These wings aren't really here, they're just the trick of the light.

Plans and Spam comments...

First things first...

I put the word verification on...again after receiving spam comments that linked to porn sites. That is not okay with me at all. :| So, word verification for now (I don't like it myself) but it's working. I haven't been having spam as of late so I'm content. Someday, the WV will go away. Hell, I might take it off after this post to see if they post spam again -- shall report on that later.

Second...

It's really really cold in California and I could never be more happier about it, if only it wasn't a nuisance to bundle up in two sweaters and gloves -- it's even more annoying when you're walking and your ear phones fall off every so and so number of steps (because I walk home everyday and I walk very fast). My fingers feel like they're going to fall off every time I take off the gloves...and that the wind is mad at me since it's practically lashing out at my face :| Haha, what a bad joke. ^^

Thirdly...

I'm feeling somewhat better about the whole split persona thing. Turns out, I'm just delusional :D no, no, it's just me being confused and anxious. I'm not sure what about but it is confusion that's for sure. No point in me whining about it, but there are times where I can't help but do something because it bugs me.

For example today, in Art class, two people had to clean up after the whole table. We were working with water-based clay so there was residue that dried onto the table top. This was to be cleaned with sponges. Basically the girl who cleaned my side of the table did not do such a good job as the sponge was barely even wet so the residue was spread around in circles pretty much. And this was a black table so it was bad...like snail trails.

I litereally felt my eye twitching as it dried and, not wanting to lash out at the girl since she didn't want to do it in the first place, I got up and attempted to clean it. I cleaned it enough to make it less of an eyesore but it was not enough. My fingers were twitching then. Nervous habit. >> I couldn't even look at the other people at the table.

I guess I'm one of those people that have to have things in a certain way or else they won't function "right." It doesn't happen a lot though, only because there haven't been instances on this particular scale that happened before so I can't  know for sure. (Or maybe I'll never know).

Fourth...

Silent Hill: Shattered Memories for the Wii is...a MASTERPIECE (for a game). :)

My god, I finished it last night and I cried (I got the good ending, I believe). The Silent Hill franchise rocks dammit. It just does. Sucks though that the main and most awesome composer ever resigned from the company, Konami, so there probably won't be any more SH games (just maybe). Whatever he goes out to do, the best of luck to him.

IMO, this is pretty biased since I'm a fan but, oh well. This is the interwebs after all. :)



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^ Just one of my favorite songs to listen to at the moment (I'm going to find a way to rip the soundtrack instead since I have it and all so I can share it with you blogging people).

Fifth...

I'm working on reviving Little Miss Murder. As well as something totally unrelated (but as more of a stress reliever).

I had some plans for that story, even though it is experimental in regards to story telling and something I did in my spare time. Mmm... I'm not too confident about the next chapter because of me being too technical with my writing lately so it reads out to be a bit cluttered (darn essays :) ) rather than smoothly as one would read a narrative. (Honestly now, since when did my narratives "flow?" I'm really not sure what expect from my writing. So far, I'm assuming that to be my style -- unorthodox -- since I can't plant my butt on a chair long enough focussing on one sing;e thing.) Blog posts are different since my mind is able to wander...like now.

I'll be looking over it some more before I make it official.

Sixth...

Winter break is coming up and it's going to be...cool (another pun?) My brothers will be coming over to visit and it'll be a videogame filled two weeks. That's going to be fun. :)

Also, I'm making a cookie pizza to bring for a potluck in Anatomy next Friday. Half chocolate chip and half sugar cookie. I'm not sure how that's going to taste/turn out but if it does, I'll make some mention of it...with pictures.
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I don't know how I keep writing! I sit down and sometimes words come and I can write them down, but sometimes they don't (even though the scenes are in my head constantly) so I get up and so something else. I actually don't do a lot of writing - maybe I sit down once or twice a week, but I only actually write a few days out of the whole month. :/

That just turned into a whole vent. Same with the following:

I think the whole "dark/mysterious/dangerous creature of the night" thing is kind of... I don't know. Sexy? Intriguing? Badass? Vampires actually aren't very interesting anymore (which is why Bill is a werewolf), mostly because the whole Twilight thing, but partially because all my stories have been about vampires for the past year and a half, and they've been on my mind for much longer.

So, werewolves FTW.

Anyway, it got down to 9 degrees this morning. So, very cold. Today Dad and Darren and I went down to the pond and walked around on the ice (it's, like, totally frozen over - Darren even drove the car over the shallow end). I'm sorry it's so cold for both of us.

And I get twitchy when people do things wrong/poorly, too, so I sympathize.

Yay for Miss Murder! I like the story a lot - so much that I even made a little button for myself. :)

I've been getting annoying "TAKE VIAGRA!" messages from Anonymous, too, so I might put on the word verification. :/


Hullo.

I have been reading your blog (as well as Little Miss Murder) for a while, though have never left a comment before, unaware that one could leave a comment without owning a blog themselves.

I feel the same way about writing. Sometimes the words flow beautifully, other times my fingers hover silently above the keyboard for hours.

Wonderful song, though it would be cool to hear it sung by a male voice.


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