. Afterwards, we took a quick tour of the Muncie area and then headed back to campus for the carnival! I was actually really impressed. Everything was set up very nicely and there were a lot of rides. I had fun. I won't be able to go tomorrow because we'll be touring Indianapolis for most of the afternoon. So it was good. Hopefully next year the weather will be a little bit more cooperative, but a few April showers and chilly weather couldn't stop us from having a good time ;p
Well I'm pretty tired since I've been up since 8AM today. Can't wait for Indie tomorrow!
Short blog, but the rest of the day was so boring I don't even know what else to add.
Anyway, we went to Sunshine Cafe and ate tons of food. Good food, and then we had coffee. Afterwards, we took a quick tour of the Muncie area and then headed back to campus for the carnival! I was actually really impressed. Everything was set up very nicely and there were a lot of rides. I had fun. I won't be able to go tomorrow because we'll be touring Indianapolis for most of the afternoon. So it was good. Hopefully next year the weather will be a little bit more cooperative, but a few April showers and chilly weather couldn't stop us from having a good time ;p
Well I'm pretty tired since I've been up since 8AM today. Can't wait for Indie tomorrow!
Short blog, but the rest of the day was so boring I don't even know what else to add.
Thursday, April 22, 2010
(61) Pregnancy Woes
I'm craving unusual things. Like mini bagels. Cookies. Rice crackers. Pudding. Pocky. Trail Mix. Granola bars. Peanut butter right from the jar. Ramen noodles. Goldfish. I want all of it.
Well, my imaginary baby and I are gonna be happy because my mom sent all of the above in a GIANT care package she made for me. When I got the care package slip in my mailbox, I was expecting the lame ones that the school makes, but my mom gave me one will tons of [my] personality. Japanese snacks and squirrel foods galore!
Also, today I was on a weird emotional kick. I was sad for awhile today for no reason, and then happy later. At around 7 this evening I was completely void of energy, and I felt pretty sluggish and lifeless. So I came off as pretty sad, and I suppose I would. Who wants to feel that way during such a beautiful day? After I ate dinner, I suddenly had all my energy back and got really happy.
I even had a few spurts of anger, especially in Japanese when I yelled at Tei-sensei for not grading my entire quiz, which got me a 7/10, and once I called him out on it in front of everyone I magically got a 9. Weeee~
I've been seeing more and more little kids running around lately, and I think I want to give my kids really unique names. I don't want to be like my parents who scored an F on the facebook name-originality quiz, I want to have an A+.
Little Aeris (yeah, from Final Fantasy), Demitri, and all the other little brats will have neat names.
For those of you who are wondering whether or not I'm actually preggo, I'm not, nor do I plan to become preg anytime within the next 10 years. I'm one of the 3 of 4 teenage girls who isn't Preggo Mc'Pregnantz, or whatever sad statistic that is. Today however, it just seems I fit into the stereotypical pregnant lady category.
Well, my imaginary baby and I are gonna be happy because my mom sent all of the above in a GIANT care package she made for me. When I got the care package slip in my mailbox, I was expecting the lame ones that the school makes, but my mom gave me one will tons of [my] personality. Japanese snacks and squirrel foods galore!
Also, today I was on a weird emotional kick. I was sad for awhile today for no reason, and then happy later. At around 7 this evening I was completely void of energy, and I felt pretty sluggish and lifeless. So I came off as pretty sad, and I suppose I would. Who wants to feel that way during such a beautiful day? After I ate dinner, I suddenly had all my energy back and got really happy.
I even had a few spurts of anger, especially in Japanese when I yelled at Tei-sensei for not grading my entire quiz, which got me a 7/10, and once I called him out on it in front of everyone I magically got a 9. Weeee~
I've been seeing more and more little kids running around lately, and I think I want to give my kids really unique names. I don't want to be like my parents who scored an F on the facebook name-originality quiz, I want to have an A+.
Little Aeris (yeah, from Final Fantasy), Demitri, and all the other little brats will have neat names.
For those of you who are wondering whether or not I'm actually preggo, I'm not, nor do I plan to become preg anytime within the next 10 years. I'm one of the 3 of 4 teenage girls who isn't Preggo Mc'Pregnantz, or whatever sad statistic that is. Today however, it just seems I fit into the stereotypical pregnant lady category.
Wednesday, April 21, 2010
(60) Headache, and My Inablility to Take Tests Strikes Again
The time has come again where I experience yet another headache. When will they ever end? It seems like I can't go a week, or even a few days, without getting a headache one way or another. For awhile it was caffeine withdrawal, and when I read the label on all the best pain killer medicines for headaches, they always warn not to drink coffee because the pills are loaded with caffeine. I set myself up for pain and suffering the day I became an adult and had my first cup of coffee. I'll never see those gloomy days of glee and natural energy again. Coffee has consumed me.
On a lighter note, I failed the LUPE by 2% again. I'm pissed. And I don't know what to do because I have one more chance to pass and if I can't do it then I don't know whats going to happen to my schedule. Will it get dropped completely? Should I transfer schools? Maybe I really should just work at Hooters for the rest of my life, this school thing is totally kicking my ass.
I'm not serious about transferring and working at Hooters for the rest of my life, but I'm just in disbelief that this test is trying to tell me I'm a bad writer and I'm incompetent when trying to speak English. This exact same thing happened at my last school at Prairie State. I was given a placement exam for english, and it was an awful test filled with run-on sentences, atrocious grammar, fill-in-the-blanks-with-the-appropriate-word (aka fill in the blank with the word that the writer is most likely to use, since anyone who actually has their own personal writing style is obviously INCOMPETENT), and I failed it just like the LUPE. So I almost had to face the fate of being thrown into a high school level English class that didn't even count for credit, so I had to write an essay as my "second chance". The essay was A+ work and I rightfully gained access to the college level English 101.
Oh, and I aced that course, too.
Why can't I write an essay for this LUPE nonsense instead!? I hate tests of all kinds, even ones like this that I should be passing. I swear there's no way I got more than maybe 5 wrong on the lupe, but I've failed twice.
In other news, I missed David Choi. I'm 100% unfamiliar with his work, so I can honestly say I don't feel like I'm at a huge loss. I had to go to a PIR and it was actually pretty interesting. I liked it.
Also, my first class is canceled tomorrow so I get to sleep in, big time.
I'm eating M&M's.
On a lighter note, I failed the LUPE by 2% again. I'm pissed. And I don't know what to do because I have one more chance to pass and if I can't do it then I don't know whats going to happen to my schedule. Will it get dropped completely? Should I transfer schools? Maybe I really should just work at Hooters for the rest of my life, this school thing is totally kicking my ass.
I'm not serious about transferring and working at Hooters for the rest of my life, but I'm just in disbelief that this test is trying to tell me I'm a bad writer and I'm incompetent when trying to speak English. This exact same thing happened at my last school at Prairie State. I was given a placement exam for english, and it was an awful test filled with run-on sentences, atrocious grammar, fill-in-the-blanks-with-the-appropriate-word (aka fill in the blank with the word that the writer is most likely to use, since anyone who actually has their own personal writing style is obviously INCOMPETENT), and I failed it just like the LUPE. So I almost had to face the fate of being thrown into a high school level English class that didn't even count for credit, so I had to write an essay as my "second chance". The essay was A+ work and I rightfully gained access to the college level English 101.
Oh, and I aced that course, too.
Why can't I write an essay for this LUPE nonsense instead!? I hate tests of all kinds, even ones like this that I should be passing. I swear there's no way I got more than maybe 5 wrong on the lupe, but I've failed twice.
In other news, I missed David Choi. I'm 100% unfamiliar with his work, so I can honestly say I don't feel like I'm at a huge loss. I had to go to a PIR and it was actually pretty interesting. I liked it.
Also, my first class is canceled tomorrow so I get to sleep in, big time.
I'm eating M&M's.
Tuesday, April 20, 2010
(59) In bed.
I was in bed. Cuddled up all cozy and ready to sleep. Until I realised "Ohhhhhhhh.... Astro homework due tomorrow.". And then, "OOOOOH BLOG!".
So it looks like I'll be up for awhile. Hopefully the homework is easy, but I'm so sleepy :(
I've been trying to download my homework assignment for over 3 minutes now. My computer needs a very serious reboot. Everything about my computer is slow and so full of wrongful sad distress.
So concludes another half-assed blog. G'NIGHT.
So it looks like I'll be up for awhile. Hopefully the homework is easy, but I'm so sleepy :(
I've been trying to download my homework assignment for over 3 minutes now. My computer needs a very serious reboot. Everything about my computer is slow and so full of wrongful sad distress.
So concludes another half-assed blog. G'NIGHT.
Monday, April 19, 2010
(58) Kick Ass Girls
Kyle asked me the million dollar question today that I could barely answer without a million things running through my mind all at once. What would make girls more likely to buy and become apart of the video game culture?
Girls, like guys, are very broad in their interests and hobbies. So there's no direct answer, but I must say I've got a few tips for the men on the video game boards.
Step One: Female leads. Not sidekicks, not dainty bimbo girls, leaders. Don't make the leaders 100% rough and tough like Samus Aron or Lara Croft. Give 'em their own personalities, show some quick backgrounds on their lives as the story develops, maybe give her a boyfriend or romantic interest. Make the gamer like her. But she's still gotta have that rough side too to make her appear strong and independent from the male characters... All while keeping in touch with her feminine side, too ;p
Step One 1/2: Kyle says he read that girls seem to be into customization, which I can personally vouch for. New outfits as the game progresses, or choosing their makeup, hairstyles, and other girly things?
Step Two: In depth story-lines. Make this video game a [highly] interactive story. Initiate character developments, have them establish relationships with other characters, especially their party members. Maybe let them display dramatic emotions when faced with different situations (I.E, full forced adrenaline when faced with the enemy, or sorrow and tears when a comrade/partner/party member/significant character dies or something). Keep the gamer coming back for more-- consistently wondering "What's going to happen to my characters next, and where is this video game world taking me?".
Step Three: Don't lighten it up. Make this story action packed, but filled with step two (that being story). Once the gamer thinks the game is coming to a close, there's a new obstacle or new puzzle standing in the way.
Step Four: As for advertising, sadly, the box, posters, commercials, and all other inquiries must be feminized-- while still emphasizing the girl power aspect of the game. I hate to promote something of the "Pink will sell to girls!" nature, but its probably the only thing that will get the attention it needs. Combined with all the monotone and darkly colored boxes on the shelves of a game store, I'm sure it would stand out in the 360 or PS3 section. Maybe not the Wii though.
Anyway, a bright pink box with some tough, not scantily clad, but fashionably dressed girls on the front with some weapons and makeup on will probably catch the girlfriend's attention while her boyfriend wanders around in Game Stop.
Maybe a blatantly obvious, half funny and half obnoxious tag-line on the back with something along the lines of "This isn't your boyfriend's shooter game" could work.
I guess these are completely basic tips, but then again.... girls games don't need to be an entirely different genre just to fit in with the boys' toys. The problem that would create would be a fine line between "boys games" and "girls games". And we don't want that. We want girls playing Left 4 Dead and Call of Duty. And boys can play the new-wave female lead games too ;p
The best idea I would have as a starter for a girl's gaming revolution is to make something like The World Ends With You. It has fashion, music in the background, a relatively decent storyline, and some pretty good action. I wasn't too impressed with the graphics and especially how the storyline literally repeated itself once you were done with part one, but the whole gist of the game surely would've appealed to more girls who weren't as familiar with games if it was done correctly.
Because of the fashion theme, I'm sure it appealed to girls who were already gamers, but the male lead and the flashy clothes and skeletal figure of Shiki, and Neku too, weren't appreciated too much. Not to mention she ends up in trouble and must depend on the boys coming to her rescue.
Well, I would post an idea of a game I'd make but it sounded totally ridiculous. I'd literally have to write up a script for it to make sense to someone ;p
Basically, high school graduation trip! Plane crash! But don't worry, everyone survives. The crew and everyone is being stupid, so four rebellious-in-nature teen girl friends wander off and hitch hike to the nearest city leaving everyone behind! But they've entered a nightmare world where parasites or contaminated jelly beans or something terrible has affected the town! Rawrrrr defeat the evillllllll. Depend on the use of weapons and magic or some shit to prepare for the battles against towns people and incoming parasites or jelly beans.
But this won't be a shooter game. Something more adventurous like Zelda Ocarina of Time where you travel to different worlds and meet all kinds of people.
This almost makes me want to switch to video game development to see if I could pull it off.
Girls, like guys, are very broad in their interests and hobbies. So there's no direct answer, but I must say I've got a few tips for the men on the video game boards.
Step One: Female leads. Not sidekicks, not dainty bimbo girls, leaders. Don't make the leaders 100% rough and tough like Samus Aron or Lara Croft. Give 'em their own personalities, show some quick backgrounds on their lives as the story develops, maybe give her a boyfriend or romantic interest. Make the gamer like her. But she's still gotta have that rough side too to make her appear strong and independent from the male characters... All while keeping in touch with her feminine side, too ;p
Step One 1/2: Kyle says he read that girls seem to be into customization, which I can personally vouch for. New outfits as the game progresses, or choosing their makeup, hairstyles, and other girly things?
Step Two: In depth story-lines. Make this video game a [highly] interactive story. Initiate character developments, have them establish relationships with other characters, especially their party members. Maybe let them display dramatic emotions when faced with different situations (I.E, full forced adrenaline when faced with the enemy, or sorrow and tears when a comrade/partner/party member/significant character dies or something). Keep the gamer coming back for more-- consistently wondering "What's going to happen to my characters next, and where is this video game world taking me?".
Step Three: Don't lighten it up. Make this story action packed, but filled with step two (that being story). Once the gamer thinks the game is coming to a close, there's a new obstacle or new puzzle standing in the way.
Step Four: As for advertising, sadly, the box, posters, commercials, and all other inquiries must be feminized-- while still emphasizing the girl power aspect of the game. I hate to promote something of the "Pink will sell to girls!" nature, but its probably the only thing that will get the attention it needs. Combined with all the monotone and darkly colored boxes on the shelves of a game store, I'm sure it would stand out in the 360 or PS3 section. Maybe not the Wii though.
Anyway, a bright pink box with some tough, not scantily clad, but fashionably dressed girls on the front with some weapons and makeup on will probably catch the girlfriend's attention while her boyfriend wanders around in Game Stop.
Maybe a blatantly obvious, half funny and half obnoxious tag-line on the back with something along the lines of "This isn't your boyfriend's shooter game" could work.
I guess these are completely basic tips, but then again.... girls games don't need to be an entirely different genre just to fit in with the boys' toys. The problem that would create would be a fine line between "boys games" and "girls games". And we don't want that. We want girls playing Left 4 Dead and Call of Duty. And boys can play the new-wave female lead games too ;p
The best idea I would have as a starter for a girl's gaming revolution is to make something like The World Ends With You. It has fashion, music in the background, a relatively decent storyline, and some pretty good action. I wasn't too impressed with the graphics and especially how the storyline literally repeated itself once you were done with part one, but the whole gist of the game surely would've appealed to more girls who weren't as familiar with games if it was done correctly.
Because of the fashion theme, I'm sure it appealed to girls who were already gamers, but the male lead and the flashy clothes and skeletal figure of Shiki, and Neku too, weren't appreciated too much. Not to mention she ends up in trouble and must depend on the boys coming to her rescue.
Well, I would post an idea of a game I'd make but it sounded totally ridiculous. I'd literally have to write up a script for it to make sense to someone ;p
Basically, high school graduation trip! Plane crash! But don't worry, everyone survives. The crew and everyone is being stupid, so four rebellious-in-nature teen girl friends wander off and hitch hike to the nearest city leaving everyone behind! But they've entered a nightmare world where parasites or contaminated jelly beans or something terrible has affected the town! Rawrrrr defeat the evillllllll. Depend on the use of weapons and magic or some shit to prepare for the battles against towns people and incoming parasites or jelly beans.
But this won't be a shooter game. Something more adventurous like Zelda Ocarina of Time where you travel to different worlds and meet all kinds of people.
This almost makes me want to switch to video game development to see if I could pull it off.
Sunday, April 18, 2010
(57) Oh what to write about...
I'm really cold. Its been freezing in my room ever since last night. Probably because the window was open all of Friday and Saturday. My hands are cold and I can barely type :/
My roommate just got back and we split an orange!
It was delicious~!
I love fruit. Fruit just makes me so happy. I love fruit salads, fruity parfaits, fruit drinks (granted they're not loaded with sugar) and fruit fruit fruit! Its so sweet and not to mention pretty healthy. Loaded with tons of vitamins and even some antioxidants, there's no way you can go wrong with fruit.
But, it does have natural sugar... So, but eating too much fruit, can one get cavities?
My roommate just got back and we split an orange!
It was delicious~!
I love fruit. Fruit just makes me so happy. I love fruit salads, fruity parfaits, fruit drinks (granted they're not loaded with sugar) and fruit fruit fruit! Its so sweet and not to mention pretty healthy. Loaded with tons of vitamins and even some antioxidants, there's no way you can go wrong with fruit.
But, it does have natural sugar... So, but eating too much fruit, can one get cavities?
Saturday, April 17, 2010
(56) Finland; My Finnish Boyfriends (Sorry Kyle...)
Well I was expecting to have to start over tonight, but.... Kyle included me in his post, so I'm still in the run! As they say in Swedish, RWARR HAHAHAHHA!!!
So the concert was badass. One of the best metal concerts I've been to by far, and the lineup was great. It was all Finnish bands, too! Except for the opening band, they were from Chicago and they weren't really that great anyway.
So it was Swallow the Sun, Moonsorrow, and Finntroll -- all of which were superb. I guess I don't need to worry about my health anymore, I danced the whole night away and it was greeeeat.
The first two bands I had never heard before, and I must say they were pretty great. Actually, I take that back. I've heard Swallow the Sun before, but I just didn't know their name.
Swallow the Sun has a very melodic and tranquil sound which is ironic considering its metal. Great show, it also helped that the keyboardist was a fox (sorry Kyle).
Moonsorrow was ADHD positive. The guitarist was flippin' nuts and couldn't keep still for more than a minute. He was jumping and running all over the stage while playing guitar, would run up the mic just in the nick of time and do background vocals, and was swingin' his long hair all over the place. The singer was doing it too. I looked them up and apparently they're cousins, so I guess their insanity runs in the family. Anyway the melodies were great, and they put on a fantastic show.
And as usual, Finntroll was fantastic, and my two boyfriends did a great job as usual (the vocalist and guitarist). This was my third time seeing Finntroll, and every time I go I seem to forget how much I love them. What really pissed me off during their set was the crowd. They literally stole the spotlight. Sure crowd surfing is great and all, but to constantly throw people up on the stage while the band is performing? I don't think so.
The first one to crowd surf was a girl, and don't get me wrong, but.... Well she certainly wasn't the lightest person to pass around. Anyway, when she got to the front, no one knew what to do or where to pass her so she wound up getting tossed onto stage. Finntroll didn't mind, they actually welcomed her and let her have her 10 seconds of fame and then kicked her back out. Well, since she got attention from Finntroll and was welcomed onto stage, suddenly everyone wanted to surf onto stage.
I lost count of how many people got on the stage. It was unbelievably annoying. I wanted to see FINNTROLL-- not drunk bastards.
Kara, Brent, Nick, and myself were in front row. Sometimes I'd actually get hit with Vreth's hair. There was even a moment where Skrymer walked past him and his hair got caught on the tuning-knob-things on his guitar.
It was a first to be in the front row, but we constantly had to watch out backs for the people surfing behind us (most of them still were not the lightest people, nor the soberest). Someone fell on Kara and she hit her head on the monitor, and then someone fell on me too, and later I got kicked pretty hard right in the face. I was sure it was going to leave a bruise, but it didn't.
Call me crazy, but I almost wanted a bruise. I didn't want to spend any money on merch, so coming back with a bruise totally would've made up for it.
After the show, I saw the keyboardist from Swallow the Sun standing around in the crowd. I walked past him, realized who it was (the fox), and just stared right at him. He moved his lips to say "hello", and I smiled and said hello back. I was about ready to walk away until Nick went straight up to him, shook his hand and started a conversation. Nick is also a keyboardist in the band, so it had to have been a musician's thing ;p
So I started talking to him too, and he was sooooo nice. Really cool guy. Kara came up not too long after and asked me who he was, and I accidentally said he was the keyboardist from Moonsorrow.... because I thought he was.... Guess I got the band members mixed up. Oops. Well I know he heard me, but hopefully his English wasn't good enough to understand the terrible mistake I made. Even so, he kept talking to us and said he was glad to meet me (and likewise, Mr. Fox!), so I'm sure he didn't mind. He also apologized about the show, because one of the amps blew out and one of the guitarists missed a whole song. It wasn't a big deal because the music was so loud in the first place ;p
I've decided to make him my boyfriend, too (Er, sorry Kyle...).
So that leaves me with finally seeing my two boyfriends after so, so long, and meeting a new one. Last time I saw Vreth (Finntroll singer) was on August 30th of '08 and we celebrated our birthdays together. And Skrymer (guitar man) has really awkward eyes. They remind me of Megan Fox's eyes, which I hate, but I love his!! He is my soul.
Also, I finally got to shake BOTH their hands as they left stage after their encore. And I shook the hand of my new boyfriend Aleksi and had a wonderfully flirtatious conversation... Well, when I can download some albums and listen to the lovely keyboards, I know we'll be in love for a long time. Sorry, Kyle.
Thursday, April 15, 2010
(55) PLANET EARTH~ Mamoritai~
Okay, last health rant-- I swear! Well at least until the time becomes appropriate again.
I've been eating so much junk food. I had two high calorie yet absolutely delicious vanilla cappucino protein drinks, I ate cereal with whole milk, today I had a blizzard from Dairy Queen and right now I'm snacking on candy.
I can't say I'm body conscious because I'm not. But when all these things add up so quickly into two consecutive days I kinda freak a little. So it's time to start a health-kick for this week!
I cannot wait to see Finntroll tomorrow! I love metal concerts, and it looks like there are going to be two other folk-metal bands there, too!
I'm watching Life on Discovery Channel and this episode is about sea creatures. Its pretty cool, but judging from the episodes I've seen so far, the series seems a little quirky for such an expensively created and in depth documentary series. The music is sometimes a little strange and unexpected, like you're watching a Disney movie. Its also voiced by Oprah, so that adds to the quirkiness. Not because Oprah is quirky, we all know she's very intelligent and I'm sure I don't have to go on about her success. But she's narrating it in very plain dialogue. She stresses words like she's telling a story. For example, "the starfish... has met its match..". It seems like its much more of an innocently crafted series, even with all mating going on left-and-right. I could see this as the perfect visual that teachers would show in their elementary school classrooms for science, with the kids "oooh-ing" and "ahh-ing" the whole way through.
Now I'm not hating on this series, after all I'm watching it on TV right now. But lets compare it to Discovery's last Earth series, Planet Earth.
I like Planet Earth a little better. It had much more of a serious, yet completely intriguing mood, that really gave you a shock-factor feeling of all the things that go on so unknowingly throughout nature. It was narrated by Sigourney Weaver and for some reason it felt to me that Mother Nature was speaking to you herself. Along with the amazing footage (very similar, if not the same as Life), it was as though she was guiding you along the Earth on a grand tour, not just telling you about it. It was filled with "drama" if that's what I can call it. Sometimes, animals were given their own personalities and we'd watch them as they carried on throughout their day. Bad things happened to them, good things happened to them. It completely draws the viewer in to keep them wondering "What in the world is this interesting creature and what does it do?".
I think its boiled down to the narration. For those of you who have read my voice-over dream post, this is the perfect example of how a voice can change the mood of an entire series, and how I can't help but notice it the moment the first word is spoken. These two series could essentially be the same, but have become dramatically different to me based solely on the tone of the narrator. Oprah narrates with light, enthusiastic tones, whereas Sigourney Weaver brings drama and uncovers mystery as she guides you through the world.
Narration can be a powerful tool in a documentary. I just saw an ad for an upcoming series called Into the Universe with Stephen Hawking, and well.... I hope he isn't narrating.
I've been eating so much junk food. I had two high calorie yet absolutely delicious vanilla cappucino protein drinks, I ate cereal with whole milk, today I had a blizzard from Dairy Queen and right now I'm snacking on candy.
I can't say I'm body conscious because I'm not. But when all these things add up so quickly into two consecutive days I kinda freak a little. So it's time to start a health-kick for this week!
I cannot wait to see Finntroll tomorrow! I love metal concerts, and it looks like there are going to be two other folk-metal bands there, too!
I'm watching Life on Discovery Channel and this episode is about sea creatures. Its pretty cool, but judging from the episodes I've seen so far, the series seems a little quirky for such an expensively created and in depth documentary series. The music is sometimes a little strange and unexpected, like you're watching a Disney movie. Its also voiced by Oprah, so that adds to the quirkiness. Not because Oprah is quirky, we all know she's very intelligent and I'm sure I don't have to go on about her success. But she's narrating it in very plain dialogue. She stresses words like she's telling a story. For example, "the starfish... has met its match..". It seems like its much more of an innocently crafted series, even with all mating going on left-and-right. I could see this as the perfect visual that teachers would show in their elementary school classrooms for science, with the kids "oooh-ing" and "ahh-ing" the whole way through.
Now I'm not hating on this series, after all I'm watching it on TV right now. But lets compare it to Discovery's last Earth series, Planet Earth.
I like Planet Earth a little better. It had much more of a serious, yet completely intriguing mood, that really gave you a shock-factor feeling of all the things that go on so unknowingly throughout nature. It was narrated by Sigourney Weaver and for some reason it felt to me that Mother Nature was speaking to you herself. Along with the amazing footage (very similar, if not the same as Life), it was as though she was guiding you along the Earth on a grand tour, not just telling you about it. It was filled with "drama" if that's what I can call it. Sometimes, animals were given their own personalities and we'd watch them as they carried on throughout their day. Bad things happened to them, good things happened to them. It completely draws the viewer in to keep them wondering "What in the world is this interesting creature and what does it do?".
I think its boiled down to the narration. For those of you who have read my voice-over dream post, this is the perfect example of how a voice can change the mood of an entire series, and how I can't help but notice it the moment the first word is spoken. These two series could essentially be the same, but have become dramatically different to me based solely on the tone of the narrator. Oprah narrates with light, enthusiastic tones, whereas Sigourney Weaver brings drama and uncovers mystery as she guides you through the world.
Narration can be a powerful tool in a documentary. I just saw an ad for an upcoming series called Into the Universe with Stephen Hawking, and well.... I hope he isn't narrating.
Wednesday, April 14, 2010
(54) Health Problems > Ranting?
I can't wait to start wearing my contacts again. I don't know if its the sun or if my prescription is too strong, but my eyes free stretched. They ache constantly. I think I'll try them tomorrow :)
Well no one has fallen for my "coyote" story about my feet. Probably becauase its farfetched and not even that funny, but I'm just waiting for someone to actually believe me. Basically, I wore a pair of new sandals and the straps were so rough and unbroken-in, that they literally cut into my skin as I walked and have left two extremely deep and noticeable cuts. Ew.
Maybe I should stop talking about my eyeballs and my feet.
I finally got to watch Precious today. Very good movie. I recommend it.
Also, I got my car washed and the interior vacuumed! It looks so nice. All I need now is to tint the windows, I literally got sunburned through my car windows just by driving for 15 minutes today :(
I really do like being "pale", I suppose. There was once a time where I tried to do the whole tanning thing, but it got old fast. I think I actually decided to stop when I started seeing the orange and leather girls walking around. It was either that, or during my senior year, the summer of attempted-tanning, I went to the beach with a friend and we got locked out of the car. While we were standing around waiting for the locksmith, my back got burned really badly because I wasn't wearing enough sunblock. I could barely sleep for days, and I then became a sun-o-phobe.
Some people will try to argue with me that the vitamin D from the sun is extremely healthy, which it is. But all the vitamin D you need is absorbed within 10 minutes. With sunblock. Other than that? No benefits, no deal. Hahahah~
I don't think I'll ever tan. I don't think my skin is even capable of it anymore, I just burn. Its like your skin smoking a cigarette, with the carcinogens and everything. I absolutely love the beach, but I guarantee you I will be the freak on the beach with the umbrella, big-ass sunhat, probably a summer cardigan in case the sunblock fails me, and of course some SPF 50 on the side.
This post was weird. I often find that instead of ranting about my life or my problems, I rant about health-related issues, ones that no one really needs to know about. Have I mentioned how I think I'm one of those paranoid people that always thinks something is wrong? Because I am.
Well no one has fallen for my "coyote" story about my feet. Probably becauase its farfetched and not even that funny, but I'm just waiting for someone to actually believe me. Basically, I wore a pair of new sandals and the straps were so rough and unbroken-in, that they literally cut into my skin as I walked and have left two extremely deep and noticeable cuts. Ew.
Maybe I should stop talking about my eyeballs and my feet.
I finally got to watch Precious today. Very good movie. I recommend it.
Also, I got my car washed and the interior vacuumed! It looks so nice. All I need now is to tint the windows, I literally got sunburned through my car windows just by driving for 15 minutes today :(
I really do like being "pale", I suppose. There was once a time where I tried to do the whole tanning thing, but it got old fast. I think I actually decided to stop when I started seeing the orange and leather girls walking around. It was either that, or during my senior year, the summer of attempted-tanning, I went to the beach with a friend and we got locked out of the car. While we were standing around waiting for the locksmith, my back got burned really badly because I wasn't wearing enough sunblock. I could barely sleep for days, and I then became a sun-o-phobe.
Some people will try to argue with me that the vitamin D from the sun is extremely healthy, which it is. But all the vitamin D you need is absorbed within 10 minutes. With sunblock. Other than that? No benefits, no deal. Hahahah~
I don't think I'll ever tan. I don't think my skin is even capable of it anymore, I just burn. Its like your skin smoking a cigarette, with the carcinogens and everything. I absolutely love the beach, but I guarantee you I will be the freak on the beach with the umbrella, big-ass sunhat, probably a summer cardigan in case the sunblock fails me, and of course some SPF 50 on the side.
This post was weird. I often find that instead of ranting about my life or my problems, I rant about health-related issues, ones that no one really needs to know about. Have I mentioned how I think I'm one of those paranoid people that always thinks something is wrong? Because I am.
Tuesday, April 13, 2010
(53) You Can't Expect to Move to Wonder Woman's Island and Not Go Native
Today was awful. Last night I was up until 3AM working on those j103 projects. I had my phone on silent because it was a lab, and I was finally able to creep back into my room without waking Kathi.
Well, my phone serves as my alarm clock, and I never turned it off silent.
Not only did I miss my extremely important advisor's meeting, but I missed class--the one where my projects were supposed to be turned in. I didn't wake up until 1:20PM, by then class was long over and I would be heading off to Japanese.
So I skipped Japanese to de-panic myself, only to come to the conclusion of making a frantic email to Alfredo. Luckily, he told me I can turn in the projects tomorrow. Phew!
As for the adviser's meeting, I'm screwed. I'll try to send him an email, but since course request is over I'm thinking his schedule might be a little less booked than it has been lately. I'll try both methods.
It got better as I went to j101 and aced a test. I don't know what the heck AP style is, so I've been scoring straight C's on all my otherwise fantastic papers. So this should bump up my grade a little, considering the website scores haven't been posted yet.
Then, I met up with Katie and Emily, and we signed the lease to the apartment! I'm pretty excited, it seems like a really good place. We'll be at the Sunreach branch of Silvertree, which seems to have a good reputation around campus. There are lots of good services and a lot of freedom within the living units. Freedom as in no insane rules, no deceitful rules hidden in the lease, they allow PETS (but they cost more, sorry kitties ;_;) and other nice things.
My face feels hot. Time to start breakin' out my sunblock again. 'Tis the season....
Well, my phone serves as my alarm clock, and I never turned it off silent.
Not only did I miss my extremely important advisor's meeting, but I missed class--the one where my projects were supposed to be turned in. I didn't wake up until 1:20PM, by then class was long over and I would be heading off to Japanese.
So I skipped Japanese to de-panic myself, only to come to the conclusion of making a frantic email to Alfredo. Luckily, he told me I can turn in the projects tomorrow. Phew!
As for the adviser's meeting, I'm screwed. I'll try to send him an email, but since course request is over I'm thinking his schedule might be a little less booked than it has been lately. I'll try both methods.
It got better as I went to j101 and aced a test. I don't know what the heck AP style is, so I've been scoring straight C's on all my otherwise fantastic papers. So this should bump up my grade a little, considering the website scores haven't been posted yet.
Then, I met up with Katie and Emily, and we signed the lease to the apartment! I'm pretty excited, it seems like a really good place. We'll be at the Sunreach branch of Silvertree, which seems to have a good reputation around campus. There are lots of good services and a lot of freedom within the living units. Freedom as in no insane rules, no deceitful rules hidden in the lease, they allow PETS (but they cost more, sorry kitties ;_;) and other nice things.
My face feels hot. Time to start breakin' out my sunblock again. 'Tis the season....
Monday, April 12, 2010
(52) Start Kickin' In, Coffee
Well I've been in the Robert Bell computer lab for over 5 hours. Its 1:19 AM and I got here at 8. I have to make 3 projects for j104 (with two down), which is a graphic design course that's a core curriculum for journalism majors. I absolutely love the class, but squeezing in the time for the projects is tough.
I'm at a complete creative block right now. Kyle came over to keep me company and we just had some coffee, and I ate animal crackers because I'm hungry :(
Not sad because I ate, but because I want more food.
Also, today while at Woodworth with friends/fashion crew, I walked in on the most disturbing conversation between two girls working at the comfort zone. Neither girls were overweight, as a matter of fact they were very pretty; but seem to have some offbeat body issues. I walked up to the counter debating whether or not I should get ribs (which I'm thinkin' I shoulda!), and the girl goes on with her conversation to the other telling her that she used to eat 800 calories a day and worked out for a minimum of two hours per day.
Uh, two hours would burn those calories off without a problem. So realistically she was pretty much working out while starving herself. And working out everyday for more than 20 minutes can't possibly be good for you. I'm pretty sure this type of behavior is a n eating disorder thats on the rise lately, called something along the lines of "excersize bulimia", I believe. Its reverse of the typical eating disorder, which is that they have an extremely positive view of their lifestyle. Excersizing is healthy, and it can't possibly be bad for you... Bu then comes the case of over-doing it, which can have terrible effects on the body.
I'd say I don't understand why people think this way, but its an eating disorder so I can't blame those who are suffering from it. A lot of times I worry about my friend Chelsea, who, at least for a time being, was walking on a thin line of trying to keep herself healthy and falling into this eating disorder. I would walk into the room and find her doing situps and other nonsensical things right before we would go out. Literally, we couldn't leave until she did crunches for at least (x) number of reps... Does this sound healthy?
No.
I tried to explain this to her once, and that I was worried about her, but of course "There's no way keeping myself in shape is unhealthy!". I think eventually she came to realise that she was being excessive, so as far as I know she's alright now.
Well I think I oughta gather some more information on this before I go any further, and I really oughta finish this last poster... which I still have no ideas for.
I'm at a complete creative block right now. Kyle came over to keep me company and we just had some coffee, and I ate animal crackers because I'm hungry :(
Not sad because I ate, but because I want more food.
Also, today while at Woodworth with friends/fashion crew, I walked in on the most disturbing conversation between two girls working at the comfort zone. Neither girls were overweight, as a matter of fact they were very pretty; but seem to have some offbeat body issues. I walked up to the counter debating whether or not I should get ribs (which I'm thinkin' I shoulda!), and the girl goes on with her conversation to the other telling her that she used to eat 800 calories a day and worked out for a minimum of two hours per day.
Uh, two hours would burn those calories off without a problem. So realistically she was pretty much working out while starving herself. And working out everyday for more than 20 minutes can't possibly be good for you. I'm pretty sure this type of behavior is a n eating disorder thats on the rise lately, called something along the lines of "excersize bulimia", I believe. Its reverse of the typical eating disorder, which is that they have an extremely positive view of their lifestyle. Excersizing is healthy, and it can't possibly be bad for you... Bu then comes the case of over-doing it, which can have terrible effects on the body.
I'd say I don't understand why people think this way, but its an eating disorder so I can't blame those who are suffering from it. A lot of times I worry about my friend Chelsea, who, at least for a time being, was walking on a thin line of trying to keep herself healthy and falling into this eating disorder. I would walk into the room and find her doing situps and other nonsensical things right before we would go out. Literally, we couldn't leave until she did crunches for at least (x) number of reps... Does this sound healthy?
No.
I tried to explain this to her once, and that I was worried about her, but of course "There's no way keeping myself in shape is unhealthy!". I think eventually she came to realise that she was being excessive, so as far as I know she's alright now.
Well I think I oughta gather some more information on this before I go any further, and I really oughta finish this last poster... which I still have no ideas for.
Sunday, April 11, 2010
(51) Take my Revolution
Anime music is undoubtedly one of my biggest guilty pleasures. Right now my secret playlist is featuring Revolutionary Girl Utena's Rinbun Revolution, something about saving damsels, ribbons, staring revolutions, giggling, and naked chicks. Its awesome.
I used to really want to be a voice-over for anime, and I still think it would be a lot of fun. I'd probably be the best one out there (the vanity continues! 51, 51, 51!!!), only because it seems like American actors don't put enough effort into the craft, which why I typically screw dubs anyway and go straight for the Japanese version. Plus picking up on the language helps ;p
If I could be a voice-over, I would totally go all out in my work. How fun would it be!? Whenever I watch an animated movie, tv show, or commercial, the first thing I notice is the voice. Does it match? Does it sync with the lip movements? Is the tone matching the mood of the message being delivered?
Its even got down to the point where I seriously watch the credits and try to familiarize myself with some of the actors' names and the voices they played. I always find myself stopping to listen to the voice when I hear the voice actor for cartoons or anime-- I'm trying to recognize the voice, the actor or actresses name, and if/where I've heard their work before.
I don't know why I do this; maybe because I've secretly wanted to hold a voice-over job since I was... well, around 13. Around the time I started getting into Japanese, and anime, and around the time I was basically just awkward.
Sometimes when I do recognize the voice, I actually get excited. Especially when I hear voices from my favorite cartoons or anime doing commercials or other good shows. Usually, I'll even point out/ask "Is that the voice of ____!??" and I get really giddy.
Does everyone do this? Or is it just me?
My absolute favorite dubbed anime is Slayers. Every voice matches perfectly to the character's personality, and they sync with the animations, to boot. A lot of times, I prefer to watch in English because it flows so naturally.... which almost makes me feel bad, because Lina Inverse is voiced by Megumi Hayashibara in Japanese. She is my favorite voice over, not to mention an awesome singer. I've idolized her since I was 13 and awkward, and always wanted to be sound just like her (lol).
I must say that deep down its still a dream of mine to be a voice-over, but I'm sure its going to stay that way. Its a little too far-fetched to chase after now. To land the best jobs, I'd need the best training, which ultimately falls under the category of pursuing a career in acting. There are too many other career opportunities I'm indulging in at the time. u_u
I used to really want to be a voice-over for anime, and I still think it would be a lot of fun. I'd probably be the best one out there (the vanity continues! 51, 51, 51!!!), only because it seems like American actors don't put enough effort into the craft, which why I typically screw dubs anyway and go straight for the Japanese version. Plus picking up on the language helps ;p
If I could be a voice-over, I would totally go all out in my work. How fun would it be!? Whenever I watch an animated movie, tv show, or commercial, the first thing I notice is the voice. Does it match? Does it sync with the lip movements? Is the tone matching the mood of the message being delivered?
Its even got down to the point where I seriously watch the credits and try to familiarize myself with some of the actors' names and the voices they played. I always find myself stopping to listen to the voice when I hear the voice actor for cartoons or anime-- I'm trying to recognize the voice, the actor or actresses name, and if/where I've heard their work before.
I don't know why I do this; maybe because I've secretly wanted to hold a voice-over job since I was... well, around 13. Around the time I started getting into Japanese, and anime, and around the time I was basically just awkward.
Sometimes when I do recognize the voice, I actually get excited. Especially when I hear voices from my favorite cartoons or anime doing commercials or other good shows. Usually, I'll even point out/ask "Is that the voice of ____!??" and I get really giddy.
Does everyone do this? Or is it just me?
My absolute favorite dubbed anime is Slayers. Every voice matches perfectly to the character's personality, and they sync with the animations, to boot. A lot of times, I prefer to watch in English because it flows so naturally.... which almost makes me feel bad, because Lina Inverse is voiced by Megumi Hayashibara in Japanese. She is my favorite voice over, not to mention an awesome singer. I've idolized her since I was 13 and awkward, and always wanted to be sound just like her (lol).
I must say that deep down its still a dream of mine to be a voice-over, but I'm sure its going to stay that way. Its a little too far-fetched to chase after now. To land the best jobs, I'd need the best training, which ultimately falls under the category of pursuing a career in acting. There are too many other career opportunities I'm indulging in at the time. u_u
Saturday, April 10, 2010
(50) 50 50 50!! This is the Post Where I Talk About How Great I Am!!
Late night was actually pretty fun this time around. I never actually read the Harry Potter series, and quickly lost interest in the movies, but the Harry Potter theme was pretty cool. We took pictures with cardboard characters, made masquerade masks, had hot tea, watched a game of quidditch for maybe a few seconds, and basically wandered to check out the sights. It was good fun.
Abe told me to write about how my friends at Ball State are all a bunch of nerds, so I think I'll do that.... starting with Abraham!
Abe's a cool man, dude. But he just-so-happens to be (mildly? extremely?) obsessive about his Pokemon. He also enjoys internet jokes and video games.
Louis used to do the 90/90 challenge, but he did not make it. So I don't know if he'll read this or not, but he loves tie dye tshirts and Pokmon very, very much.
Lets throw Leslie into the mix, too. She's a really cool chick, and is pretty darn smart to-boot. She equally enjoys Pokemon and video games, as well as other nerdy things many of us indulge in.
I don't know if I want to write about other people for much longer, so just to make it even, lets talk about ME.
I am fantastic. My life rules. I like video games, sci-fi things are cool, awesome comic books and manga, I occasionally wear my sexy librarian glasses, and overall I'm one-of-a-kind. I played Humans vs. Zombies last semester, and it was a blast, even if too many zombie freaks did take it too seriously. After watching the move Role Models, I even considered LARPing. I think it would be a hell of a lot of fun to go all out in costumes and accessories and battle-- and I love anything fantasy. Throw some fairies in there are you've got my attention for sure. Even if it is my little un-feminist guilty pleasures, throw in a handsome, strong, swordsman and a dainty princess and you've got the potential to make a fantastic action-packed love story in my opinion.
Think I'm a weirdo yet?
Well, I'm not... but not by much. I enjoy going out, I like fancy alcoholic drinks (but I'm not a fan of getting drunk), I like fashionable clothes, good movies, board games, hanging with friends, travelling-- though I don't do much travelling, and overall I could say my life is average. Therefore, nerdiness is better, and nerdy people interest me much more than normal ones do.
PWN.
Friday, April 9, 2010
(49) Who's that Irish Talk-Show Host?
Or at least I think he's Irish, though I could be wrong. Craig Ferguson, that's his name! He just had the worst band on his show. The lead singer looked like Russel Brand and couldn't sing. His high pitched wailing got so loud I had to turn the volume down, and even that didn't help. I snatched my remote as quickly as I could and pressed the first two buttons I saw -- hence right now I'm listening to jazzy music on the weather channel. The screeching wails of that singer... ugh!
Well the good news it, looks like it'll be nice tomorrow!
I like Craig Ferguson, especially because he had Jennifer Aniston and Betty White tonight!
But get a better band next time.
Left 4 Dead is awesome and I still want an Xbox.
Whats that disorder called when you feel like you're constantly sick, like some sort of terminal illness is drawing closer and closer to you? I think I have that. Nothing like cancer or anything like that, but physical things--HOLD ON -- I'm watching the news, and apparently someone posted a flyer in town for a Swinger's club meeting at the online website; clothes being optional. I guess a ton of people found out about this awkward town gathering, and a townsperson was just interviewed, claiming the meeting is immoral-- immoral because it's fornication--anyway, its really stupid that I freak out, because I'm only 20, quite healthy, and frankly I'd like to think I'm pretty damn invincible.
Well the good news it, looks like it'll be nice tomorrow!
I like Craig Ferguson, especially because he had Jennifer Aniston and Betty White tonight!
But get a better band next time.
Left 4 Dead is awesome and I still want an Xbox.
Whats that disorder called when you feel like you're constantly sick, like some sort of terminal illness is drawing closer and closer to you? I think I have that. Nothing like cancer or anything like that, but physical things--HOLD ON -- I'm watching the news, and apparently someone posted a flyer in town for a Swinger's club meeting at the online website; clothes being optional. I guess a ton of people found out about this awkward town gathering, and a townsperson was just interviewed, claiming the meeting is immoral-- immoral because it's fornication--anyway, its really stupid that I freak out, because I'm only 20, quite healthy, and frankly I'd like to think I'm pretty damn invincible.
Thursday, April 8, 2010
(48) Do'nut Publish Us!
I heard its going nationwide. I sort of doubt that, but if it is, I don't really want to talk about this anymore... but I'm not looking forward to the near future when the mass media tarnishes the reputation of Ball State. Actually, Ball State students have given encouragement and even submitted all the articles nesessary for the article to be written.
They think the articles will mock the Ball State administration for sending the mass email, but once these articles are printed and published, we will transform from "party school" to a school that worships sexual offenders and praises their actions, mocking and victim-blaming along the way. This isn't what the students want, but thanks to thier actions, thats what we will become.
Today was another ordinary day, I suppose. Nothing too exciting happened, but I woke up at 10:20 for my 11:00 class, and somehow managed to be early today; when I usually rush to get ready and run out the door at 10:50. It was odd how time went by so slowly and I moved so quickly, for once.
I really want some powdered donuts. I don't know what it is about those cheap Little Debbie donuts that I find myself craving so much lately. I'm no Homer Simpson, but when I want donuts, I WANT DONUTS.
And right about now, I want a donut.
They think the articles will mock the Ball State administration for sending the mass email, but once these articles are printed and published, we will transform from "party school" to a school that worships sexual offenders and praises their actions, mocking and victim-blaming along the way. This isn't what the students want, but thanks to thier actions, thats what we will become.
Today was another ordinary day, I suppose. Nothing too exciting happened, but I woke up at 10:20 for my 11:00 class, and somehow managed to be early today; when I usually rush to get ready and run out the door at 10:50. It was odd how time went by so slowly and I moved so quickly, for once.
I really want some powdered donuts. I don't know what it is about those cheap Little Debbie donuts that I find myself craving so much lately. I'm no Homer Simpson, but when I want donuts, I WANT DONUTS.
And right about now, I want a donut.
Wednesday, April 7, 2010
(46) Welcome to BSU, Bull Shit University
I cannot believe how disgusted I am with Ball State students. To make Facebook fan pages, and even a fucking EVENT in honor of sexual harassment on campus. This is beyond belief. I have so many thoughts and emotions right now I don't even think I can express them like everything else I write about. I just can't believe a school would band together to make a mockery of these girls.
Sure, it sounds funny. Some guy on a bike slapped two girls on the behinds, rode off, and it was reported to the Ball State police department. Very funny, right? I'll admit, I even laughed when I first heard it, but my interpretation quickly changed from something harmless, like a sitcom-humor, to something a little more serious, like legitimate sexual harassment.
There were two reported cases of this, but who knows if or how many other girls were victims of this little prank.
One thing is for sure, its not okay to poke fun at and make a mockery of the women who didn't approve of being harassed by a stranger.
If this happened to me, I wouldn't be happy. Absolutely no one is allowed to touch me without my consent, let alone a reason to even think about touching me in the first place.
Do you think these girls have facebook? Do you think they haven't SEEN THE PAGE!? This is beyond victim-blaming, it's victim MOCKERY. And this is taking place during Sexual Harassment Awareness Month. And Ball State students are so happy to humiliate these girls.
And now, I come to find a campus-event called "Ass-Slapping Wednesday". I'm lucky enough to not be the one in four women who's been seriously sexually assaulted her lifetime, but even this just hits me as sheer evil. Yes, evil. Evil like the biblical term that describes the devil himself. Such disrespect towards these girls is beyond words right now. Has anyone even read the update? This man is facing battery charges. Battery. This goes to show that "slap" is lightening the subject, these women were hit. Battery can fall under a felony count, not to menton this falls under sexual circumstances.
I actually submitted this story to quite a few of my favorite feminist blogs, and I'm hoping word will get out about this. I just found it especially unique, because of all the triggering blogs they've posted about pro-rape facebook pages among college campuses, none have ever condoned victim mockery.
I find it funny that the description for "Ass Slapping Wednesday" specifically states that it must be kept consensual, so as to not cause any controversy over the game. I wonder why it has to be consensual....
It looks like after EIGHT HOURS they finally decided to update that they're not condoning violence towards women or assault, but they're making fun of the fact that this is considered an emergency situation. That lifts an enormous weight, but the comments and the pictures speak for themselves. The fans are in it to humiliate the girls who reported it, and no one can deny that. Just read them. Its disgusting.
Sure, it sounds funny. Some guy on a bike slapped two girls on the behinds, rode off, and it was reported to the Ball State police department. Very funny, right? I'll admit, I even laughed when I first heard it, but my interpretation quickly changed from something harmless, like a sitcom-humor, to something a little more serious, like legitimate sexual harassment.
There were two reported cases of this, but who knows if or how many other girls were victims of this little prank.
One thing is for sure, its not okay to poke fun at and make a mockery of the women who didn't approve of being harassed by a stranger.
If this happened to me, I wouldn't be happy. Absolutely no one is allowed to touch me without my consent, let alone a reason to even think about touching me in the first place.
Do you think these girls have facebook? Do you think they haven't SEEN THE PAGE!? This is beyond victim-blaming, it's victim MOCKERY. And this is taking place during Sexual Harassment Awareness Month. And Ball State students are so happy to humiliate these girls.
And now, I come to find a campus-event called "Ass-Slapping Wednesday". I'm lucky enough to not be the one in four women who's been seriously sexually assaulted her lifetime, but even this just hits me as sheer evil. Yes, evil. Evil like the biblical term that describes the devil himself. Such disrespect towards these girls is beyond words right now. Has anyone even read the update? This man is facing battery charges. Battery. This goes to show that "slap" is lightening the subject, these women were hit. Battery can fall under a felony count, not to menton this falls under sexual circumstances.
I actually submitted this story to quite a few of my favorite feminist blogs, and I'm hoping word will get out about this. I just found it especially unique, because of all the triggering blogs they've posted about pro-rape facebook pages among college campuses, none have ever condoned victim mockery.
I find it funny that the description for "Ass Slapping Wednesday" specifically states that it must be kept consensual, so as to not cause any controversy over the game. I wonder why it has to be consensual....
It looks like after EIGHT HOURS they finally decided to update that they're not condoning violence towards women or assault, but they're making fun of the fact that this is considered an emergency situation. That lifts an enormous weight, but the comments and the pictures speak for themselves. The fans are in it to humiliate the girls who reported it, and no one can deny that. Just read them. Its disgusting.
Tuesday, April 6, 2010
(45) 45 Again?
My blog posts have been misnumbered. I haven't missed any, and no I'm not living in a Shutter-Island fantasy death world!
So, onward.
It looks like I jinxed myself. I went around telling people that I was so lucky for not once getting sick all winter, and now I've got allergies. I'm sick and miserable. I can't even wear my contact lenses, which really bothers me. I mean I love my glasses, but after being so used to contacts, switching over to glasses as my full-time eye wear (lol?) again is an adjustment. It wouldn't be a big deal, but the sun and I aren't on the best terms. Without my protective sun shield I like to call "sunglasses", the moment I walk outside its as though I'm blinded instantly. There's nothing I can do unless I want to take off my glasses and wear my sunglasses anyway, but then I can't see!
One I reach a safe zone indoors, it doesn't take long before the aftermath of the optical battle approaches. The sun gives me headaches. I know it sounds crazy, but if I'm outside in the summer sun for long periods of time, I'll get a headache. Even today, I got a headache. Maybe I shouldn't be so tough on Mr. Sunshine, but I think just bright places in general bother me a lot.
I must've looked like a pansy-little freak as I was walking around today looking at the ground and trying to shield my eyes because I could barely look up without hurting my eyes.
I have some clip-on sunglasses in my car that I can use but.... they're tacky.
But desperate times call for desperate measures and I'll probably get them later!
Anyway, I'm looking forwards to the fashion show meeting tonight, getting to see everyone's clothes and judging them as though I even know what counts as Harajuku or Day & Night anyway.
So, onward.
It looks like I jinxed myself. I went around telling people that I was so lucky for not once getting sick all winter, and now I've got allergies. I'm sick and miserable. I can't even wear my contact lenses, which really bothers me. I mean I love my glasses, but after being so used to contacts, switching over to glasses as my full-time eye wear (lol?) again is an adjustment. It wouldn't be a big deal, but the sun and I aren't on the best terms. Without my protective sun shield I like to call "sunglasses", the moment I walk outside its as though I'm blinded instantly. There's nothing I can do unless I want to take off my glasses and wear my sunglasses anyway, but then I can't see!
One I reach a safe zone indoors, it doesn't take long before the aftermath of the optical battle approaches. The sun gives me headaches. I know it sounds crazy, but if I'm outside in the summer sun for long periods of time, I'll get a headache. Even today, I got a headache. Maybe I shouldn't be so tough on Mr. Sunshine, but I think just bright places in general bother me a lot.
I must've looked like a pansy-little freak as I was walking around today looking at the ground and trying to shield my eyes because I could barely look up without hurting my eyes.
I have some clip-on sunglasses in my car that I can use but.... they're tacky.
But desperate times call for desperate measures and I'll probably get them later!
Anyway, I'm looking forwards to the fashion show meeting tonight, getting to see everyone's clothes and judging them as though I even know what counts as Harajuku or Day & Night anyway.
Monday, April 5, 2010
(45) Major Boredom.
So I think that a major in advertising would be really fun. I'm loving my graphic design course, and I actually considered switching to advertising from PR, but then I realized... I normally don't like advertisements.
I'm not much of an artist, but I still have a pretty good hold on art as a whole. I see beauty in nearly everything, even "ugly" art. I can analyze, I know the principals, I can come up with tons of interpretations, I notice the background details of a painting, and so on. So how great would it be to work in a field that encourages this type of artistic recognition-- and a skilled eye?
Pretty great I suppose, and I know I'd love it. But advertisements will sometimes do anything for attention it seems, and the more controversy, the better. But at the same time, artful and meaningful advertisements probably wouldn't sell like the attention-getters, unless of course the ad is viewed by an art-lover.
Personally, when I see something completely artistic and creative, I'm more likely to stop and take a second-look. But I don't think I see them very often, and it makes me wonder if advertising companies specifically don't want artistic themes. I can really see that as making sense, though. Art probably targets a much narrower audience, with fewer people recognizing it as a message and/or advertisement, others just seeing it as a pretty picture on the wall, passing by without a second thought.
Well I know I'd love to make crazy ads and shock audiences with the "wow" factor, but it seems like too much pressure every day. If you mess up the advertisement, you've potentially put a dent the entire company's profit. Afterawhile, the needs and expectations of the company could become so narrow and straight-to-the-point, that I see myself becoming bored very easily.
Not only that, but the little feminist inside me flat-out says "No". The media sexualizes everything, specifically products that have nothing to do with sex in anyway. Anyone remember those Reebok commercials for the shoes that help get you in shape? Every commercial was either a naked woman in bed, or close-ups on her boobs and butt. And the magazine ads were pretty much the same.
Its not even just women, but men are all mimbos (referencing Seinfeld, go me!) in advertisements. The man who doesn't know what to do when he spills juice on the floor/doesn't seem to have logic of any kind, or is too obsessed with his sports show.
I'd love to work in a creative field like advertising, but its filled with sexism, can sometimes contain crude humor (which I don't like in general), is a hit-or-miss for the company, and I truly think I'd just be bored after awhile.
So, PR for me.
I'm not much of an artist, but I still have a pretty good hold on art as a whole. I see beauty in nearly everything, even "ugly" art. I can analyze, I know the principals, I can come up with tons of interpretations, I notice the background details of a painting, and so on. So how great would it be to work in a field that encourages this type of artistic recognition-- and a skilled eye?
Pretty great I suppose, and I know I'd love it. But advertisements will sometimes do anything for attention it seems, and the more controversy, the better. But at the same time, artful and meaningful advertisements probably wouldn't sell like the attention-getters, unless of course the ad is viewed by an art-lover.
Personally, when I see something completely artistic and creative, I'm more likely to stop and take a second-look. But I don't think I see them very often, and it makes me wonder if advertising companies specifically don't want artistic themes. I can really see that as making sense, though. Art probably targets a much narrower audience, with fewer people recognizing it as a message and/or advertisement, others just seeing it as a pretty picture on the wall, passing by without a second thought.
Well I know I'd love to make crazy ads and shock audiences with the "wow" factor, but it seems like too much pressure every day. If you mess up the advertisement, you've potentially put a dent the entire company's profit. Afterawhile, the needs and expectations of the company could become so narrow and straight-to-the-point, that I see myself becoming bored very easily.
Not only that, but the little feminist inside me flat-out says "No". The media sexualizes everything, specifically products that have nothing to do with sex in anyway. Anyone remember those Reebok commercials for the shoes that help get you in shape? Every commercial was either a naked woman in bed, or close-ups on her boobs and butt. And the magazine ads were pretty much the same.
Its not even just women, but men are all mimbos (referencing Seinfeld, go me!) in advertisements. The man who doesn't know what to do when he spills juice on the floor/doesn't seem to have logic of any kind, or is too obsessed with his sports show.
I'd love to work in a creative field like advertising, but its filled with sexism, can sometimes contain crude humor (which I don't like in general), is a hit-or-miss for the company, and I truly think I'd just be bored after awhile.
So, PR for me.
Sunday, April 4, 2010
(44) Real Eyes Realise Real Lies
I want to keep this short and sweet, because I'm completely exhausted. Why did I wait until last minute to blog for the 30-someth time? I guess the only excuse I have is that its in my nature.
Our Lesson: Change your bad habits.
Today I ignored (but later returned) two phone calls from my parents that I really should have taken in the first place, it turned out to be something important, but I can't decide if I want to talk about it at this #44 marker yet; I have dirt to dig and details to find out!
Or, to be totally TMI and completely discrete at the same time, in the words of Tei-sensei, "Class, Shimonzu-san's brother was arrested this weekend, so I'd like to use this opportunity to remind you all to be good citizens of society. You can still get an A.".
Our lesson: Don't ignore mom & pop's phone calls.
My eyes have been crying all day. No not because of drama, but because of the grand changing of season's event. I watched The Girl Who Lept Through Time today with Shuichiro, and my contacts would dry-up and I'd start tearing up every so often throughout the movie. Maybe the room was dry, or it could've been dust flying in through the open window. Maybe it was even my mascara.
It is springtime now, and I'm sure I'm not the only one whose eyes are being affected by it, but I wound up feeling a little embarrassed because of my teary-spells. It wouldn't be so bad, but it just so coincidentally happened that I'd "cry" during all the sad and dramatic parts-as though I was legitimately touched by the movie and couldn't control my raging emotions. I sure hope the excuse "I'm not crying, there's something in my eye!" worked, but I mostly think it didn't.
Our lesson: .....lol.
Our Lesson: Change your bad habits.
Today I ignored (but later returned) two phone calls from my parents that I really should have taken in the first place, it turned out to be something important, but I can't decide if I want to talk about it at this #44 marker yet; I have dirt to dig and details to find out!
Or, to be totally TMI and completely discrete at the same time, in the words of Tei-sensei, "Class, Shimonzu-san's brother was arrested this weekend, so I'd like to use this opportunity to remind you all to be good citizens of society. You can still get an A.".
Our lesson: Don't ignore mom & pop's phone calls.
My eyes have been crying all day. No not because of drama, but because of the grand changing of season's event. I watched The Girl Who Lept Through Time today with Shuichiro, and my contacts would dry-up and I'd start tearing up every so often throughout the movie. Maybe the room was dry, or it could've been dust flying in through the open window. Maybe it was even my mascara.
It is springtime now, and I'm sure I'm not the only one whose eyes are being affected by it, but I wound up feeling a little embarrassed because of my teary-spells. It wouldn't be so bad, but it just so coincidentally happened that I'd "cry" during all the sad and dramatic parts-as though I was legitimately touched by the movie and couldn't control my raging emotions. I sure hope the excuse "I'm not crying, there's something in my eye!" worked, but I mostly think it didn't.
Our lesson: .....lol.
Saturday, April 3, 2010
(43) Mission: Incomplete
I love video games. But sadly, they seem to be the thing that has become less and less available to me compared to all the other things I'm into.
When I got my DS, I was thrilled. Its perfect for all kinds of RPG's, my favorite genre, and I was ready to get back into the swing of playing some good games like back in my N64 era. But video games become an expensive hobby after awhile, and on top of that I started to notice that I was getting a little tired of RPG's with the same 'ol graphics, same 'ol magic, and the same 'ol story lines. So my DS has been miserably collecting dust on my shelf the past year or so. Already, DS games I've always wanted are going on sale and clearance to make room for the next big Nintendo handheld, so I'm surprised that the reign my DS had over me for awhile hasn't risen again. And my PS2? I actually lost the outlet cord, so I couldn't play it if I wanted to.
One thing I really can't decide on is whether or not I want an XBox 360. I really do like the system best out of all the newest ones on the market. Even though its known mostly for shooters, I know it still holds a pretty wide variety of games, even RPG's.
But will I play it often enough to get my money's worth? Or will the high cost of games send my 360 into the same dusty fate as my DS? I recently read an non-serious article on the top 10 things to never buy used, and video games made the list. It certainly doesn't surprise me. Since most of the best games are already out, and I've still yet to lay a hand on them, I'm sure I can buy all the games I'd want at an average of $30 compared to the new prices of about $60.
I can remember back into my middle-school and early high school days. I loved my N64, and would rush home every day after school to play my cutesy little games, like Mario 64, Zelda, Starfox, and various others. Some of the stories, namely Zelda, absolutely mesmerized me. In fact, if it was't for my brother's friend who sold me my first video game for $5 (Zelda, go figure!), I probably never would have discovered its ability to tell a fantastic story, and tell this story much faster than my little issue with literature... maybe that's a terrible example, but you get it.
So maybe this summer if I can save enough money I'll go ahead and treat myself to some new games, specifically for my DS, but even for my PS2. If I really bank in some money at wherever it is I end up working, maybe I'll even throw in a 360.
Well, any recommendations? ;p
When I got my DS, I was thrilled. Its perfect for all kinds of RPG's, my favorite genre, and I was ready to get back into the swing of playing some good games like back in my N64 era. But video games become an expensive hobby after awhile, and on top of that I started to notice that I was getting a little tired of RPG's with the same 'ol graphics, same 'ol magic, and the same 'ol story lines. So my DS has been miserably collecting dust on my shelf the past year or so. Already, DS games I've always wanted are going on sale and clearance to make room for the next big Nintendo handheld, so I'm surprised that the reign my DS had over me for awhile hasn't risen again. And my PS2? I actually lost the outlet cord, so I couldn't play it if I wanted to.
One thing I really can't decide on is whether or not I want an XBox 360. I really do like the system best out of all the newest ones on the market. Even though its known mostly for shooters, I know it still holds a pretty wide variety of games, even RPG's.
But will I play it often enough to get my money's worth? Or will the high cost of games send my 360 into the same dusty fate as my DS? I recently read an non-serious article on the top 10 things to never buy used, and video games made the list. It certainly doesn't surprise me. Since most of the best games are already out, and I've still yet to lay a hand on them, I'm sure I can buy all the games I'd want at an average of $30 compared to the new prices of about $60.
I can remember back into my middle-school and early high school days. I loved my N64, and would rush home every day after school to play my cutesy little games, like Mario 64, Zelda, Starfox, and various others. Some of the stories, namely Zelda, absolutely mesmerized me. In fact, if it was't for my brother's friend who sold me my first video game for $5 (Zelda, go figure!), I probably never would have discovered its ability to tell a fantastic story, and tell this story much faster than my little issue with literature... maybe that's a terrible example, but you get it.
So maybe this summer if I can save enough money I'll go ahead and treat myself to some new games, specifically for my DS, but even for my PS2. If I really bank in some money at wherever it is I end up working, maybe I'll even throw in a 360.
Well, any recommendations? ;p
Friday, April 2, 2010
(42) Sex Work... Or Elegance?
Contrary to popular belief, a Geisha is not a prostitute. As a of matter of fact, back in the older days of Japan, Geisha were highly respected women, with a rich social status probably along the same lines as a business man had. They made money, lived with other Geisha in an Okiya, and the Geisha industry was very much a lively business; not just something the women improvised as each day went by.
Their roles as Geisha were far from scandalous or secretive in any way. Young girls admired them and dreamed of being as elegant and talented as the Geisha. Geisha were like "friends" for business men and other wealthy people. They were beautiful and young women to "hang out" with. They poured tea, flirted, laughed at and made jokes, performed dances, played the Shamisen, and various other little things to keep their customers entertained, not to mention keep them spending money.
Everything from their makeup to the extremely expensive silk kimono caught the attention of anyone who passed them in town. Their hairstyle was an art form even in itself, held together with waxes and embellished with hairpins just as expensive as the rest of their attire. The Geisha were working women, running their businesses and keeping their entertainment services available, that is to anyone who could afford it.
But, there were women in the lower-class societies that also wore Kimono, makeup, and had exotic hairstyles. Keep in mind, they were incomparable to the elegance of the Geisha. But, these women were the prostitutes Westerners associate Geisha with.
It was after World War II where these women traveled to the west and various other countries that knew nothing of kimono, let alone Geisha. The kimono-bearing women, still maintaining their jobs in the sex industry, called themselves Geisha. The word of these exotic, mysterious, sex workers quickly spread among the west; thus, the negative connotation that Geisha are prostitutes was born.
You could possibly compare a Geisha to a modern day employee at a Japanese Maid Cafe. She gets paid to dress up, hang out with, and play games with her customers.
I'm sitting here as a LAN party, and asked people for some topics. No one had anyway. We just finished a game of Apples-to-Apples, and then Abraham hands me a game card that says "Geisha". And so, my epic blog that has destroyed the beliefs of all you Geisha-bashers has been born. Well, they're waiting for me to start a new game, so I must go.
Thursday, April 1, 2010
(41) Everybody Do the Bot-Hop
I hate robots. Whats the point of having a robot? To get you some food when you don't feel like going to the fridge yourself? To battle enemies across the country in times of war? To perform surgery and possibly malfunction, causing death due to your highly paid doctor's laziness?
Machines, which take the name of robots, are pretty cool and make perfect sense, but human-form robots doing everyday human tasks just doesn't make sense to me.
We as human beings have seemingly become socialized to cherish laziness in the name of "advanced technology". We create these robots in our image do things that we ought to be able to do ourselves, no robots necessary. Sure, a lot of it is pure science. But the rest, like the things you want it to do, the shape you want it to have, the abilities it will obtain, the things it will say, it all comes from sheer imagination. And these robots are basically built from the source of the creator's fantasy.
For starters, I'd hate to go to the airport and be greeted with the smiling face of a robot woman. She has no emotion. She can't see me. Her voice is monotone and rippled with odd frequencies and harsh static. To this robot, I'm just another mass that passed by her motion detectors, triggering her command to speak to me. For example, if someone was stumbling past her gasping for air having a heart attack, she doesn't really count as airport staff. There will be a swarm of good-Samaritans calling 911 while she stands there welcoming him/her to the airport and suggesting he check out the souvenir shop and to join the Mile-High Club , even though he might die. Now if you were a real person, you'd be on your walkie-talkie so fast that this person wouldn't even know what happened to them when they wake up in the hospital the next day.
You're useless and you're a safety threat, Ms. or Mr. Robot. If I owned a business or an airport or a McDonalds, I'd have a very strict anti-robot policy. Robots threaten our employment. I don't know what I'd do if waitressing, or coffee-making went out and robots came in.
What about human strength? Have we forgotten that we were built to hunt and earn the things we receive? Specifically food, I have far more respect for someone who can hunt their own game with nothing more than... maybe a sword, and a shield for backup. It would be a thousand times cooler if they used magic powers. But a gun? You have no talent. You didn't even give your target a fair chance. You instantly killed it.
Congratulations on your amazing ability to pick out the best guns in the shop, and to use those mad skills to point and shoot your target.
Summon your energy from deep within your soul, and then shoot with the magic you've worked so hard to perfect. That's awesome.
I'd love to walk along in the forest one day and bump into a unicorn. Or how great would it be to swim in a lake and meet a mermaid, assuming she doesn't drown you in attempts to bring you back to her kingdom. Or walk along in the same forest and be taunted by fairies, and pinched to the brink of death. When you think its all over the elves come and heal your wounds and tell you you're the chosen one. So you draw the sword from the gem that suddenly appeared in the palm of your hand, summon your dragon, and you fly off into the sunset to await your destiny and meet a remarkable medieval prince or princess.
You can't do that this robots. Space princesses look like freaks and the men do too because they wear funny clothes and flaunt laser guns. No talent!!
Robots. Stupid.
Magic. Awesome.
The. End.
Machines, which take the name of robots, are pretty cool and make perfect sense, but human-form robots doing everyday human tasks just doesn't make sense to me.
We as human beings have seemingly become socialized to cherish laziness in the name of "advanced technology". We create these robots in our image do things that we ought to be able to do ourselves, no robots necessary. Sure, a lot of it is pure science. But the rest, like the things you want it to do, the shape you want it to have, the abilities it will obtain, the things it will say, it all comes from sheer imagination. And these robots are basically built from the source of the creator's fantasy.
For starters, I'd hate to go to the airport and be greeted with the smiling face of a robot woman. She has no emotion. She can't see me. Her voice is monotone and rippled with odd frequencies and harsh static. To this robot, I'm just another mass that passed by her motion detectors, triggering her command to speak to me. For example, if someone was stumbling past her gasping for air having a heart attack, she doesn't really count as airport staff. There will be a swarm of good-Samaritans calling 911 while she stands there welcoming him/her to the airport and suggesting he check out the souvenir shop and to join the Mile-High Club , even though he might die. Now if you were a real person, you'd be on your walkie-talkie so fast that this person wouldn't even know what happened to them when they wake up in the hospital the next day.
You're useless and you're a safety threat, Ms. or Mr. Robot. If I owned a business or an airport or a McDonalds, I'd have a very strict anti-robot policy. Robots threaten our employment. I don't know what I'd do if waitressing, or coffee-making went out and robots came in.
What about human strength? Have we forgotten that we were built to hunt and earn the things we receive? Specifically food, I have far more respect for someone who can hunt their own game with nothing more than... maybe a sword, and a shield for backup. It would be a thousand times cooler if they used magic powers. But a gun? You have no talent. You didn't even give your target a fair chance. You instantly killed it.
Congratulations on your amazing ability to pick out the best guns in the shop, and to use those mad skills to point and shoot your target.
Summon your energy from deep within your soul, and then shoot with the magic you've worked so hard to perfect. That's awesome.
I'd love to walk along in the forest one day and bump into a unicorn. Or how great would it be to swim in a lake and meet a mermaid, assuming she doesn't drown you in attempts to bring you back to her kingdom. Or walk along in the same forest and be taunted by fairies, and pinched to the brink of death. When you think its all over the elves come and heal your wounds and tell you you're the chosen one. So you draw the sword from the gem that suddenly appeared in the palm of your hand, summon your dragon, and you fly off into the sunset to await your destiny and meet a remarkable medieval prince or princess.
You can't do that this robots. Space princesses look like freaks and the men do too because they wear funny clothes and flaunt laser guns. No talent!!
Robots. Stupid.
Magic. Awesome.
The. End.
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