Recently won $40 off of the Cash 3 drawing. I wished I had played it straight and with a dollar because I had the exact order and everything; I played it Box. At first I thought I had won $80 (had I played $1), but then I read a little closer. Had I played it Straight, it would've been $250.

A little before that I won $18 off a $1 scratch ticket.

But other than that one day of sheer luck, never won anything huge.

I've got 2!

1. When we were in Germany, back when I was just two years, my dad was doing something that involved taking the door off the hinges and setting it aside. Real thick, heavy door. So, I decided to come in and I guess I started to jump on the bed; I bounced off of it and I hit the door, which did fall on my head. Nothing serious though, just a hairline fracture on my nose. I've got a hard head.

2. Car accident, wasn't my fault at all. Turned left with the green arrow and then I got T-boned by this wreckless girl. Rear passenger crumpled in, but no window shatter. Actually, it took great damage for such a little car (Aveo). We had to replace the door - $500. No injury except being shaken up.

Hoo boy, I am going to have some sort of nightmare tonight.

So, in History, we're going through WW2, and today we talked briefly about the Holocaust. I was thinking, 'huh, only 2 slides -- she's gonna talk a lot.' Yeah no. Instead, we watched a French docu, called Night and Fog made in '54. And, she sorta vaguely warned us that this is 100% real, no bullshit like Schindler's List... I'm thinking it's gonna be sorta like a overview and stuff.

Hell to the fuckin' naw.

It was probably about... 20 minutes in that it really got Grimdark and... I really can't describe it -- but let me say this; I'm glad it wasn't in color or else I'd probably would've lost it. It like watching a really bad dream you couldn't wake up from immediately, like someone grabbing your eyes and pushing them in or something and y...

hmm. Maybe because of my imagination, I was probably desensitized and it was more like a 'holy shit, can it get any worse' moment that just went on. Of course, at the same time though... it made me think about an angle I was going at for Epsilon. I guess... it was inspiration? I know it's a little twisted of me but, we'll worry about that later down the road.

I was already in a bad mood; Mother Nature struck me down with the curse as soon as I walked out of the door to leave for school. Better then than in transit, and it wasn't like I wasn't prepared for anything. But the cramps, coupled with the film and I was all bothered really ruined the day for me. After it ended and we were allowed to go... I stated that it was just fucking depressing. It really, truly does. And, I remembered that when we were in Germany (back when it was East/West), Poppy patrolled near one of the former camps, and he said that it just felt like Death.

Anyway, to brighter news: I FINALLY got my FMJ situation straightened out. Here's what the issue was: they didn't have my color in -- out of stock. Of course, I had to go to the Live Support chat to figure that out (and the button was a little elusive itself) and after I told my situation, the person fixed it for me, and asked me what color I wanted. I got blue, of course. Chrome was my second choice...but that was quickly sold out a little afterwards. So, I got the Recieved email again, and this was around the 27th -- a week ago. A few hours ago, I got the email that it got shipped and the track#. I was slightly puzzled -- it listed it was still in Portland, a good... well it's far off from here. I F5'd that bitch every 20 minutes... and around 8:30 today, it's in Elliswood, GA, just outside Atlanta.

THAT'S NOT EVEN 2 HOURS AWAY FROM ME.

So, that moved up the expected delivery date to tomorrow, a full day ahead of schedule. Finally, I can really appreciate music again. Not that the iCon/Recruit didn't do well, its just that I had to be careful about my volume. But now... I've got my sanctuary back.

I'm getting my hair done tomorrow, so I'll swing by the house, and pick them up -- freshen up if I have enough time.

Yessss.

So, it's snowing outside. No, not that just a small brush of it... we're talking about snow, as in "Oh shit, this could be a problem..."

Ok, so I took this pic like... around 9:15, a little bit after I woke up. I thought, huh, alright... nothing substantial.

( lots of photos...of SNOW. )

I think that...the weather people kinda messed up on this. Like, they said just 1 inch or something and it turns out to be a lot more than what it should've been. I'm gonna hazard a guess that we probably got about 4 inches, and more on the way. I'm hoping there'll be cancellations for tomorrow, because this stuff is actually sticking to the roads now, and it's supposed to be like around 25degrees -- more than enough to freeze the roads. And you know how the South can't handle such weather like this, oh no. And if there isn't

The 'rents came home not long ago, and said that we probably did get a lot more -- in Monty, the ground was barely covered, well, compared to here.
 
I can't remember the last time I saw substantial snow... maybe back when I was in Louisiana, and we had like two icestorms in a month for two years.

I'm gonna call the first of March, the day freaky weather will happen. Two years ago, it was tornadoes. Hell, yesterday, we were in tornadic weather -- apparently I slept through a tornado. It was round 9 when I woke up to thunder, and Poppy called and told me that a tornado was heading my way and that shit got damaged in Auburn (ie, not that far, and my uni) like, cars got flipped over. Of course, I just vacated to the laundry room (clear cross the house...) and stayed there for about 30 mintues. I didn't hear any sirens, or that I slept through them I guess. I think I would've been good, considering I had thick covers over me.

And there was flash flooding -- when I went out to get supplies to cook hamburger helper -- and I thought 'holy shit this water' it was barely under the bridge, and the fact I had to cross two low bridges, and the river bridge was kinda scary. I think... we got 4-5 inches of rain in like 2ish days, and then snow...

Seriously though, I haven't been this excited about weather like this -- AND the chance of it actually happening and exceeding expectations?

Thank you Mother Nature, for not bullshittin' this time.

So last week, my FMJs that I got like two months ago shat out on me.

At school of all places. All I did was just it on the desk. It sounded like when you don't put in the plug all the way and you hear half of it, but when I pulled it out slightly, it sounded like it would if plugged in, but kinda distorted. After that happened... well, it just died. So of course, I am quite emo about this because I seriously hate listening to my own thoughts or random conversations. I listen to music to block out of that shit.

So, it wasn't until I got home I told poppy about this, and he was like "well you got that warranty, don'tcha?".

Honestly, that hadn't occurred in my mind in the slightest. But here's the problem; I wasted 10 bucks (and with that 10 bucks I could've gotten a TiTan) on a warranty that I really didn't need. Here's why: Skullcandy has a limited lifetime warranty, where if the product fails with any reason, or got broken with aggressive use (skateboarding, snowboard, etc), they'll repair it or replace it if it was discontinued. Well -- the second rule is 50% off next purchuse.

So I looked up a little blurb on this woman that sent her headphones in; it was outdated and they replaced them -- upgraded even at no charge. Now, that is awesome. And it's lifetime so... yeah. Long story short, I sent mine in on Friday -- First Class Parcel. Should get there on Monday; I hope I get a new set within the week, with the better driver since mine was a 9mm, and the new model is a 11mm.

In the meantime, I had to find a... suitable backup until said earphones come back. I had Koss over the ear headphones... yeah, I've been spoiled by SC and frankly, I don't know if I shall go back to another brand. With a warranty like that... nope. So, I bought today (after some pricing) I got the iCon headphones. These will now serve as my backup pair for whenever shit goes down.

So, my great-grandma died last week, but I wasn't able to make the funeral...from what I hear, it was a... interesting time. The wake alone was 3 1/2 hours, poppy told me. And the ride to the grave was 45 minutes one way. One way. Talk about dragging it out. Anyway, long story short, relatives are loaded. Oh, and my great-great-great grandma... she was basically a pimp. 40 cents for each person, which happened to be a lot back in the day. Saw her pic and, she's a bit of a hefty woman, and she sorta has this face that... how can I describe it? Like, she looks like a nice person, however, she will shank ya. And speaking of shank, I found out my grandpa was in a gang!

It really doesn't surprise me anymore, as he was a big, big man, killed a man by blowing his face off since he was basically trying to shank him and... yeah, some crazy shit that I can't think of right now. I'm convinced I come from a family of badasses, which gives me inspiration.

Combine with my Puerto-Rican ness and... yeah, I'm not a person to be reckon'd with. XD

Oh lord.

I just found out that my (crazy) cousin got arrested because she was basically acting crazy towards her husband (who is also equally crazy). They were going to release her on the spot, but she just had to say something, and now moppy is on the way to bail her out.

The context of this is... well, it's a lot of Jerry Springer/Cheaters drama. It's too convoulted as it is, so I'll give the short version: they're crazy. He;;, this is really not the first time that it's happened; back in 93 or so, she was arrested because she basically shanked him. Don't ask me the details on that I was only about... 5 years old.

Moppy warned all of us that not to leave the house, don't open the door, etc... and she added to me, "Well, you know 911." The next thing I asked was "Where the golfcubs at?" since the husband might be trying to come over here to get the kids. Here's the problem with this because I'm a little nervous; poppy isn't here to be as defense.

*sigh* Can't have a normal family?

So, I'm back in school.

You think I'd be more excited about this -- which I am -- but, for the past week or so... I don't know how to describe it, but basically the notion of starting from pure scratch has and still does scare me. It feels like I'm a fish out of water, and the water is out of reach. I don't know if I'll flop into the water, or just dry up. I'm socially awkward (points to title). I don't know if I'm shy or...

Anyway, ROTC. Let me put it this way; I'm already isolated due to my shitty grade. I want to be in the program, but for me to be a cadet, I got to have a 2.0gpa. I just got off of suspension, and thus, it will take me forever and a half to build it back up; I'm already about a year and a half behind, which means I know I won't graduate on time, or even the year after, and I'm behind the powercurve. It's one of those feelings like, what am I gonna tell people? How will they view me when I tell them? In short, I can't take the lab, and I'm listed as "special student" which to me says, you can still take the class but you suck  -- grade wise. It'll be real apparent come Wednesday, and I'm prepared for whatever questions that may come from my peers. (They're a great bunch from what I can tell.)

However, I'm not gonna let that stop me. I've sat out a whole year; I'm not gonna have some numbers bring me down. It's a new year, and I can start fresh. I've already planned out what I'm gonna do on Wednesdays; wear something nice/casusal to compensate for lack of uniform. Hell, it's the only feasible option.

Muse wise; I've been good with Patrick and he has to me. In the course of 2 days, I've basically got a chapter writ down and the majority typed in the span of about... 2 or 3 days. I've been working at a snail's pace for so long (I blame the bouts of depression), it's like a flood gate. I've also solved some of the things I've left wide open. While drinking hot chocolate. I'm convinced that the frappu distracts me because it is that delicious. Help me if I get the Venti.

So, I finally drank some 20+ year old champagne last night, since I said "WE'RE ALL ADULTS HERE EH?" when I asked about the drink of choice. 19 years I've had either grape or sparking grape juice.

Poppy had a hard time getting the cork open, because it was a twist top for one, and that it'd never been opened until that point. He took it outside and well, Hilarity Ensued. It was cold outside, and he came back in, shivering (and the bottle still unopened) muttering "It's too fucking cold!" Moppy just gaped at him, and I just started laughing my ass off. "Yeah, I dropped the f-bomb..." That's the first time I've ever heard him even say that.

About 10 minutes later, he got it open with a pair of pliers, and well, we toasted. I kinda smelt mine before knocking it back... and just stopped. Hell, I was coughing. It was nasty, to put it short. Immediately, I got some water, and I decided that wasn't enough, so I got a baby can of Sprite and drank some... and Poppy looked at me and suggested I cutting it with some Sprite, and Moppy... well, Poppy wasn't lying about her that she was terrible holding her liquor, and that was before she got the gastric. It was about 20 minutes later that she was already in bed, sleep.

Me? Well, I finished off hers and mine (with added soda!) and kinda chilled out. I wasn't drunk or anything, at least a minor buzz. But, I did find shit funny a lot more than usual, especially this and I just fucking lost it at around 2:05-2:10. I'm not gonna lie, I had a grand ol' time. And there were bouts of drunken typing too... but it was short. I fell asleep around 3:30, so so relaxed.

And there's the first weird dream of the year... and it was a three-parter.

Well, it was smack dab in the middle of summer, and I was with a friend of mine (we'll call him M-kun) at this huge water park that looked like a huge bowling alley. M-kun challenges me to one of racing slides -- with the option of one of those tubes or just yourself. I accepted it... while getting myself a headstart, and dove into the *really* dark tube. I don't know how long it actually was, but I suddenly stopped in the middle of it after this sharp drop. The tube then sorta dips again, and I start again... but at the end of it, was pretty much nothing except this really deep pool about 90 feet below. I was lucky enough to see that beforehand and hang on to the edge. M-kun... was not fortunate and fell out of his tube and into the pool.

I hung on for dear life until the tube was lowered to this Marine-looking guy, looking like what I've imagined what Lt. Kage from the Last Chancers; he had M-kun draped over one of his shoulders and he has this weird look. "Damn," he says, sizing me up (while I was in a two-piece no less...). "You have some great upper strength... your friend here though, needs work. Both of you will be of great use..."

Here's the second part...

I remember being in this ...how can I put this? It was like the inside of a really big clock tower, but without all the gears, so there's just a lot of stairs and... couches/chairs. I remember myself escaping, and searching for M-kun for a while. I don't know why I was escaping (maybe because the guy looked batshit insane...) but, I saw M-kun against the wall, looking slightly... what's the proper word that you use when you haven't seen a particular person in a while, and they looked better? Not to say that M-kun was like that (I think he's slightly bish to begin with) but he looked edged, if you know what I mean. Kage-look-a-like wasn't kidding when he said that he was gonna work on him. M-kun points this out, saying that he was meaning to work out but not like THAT. He did say that he appreciated the look I've must've gave him.

But, I couldn't break him out yet for some reason, and I told him I'd come back after I get more manpower or whatever, and he looks at me as if he wasn't going to make it for much longer. Kage spots me, and before he catches me, I slide down these stairs and they collapse under my sudden weight.

The last and most confusing part...

This black and white furry little cat is following me around, and eventually, I stop and scoop it up. It pointed its paw to its mouth in a 'feed-me' sort of way. So I find some cat food around, the canned stuff (If I know one thing about that, is that they love canned food better than the dry stuff) and fed it that. It refused. Long story short, that cat was too fucking picky. It refused canned meat. So, I pretty much said fuck it.

Sometime later, I returned to the clock tower at night, sneaking around. I saw M-kun lying on the floor, like in a crimpled heap or something in the only light. I still can't discern that he had passed out or he was actually dead (I think I saw him breathing pretty shallow at least)... which bothered me when I woke up. But before that, all the other lights came on and there was Kage just grinning at us. I didn't have any time to react because, I fucking woke up. I didn't even ask M-kun if he was alright (or alive), and NOW (just now) that I remembered that there was something pointy next to him. It was probably why he was in a heap to begin with...

I don't know why it's still bothering me. Maybe because I didn't fight Kage or maybe it was a hopeless fight to begin with?

For some reason, dreams with M-kun bother me the most. I guess, it's because I think of him as... I don't know, I can't put it into words right now.

Well, I'd have the obligatory Christmas icon, but I only have one... and I have no idea where the pic of Billy in a Santa Claus suit went. Besides, the cut, regardless, will not do him any justice. If it where 200 x 200 on the other hand...

But, blushing doujin Zoro will have to do. Wonder why he's blushing... maybe something Sanji (or Robin... or Nami...) said. YEAH I WENT THERE.

Anyway, this is my lightest haul ever, but I mean, I really didn't ask for anything specific, plus, there really wasn't too much of anything that I really, truly wanted. I don't mind at all; I've got everything. One of the presents I knew beforehand, and that was the giftcard from Barnes and Noble. See, I purposely followed my mom into the bookstore after I discovered where she was. I was gonna surprise her, but, I thought better of it, and turned away into a sea of people (and bookshelves). Then, I got a Circuit City giftcard...and then the surprise, an Underarmour hoodie. I've kinda bitched about how Moppy and Poppy had like loads of shirts, and I just had 2 and a pair of shorts (from band... and the shorts are like causing some serious camel toe. Great.) So, I got the hoodie from Poppy. It's a little big on me, seeing that it's a Small in Men's but it looks great. And it's in the Auburn blue. (Which is Navy). He said though, it'd be the start of my eventual sculpting of the body. It's not that I'm fat or anything; I just love snacks. The good thing about my genetics, is that if I just quit eating the horrible (but so good) snacks, I can drop weight and my stomach won't stick out. And then I'm doing Tennis and AFROTC (there will be PT involved). It should take about, a month? I'm 20 so it really helps things.

So, in short:

1. $40 gift card - Barnes and Noble (from Moppy)
2. $60 gift card - Circuit City (ditto)
3. Underarmour Hoodie (from Poppy)
4. Mystery gift from my brother

I'll get to 4 in a little bit.

So, I just realized that you can use giftcards on-line too. Yeah, I may be slow but it's not everyday that I get giftcards. So, I sorta surfed B&N, and I went, "Hey, maybe Titanicus is cheaper online." I searched for it, and it was, for 19.95, about 5 dollars less than MSRB. But, I kinda glanced off to the corner, and I saw the # used from $x.xx. And the starting price was like $13.72. Don't need to tell me twice about the price damn it. It came up to $17.61 with shipping, but even the, in the store, I'd be paying... $27. On top of THAT, I guess I placed my order early (around 11:30) and it's already been shipped. Since the dealer is in Florida, it's probably gonna take maybe 2 days tops to get here. So yeah, pretty stoked about that. Of course, I gotta finish the book before the 6th at least, because, y'know, school. (Which is great. FINALLY) Besides, I can't think of anything else that I want to get that. Even with the Circuit City card... maybe, I shall wait on CheapAssGamer.

Back to 4. My brother told me like, after Thanksgiving that he already got my gift. I'm like 'wtf'. I decided to text him this morning, and well, I'm gonna have to wait until next week to get my present -- Good ole Uncle Sam as he puts it -- so I shoot one back, asking him what did he get me. "Am I gonna have to spectulate (sic)? Not that I'm impatient or anything..." The only hint I got was basically something that I will enjoy doing.

I have no idea what this is. I'm a vague person, even to myself. iPod Touch? 360? Hell, a PS3? Maybe I'm still expecting too much

Tomorrow though, will be a different story. I may or may not go exercising with Poppy, since Moppy will go back to the hometown for the weekend. Reason I'm not going is... it's stuck in a fucking timewarp for one, and two, the constant chatter/gossip of Moppy, GranMoppy, my cousin... I feel sorry for my uncle though. All that estrogen. Plus, he plans on looking through the sales, with a CoA of course (Course of Action for those who aren't military inclined...or haven't touched a game of Metal Gear).

I'm armed with... 2 giftcards. (And maybe Poppy too. ;D)

Forgot to say, I've listed the tropes that apply to the Project series as a whole. There is a lot, and some of them are averted/subverted. I'll just scan the page(s) when I'm completely done with it. There's no use to me listen them by story because, well, they'll overlap.

But, I think I'm starting to get my grove back. I blame emeraldstag for that. ;P

I had to change my icons around, because I didn't have a suitable icon for a freaking out. (The best one is Zoro's reaction, which is also mine at this poi)

Yeah, so I'm just gonna put this link up. Hoo boy. That... isn't good at all. I mean, dude has a damn 5-19 record in just two years. Dude bounced around for a bit... and has a 10-loss streak. I REALLY know that the alum aren't happy with this; hell, the FANS aren't. What the hell was the AD thinking on this?  We traded Tuberville for this? Yeah, he was the DC for us for 2 years, but damn. I mean... we're screwed from the way this is looking.

Hurm...

Well BF was a success. I'm too lazy to type it out all again, but here's my post over at Toon Zone. Awesome that it did happen. Got it next day delivery and installed by the time I woke up (which was about 8:30ish).

I'm feeling blasè. I'm not particularly sure what to talk about...

Eh.

Ohhhh, man. My Skullcandies went out yesterday... you don't understand how bummed out I was. Like, I was about to play Metroid Prime 2 since I'm waking up 6 in the morning, so it's like a morning ritual now. For some reason, it's always the left sides that burn out. My Lowriders ($18) were first, and then my first pair of Ink'd buds ($8)... and now my FMJs ($29). *sigh*

And I REALLY didn't want to use my Ink'd earbuds because that's like a tremendous downgrade despite it coming from the same company. I guess I am an audiophile, because I've got several headphones and whatnot... and, yeah, everything sounds like garbage compared to SC. Even the big headphones, I could hear every pop and click, the sounds are muted. I can't tell you how much it drives me up the wall. I like to pick apart music, hear melodies/beats that I never thought of following or heard before. It's what I do anyway being a musician; I still have to retain that skill.

So, anyway, I texted Mom and Dad (seriously, I don't have anything else to do this early in the morning. Kinda sad, I know.) about it and of course, Mom was like 'well, your pappy gets paid tomorrow...' but Dad found a pair of earbuds on the ground at the school she works at... on the ground... used. See where I'm going with that? When they got home, it was a pair of -- get this -- Apple earbuds. Damn that noise, I gave him the crooked mouth.

I got up and did the morning rituals and what not (urgh...) and found a Grant on the table. Fiddy, or this "Fifty" if you want to get tech about it. Even though I've been living in the South for ...a good chunk of my life (not including Germany and Kansas... that's about 6 years) 14 years, I've never developed a accent. I have picked up the uh... interesting linguistics. Yes, even Fixin'a. It's just the same as "going to". Ie, "I'm fixin'a whoop yo ass."

Bad example, but...you get my drift? Sorry for that rambling. Anyway, I just texted Dad and thanked him.

Anyway!

Saw the trailer for Race to Witch Mountain. It... actually looks good! I'm not saying that because The Rock is in it (with stubble~), but, I literally went, "this is a Disney movie? Holy shit!" Then again, they made National Treasure, Pirates...

I need to buy another Miquelrius notebook...or maybe Kukuxumusu. Specifically the one with Red Riding Hood kicking the Wolf in the nuts.

Aw snap, I am watching Kendaichi and...the suspect was genderbending. Revealed to be a man. Dunno what the context is but... I wish this was dubbed stateside, but... it's not. The manga is though. And that man was shot by another man. Maybe pissed off he got pulled into the Crygame or... big pile of gold. And that guy got shot. And about to be smooshed by... ew.

My brother said that he knew what to get me for Christmas. I haven't a clue what that could be. I hope it's a iPod Touch...

It's cold as ...well, it's cold. It doesn't get down into the 20s at night until next month. I guess because we had a wet summer (tropical storms and whatnot) it's going to be a real cold winter. I'm actually grateful for the socks I got a couple of years ago.

Only a few months until I kinda sorta move out the house to live on campus... and I have to deal with the 'rents increasing friskyness of each other. Oh boy. Remind me to call ahead on laundry days. I don't want to be scared for life, yeah.

Yyyyeessssss. [/Megatron]

I looked in the mirror not long ago. My hips are pretty dang wide. And when I saw the pic from my Junior year of high school, I had no discernable shape to call.

Hot chocolate is good, but Vanilla Bean is better.

You know, I really hate being a woman for those days. I'm not gonna go out and say it but you should have enough sense as to what it is. But, I really, truly hate the 2-3 days before. The PMS'ing and the PMDD -- but I have PMS more than anything. It's just more apparent now that I'm older and it's just... bad.

Most of the time, I just get the (terrible) mood swings, tenderness (argh), headaches, stress...and insomnia. Seriously, because I was falling asleep every 15 minutes for hours and ... yeah. Hell I tried watching old cartoons on Youtube, and normally that does the trick of putting me back to sleep. Nope. Well, I was kinda hungry, but I didn't have any breakfast packs (pancakes and sausages) so, I just ate 10 strips of bacon and the rest of that vanilla frappu coffee -- for those who aren't used to my legendary appetite, that's actually normal -- but that didn't help either!

So, here I am, up since 4:30. Maybe it's the coffee drink...

Anyway, I joined up on NaNoWriMo a couple of days ago... and I'm using Epsilon. A bit of a cheat, but, I was surprised I was basically halfway to the goal of 50k. I've 24,xxx words. Didn't think it was that much. I'm going at such a snail's pace. Maybe because I've always wrote when I had nothing to do at school (well, should've been studying but that's besides the point) and I'd normally bust 500-1,500 a day. Now I'm lucky if I get 5 words in. My priorities are messed up. You'd think with all this time that I'd be halfway done with the whole thing.

I'm definitely going to write after the bottom wisdom teeth come out, and I'm high on codiene pills. Things will probably be more vivid, I can say that much. And no, I don't do drugs... shit, I'll be even more crazier than I am now. I hate pills and needles as it is. I've been writing at Barnes and Noble, in the Starbucks cafe. I get better vibes than what I do at the library. At least I don't have anyone staring at me as they walk by, or do that 3 or 4 times ... it's quiet. 'course I bring my iPod and Skullcandies... best $30 I've spent.

I'm growing agitated/grumpy by the hour. It's only a matter of time.

I finally found a great wallpaper last night. Believe it or not, I went to 4chan. /w/ to be specific. Sometimes you have bad raids, and some good raids. Even though I found 2, I considered it a good raid. Because...

( ...I was just thinking about how awesome it would be! )


Seriously, I emitted a squee. I almost got the wallpaper of him(Shep) and Stella and it was colored, but it didn't look as good as this. If you don't know, he is from the Daft Punk movie "Interstella 5555", which is basically one long anime vid set to the Daft Punk album "Discovery". If that doesn't ring a bell, it used to air on Toonami's Midnight Run a couple of times, the first 4 songs iirc; One More Time, Aerodynamic, Digital Love (in where Shep is introduced *eeee*) and Harder, Better, Faster, Stronger. It's only recent that I've seen the whole thing, and... wow. I did get a little bummed out during "Something About Us"...Shep died! I mean, the wound looked harmless because it was his shoulder, but I guess it hit an artery or something... when you watch it, you'll probably ask the same question I did. Odd that I listened to the whole album before I found it. :D

And then, come to find out, one of the artists sampled Veridis Quo, and I decided to check it out. Holy shit, it is good. VQ was always good, but "Dream Big" by Jazmine Sullivan... it makes it extra special. It fits. Also, the song was produced by Missy Elliot, who sampled Technologic (but I actually don't like Technologic...creepy baby video ruined it for me.). But I really hope this song will be Jazmine's next single, so I can be like, HEY DAFT PUNK'S ON THE RADIO. Sorta. It brings back that unknown nostalgia when I first heard Discovery.

Anyway, way back when I first saw Shep, when I watched Ronin Warriors a couple of times at that point, I always thought Shep looked a lot like an older (maybe Message OAV) Cye about the face ; I think the hair really does it....

Now they're recurring dreams I've been having, and frankly, it took me a website to figure it out. It makes sense.

I've been having these dreams where I'm huddled against a guy that I may or may not know -- it's 50/50, and the guys that I know of are the ones I like anyway. (It's actually a few, like a handful). No, there's nothing sexual about it, but you know, I'm just under him, and we're just talking and stuff. Nice, toasty (and how), generally fuzzy and happy feeling.

But, when I always wake up, I always felt disgruntled, depressed, and worst of all, cold. And often I can't get back to sleep. I'm just in bed, just... angry.

Anyway, I went over to dream moods, and looked it up. Lo, and behold, here's what I got:

• To dream that you are cuddling with someone, indicates your need for physical and/or emotional contact. Do not overlook the obvious meaning of this dream which suggests your heart's desire for that particular person. Also consider the symbolism of that person you are cuddling with and determine how you need to acknowledge, accept, and unify those qualities in yourself.

Well, I haven't seen anyone in a year; of course I want some physical/emotional contact! The fact that, you know, it's just more apparent now is just... I don't know. Maybe it's the pictures I see on Facebook, those smiling faces. I'm resentful, jealous, guilty... my lesson's been learned, trust me. It's bad enough that I didn't have a social life to begin with, but I take comfort in the fact about seeing the same set of faces every day or every other day. It's monotonous to some, but to me...

Anyway, I go back in a month and a half. I registered for most of my classes; I had to use the waiting list for literature classes, and a placeholder for my sports class -- bowling; no way in hell I'm gonna actually take that. That's too much of a sham! So, either Tennis or Golf. Tennis would probably be better for me because it's cardio and whatnot... and it will keep me warm during the mornings. 8am-915am, TR baby.

...that sounds about right.

This is a potential scene, so it could be spoilers. If it doesn't make sense, that's fine, it's a drabble; it's not supposed to. I just needed to get this particular one off my brain.

Enjoy.

 

*Daijoubou = Ok/Alright

I think I'm either creatively-frustrated/deprived/overload or... something is going on with my brain. Or combination.

It's been a weird two weeks, well, two weeks that I can remember. It has probably gone longer than that, but... I've been having some pretty strange dreams. I have no idea how most of them came up, but lately I have been a bit narcoleptic (a pre-warning sign of the you-know-what) and having mad sugar rushes. I can tell because I had three Krispy Kreme doughnuts for the first time in maybe... I guess 2 years? I damn near got a dozen but I couldn't just do that to my body. I mean, I had a Frappu earlier last week and then a milkshake on Friday.

...but I made it up with an hour of DDR at the arcade (wearing the WRONG type of pants, but I did anyway. I think I'm just going to wear my shorts) so it evens itself out. I have something of a sweet tooth.

So, the following may be a little squick, so don't say I didn't warn you at all.

( Pasties, Text Messages, Platforms... )
Another thing that's been happening to me lately is going to sleep in a bad posistion -- ie, on my stomach or partially on my side with my arms tucked on under me -- and waking up too soon, so I freak out for what it seems like forever, probably no more than 15 seconds top. Don't you just hate that?

Well, I don't know if you got the memo, but Toonami died two weeks. It was on life support anyway for the past year or so. Surprised it took that long to die.

Anyway, I remember literally rushing home to watch Toonami when it came on weekdays, and when it had the 3rd hour. I always missed the first hour (I believe it was either an hour of Johnny Quest or Sailor Moon) because the bus driver took ages to get to my stop; I was like 2nd to last or the last stop.

So, I plop down my stuff in the living room, play with my dog a bit (yes, I had a dog, a Brown and White Pomeranian named Coco -- adorable little ankle biter. She's in Michigan with a Family Friend), and I was expecting Dragon Ball Z back when it was spanking new. Yes, that's right. That just shows my age right there. Hell, I remember when it first came on. I was in the... 4th grade I think? *ahem* Flash forward to 6th grade, blah blah blah...

There was this show called Ronin Warriors. This is 6th grade me so I was colored intrigued. Everything did. So, in art class, some of us sat at the end of the table and we always had a discussion every two days while we did our assignment(s). My memory is shoddy but long story short, a handful of us liked it, including my best friend I refound not too long ago. Great times.

So, the last time I saw it on TV was probably six or seven years ago. The DVD box set came out around that time, but it was so bloody expensive, I wasn't able to afford it. I wish I could've gotten some dvds of it because the license expired on it like three years ago, and no one picked it up. It's a shame that happens, but I guess because the fandom is small (but active from what I've seen), and it's very old. It's as old as me, if not by a few months. There's not even an remake of it or a special anniversary. Well, I take that back.

So, I have this neat little app that streams Japanese TV stations. During some days out of the summer, there'd be an all-anime channel called AT-X. Well, they were showing the eps! One of the eps was where they were trying to get Rowen back since he's like out of Earth's atmosphere, or at least the Exosphere. But Talpa figured this out and made a giant... spaghetti ball of energy to kill Rowen (*gasp*). Well, the first ball failed since the Ancient threw his staff at it. The second one though... hoo boy. Long story short, Anubis got juiced and nearly beat the shit out of Ryo and Kento, and Ryo got caught in the energy spaghetti of doom and he got launched into space. End of Ep.

Of course, this was all in Japanese but I knew the context anyway. It was just weird hearing the original language. Actually, I did watch the subbed version of the OAVs because the dub voices were too... urgh. All I could remember was that Cye's Jp Va was also Yusuke's Va from Yu Yu Hakusho...which is kinda like a bwa? moment in itself.

Now that a lot older now, I can really appreciate it. For the most part, I think it's one of the few anime in the 90s that wasn't censored in some way. Actually, it was uncut (oh ho, see what I did there?). I distinctively remember me going WTFing when Lady Kayura transformed into her Kimono thingie ("Was that her butt?!" -- and the fact that she is like 12, thinking back on it...) or the last 10 mintues of the last episode ("Oh my god they're nekkid under the flames!"). Of course, that was 6th grade me (around 11 or 12) and now I'm 20. Stuff like that will not faze me because I've been desensitized watching anime over the years. Not anymore.

This show is actually pretty damn violent. People died; Mia's grandad, Sarenbou, White Blaze, the Ronins -- if you think about it, they did (Ryo -- twice). Remember when the Ronins invaded Talpa's castle? That battle? Man... everyone got their ass handed to them, especially after the Warlords (minus Anubis) were basically eatened by Talpa. He just wrecked shit! When I watched that the first time, I was just shocked. Shit just went to hell in a handbasket. And what really did it for me was that Talpa was using the (newly absorbed) powers of the 4 Ronin's against Ryo, and you know, they're asking him to kill Talpa while they had paralyzed him. Of course, Ryo points this out, saying that if he did use a Sou En Zan* it would kill Talpa and them as well. Like a few moments later, Talpa regains control, and the (futile) fight goes on until Ryo is eventually captured and eaten as well.

* Yeah, so I used the Japanese call attack... It sounds awesome.

There's so many favorite scenes and episodes that I could list... one of them is definitely Sandblasted and Splitting the Stone (oh ho HO); hell that WHOLE episode is awesome. There's even a 4th wall moment at the very end; the only one that I can tell anyway. Oh, and don't mention some of the great lines that makes it a fantastic dub (for it's time). No, that's sarcasm...
Gems such as

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"She... she's a girl!"
"You got that right..." (Rowen and Ryo, on Lady Kayura's first appearance)

"You're a man!" (Rowen, again -- lol -- when he splits Anubis' helmet)

"Your mother wears army boots!" (Ryo) <-- that's golden (I forget who he says it to but it's pretty damn hilarious)

"I hope he's wearing his thermal underwear!" (Mia, about Kento when she and Sage are on the mountain)

"Why'd you wake me up? I was having this great dream.." (Kento, after being reawakened by Sage)

"Can't we just go on without him?" (Cye, about finding Rowen) That was more of a wtf moment though...

I forget what the exact line Cye said in a way later episode, but it was pretty damn funny. Something about nothing he couldn't handle. The way he said it... XD
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So yeah, I still read fanfics but it's kinda hard to find a quality one... and Mary-Sue-less. I read one of them and... gaw, gag me with a spoon. I haven't written a fanfic in a while actually...

Oh, the OAVs. Yeah, uhm, I hated the dub actually. I think like 1/3 or 1/2 of the cast came back. Voices changed, most notable was Kento and Sage. Sage sounded like a psuedo-young Trunks (as much as it sound like it would work, it didn't) and Kento's... arugh. Don't get me started. Rowen and Cye lost their accent, or at least I didn't hear much of it. Ryo's was the most consistent.

Yeah but... it bothered me so much that I had to watch it subbed. I have no idea why they waited so long to make a dub of it. It lost it's luster the dub had. Rowen had the deepest voice, so when ever he talked I giggled so much. (oh hohoho...)

It's one of my favorite anime. (Does anime even have a plural form? Eh?)

I just wish that they showed the transformation sequences more. There was like only two times that they showed everyone...

I... think I actually ran out of things to say, which is a shock, but it's 4 in the morning... my mind is a bit incoherent. So, consider this as one of those posts that's in parts.

Woo~

P.S. Forgot to say, Strata is a type of rock formation or something geology related. But his element is the sky... and Sekhmet is the name of a goddess of Snakes or something (but it makes sense)...uhm. Yeah.

It's official, I am set for next semester. I had to go down to the uni since the stupid fax number and/or machine was not working. So that right there was about a 60mile round trip. I didn't mind though... that roadway will not be in nostalgic thoughts for much longer. Funny thing though, when I turned in the form, the lady did the rundown of the stuff I needed to do. When she told me that I needed to see my adviser, I told her I did it *early* last month, and she was shocked. Shocked.

"Well, good for you! If we gave out gold stars, you'd definitely get one!"

Replace gold star with cookie, and we got something there lady. So, that took all of 5 minutes. Yeah, it seems like a waste of time, but it's better to do stuff in person. And after that, I got some lunch. I went to the new student center... it's quite nice, from what I've seen. Almost got lost, but when it doubt, read the signs and maps. Or ask. It was lunchtime, and of course with all those bodies...

One thing that I'm probably will have to get used to is people looking at me. I wasn't dressed up or anything -- just a underarmour shirt, my capris, and my Shox... and y'know... of course, I kept on. Mom suggested that I smile. I thought about wearing those Applebottoms and the yellow shirt I bought some time ago... but a) I had to walk a good distance and I had no shoes to support me and b)...might cause an accident. I'm extremely modest/shy about my shape...

Anyway, I did what I had to do today. Just business stuff. Because it was a new month, I went to Barnes and Noble for my treat. Yes... a treat. You see, the other weekend I got something called Vanilla Bean Frappucino from Starbucks. I had to deliberate on that because, well, I was wondering what the hell were those delicious-looking drinks that everyone was getting. I didn't want any coffee...so I squinted until I found those wonderful words, Vanilla Bean. Y'see, I am a vanilla person. I like the smell and the taste of it. Chocolate is alright but... unless it's Praline or Milk Chocolate, I'm not touching it.

So, I did order it, and the following words were, "Would you like a cookie or an item from our bakery?" I almost said yes, but, I remembered that this drink will potentially fatten me up pretty damn good, and that's just overkill if I got a chocolate chip cookie. But the way they ask makes me laugh. Maybe because I watched Corkey too much... I declined anyway.

It looks so glorious. I mean, it has whipped cream on top, and I almost expected some sort of cherry on top. Delicately, I peeled off the straw paper and jammed it in the drink. I sipped...

I think I scared a woman because I literally squeaked, and it was actually my fangirl squeak so it was fairly loud. It's so good. It took me a couple of sips to get the full flavor and, well, the rest is history. But, I read the nuturition facts on it... yeah, the Frappu is the type of drink you drink once a month or else if you drink it everyday, you end up gaining 20 pounds and you have no idea why. I've also learned not to drink it on an empty stomach. It won't decapacitate me, but I just get uncomfortable for a few hours. I have plenty of calcium as it is, and anything like a milkshake or a pint of ice cream won't agree with me much...