( Murder Mysteries )

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Dear aliens,

Please send more pretty hypnotic lights our way. We humans love light shows.

I found a workaround for Skype, so I'm on it again if anyone's interested in chattin' :D

So once upon a time there was a third grade teacher who made fun of Kinz and Sister Sara caught said teacher. Kinz suffered a blow to her already low self-esteem. Years went on and Kinz developed a self esteem bigger then Kaitou's Kids (what!? They make them that big?) Sister Sara recently informed Kinz that said teacher was caught and fired for that same thing.

All Kinz can think is: Man, I love Karma.

That is all.

( This image is a bit long (and I guess a big long too). Horizontally, I mean. )

What's wrong with this picture?

'SUP HOMIES.

I has a muse box. Come RP some random shit with me. Bonus points to anyone willing to wake up some of the characters I haven't played for years.

tehpockybox

Original name, ne? =P

ANYWAY. TEAL. AREI. LET'S DO THIS THANG.

Dear LiveJournal,

Please, please, please, please, please allow me to take a few more potshots at Bayonetta. Please?

Also, remind me to finish my style, please.

- Arashi

Title: Speech Therapy
Word count: 1070
Status: On-going
Continuity: RotF (pre-movie)
Character(s): Hoist & Mudflap
Summary: Even in a race of super-advanced robots, not all defects can be repaired by a medic. The team in charge of raising the twins is certainly learning that firsthand. And now they have to find some solution for the problem before both their lab and their sanity are destroyed.

Notes: Aha! We’re at the crux of the problem, here. Now Hoist can begin sorting things out.

...Spell checking this part was a BITCH.

( Given Mudflap’s current emotional state, Hoist decided it would be beneficial to both of them to spend some time together. )

Dear Rolo,

Please stop being such a moe fag in all of your images. It makes it hard to icon you and you know how annoyed I get when I can't have over 9000 icons to use.

Also, why don't you have any more than like... five expressions. :|a

For my final project in Mythology, I'm working on a very simple, basic game based on Icarus using RPG Maker VX. I'm using it as an excuse to actually figure the program out so I can make this Jet game I've been saying I was going to make for the past few years now.

If anyone wants to playtest it, it's here: http://www.filebanker.com/icarus (58.4 MB)
Just unpack it and run Game.exe (the one with the chess knight icon).

Since the final presentation only needs to be 5 minutes long, it's a very short game with filler text and music and slightly (if at all) modified sample maps. It's also unfinished, so the game "ends" with Icarus being stuck in a floor. And there aren't any battles yet. It's purposely short and basic and dumb because the teacher vomits perfect scores on everyone.

EDIT: Uploaded a mostly done version: http://www.filebanker.com/icarus11 (72 MB)

About once or twice a year I hit a mood where I feel like taking on the world. Like I can do anything, I'm up for anything! I love it when these moods hit. I feel like I can accomplish anything. But they don't hit often and I think I understand why.

More and more I'm starting to realize how confused I am. Nothing is going the way I wanted and I'm facing things in life I never thought I would.

Grandma is gone. Amanda and I are having a falling out. I'm stuck living at home even though I'm 20.

What happened? How did it come to this? And most of all what do I do now? As arrogant as I am there's one very real fact I continuously ignore. Yes, I love my life. But I'm not happy with where I am. How did I get to be such an under achiever? I make all these plans and visualize how to go about it but I never do it. It gets lost somewhere along the way.

And now... Now it's just different. Nothing's the same and I can feel pieces of the life I loved so much falling apart.

I'm unmotivated, I'm depressed, and there's nothing I can do.

I just feel... stuck. I guess.

-Kinz.

( To my Darling Muses )

Now that I got that rant out of my system...

I had just looked at my post I had done at the beginning of the semester and wanted to edit a few of my opinions. I still like it here and I am enjoying... most of my classes.

I have become disappointed in my Japanese class though, it started out so good, but has ended poorly. I'm doing well, and I would be highly worried if I wasn't since I'm going over the same stuff I have already done ten million times before. But the teacher just doesn't seem interested in teacher the language. I know that he probably has some other thing that he is researching and that is what he is interested in but still he has classes to teach and should put at least some effort into them. When I go into the class, even though something is listed on the sylabus, it still feels like he just opens his book closes he eyes and points to something. It's one thing to have us read paraghraphs in Japanese, but he has us read English paragraphs aloud! The homework is a joke too, right before its due, if you go to class more than likely he'll have you do it with a partner. So you just have to put your name on it and hand it in. How is that going to help?? A couple of weeks ago, he decided instead of what the sylabus said, to watch a video. >_> It was an English program on Tokyo. The only thing ANYONE thought was interesting about it was how badly the host mispronounced all the Japanese. *sighs* I really need to be studying my Japanese at the moment, I have my oral final on Monday, and I have to have a paragraph prepared on some enviromental issue.

But I'm going to rant some more first ^_^

I am completely sick and tired of my Art History class. He has us reading so much I can't keep up. And every Friday he shows a stupid video. I skipped today, just really didn't want to deal with it. We have to take these tests on every couple of chapters and it wouldn't be bad if the tests were so freaking hard! For example, he'll put a picture on the test and tell you that its not one from the book, and ask who painted/drew it! On one test he had a picture that was in the book... and I knew it was Gothic architecture, but the question wanted to know if it was Roman Gothic, or French Gothic... GRRRRRRR This is not a class for art majors, it should not be this hard!! I've still got three chapters, which is 100 plus pages to read, and three tests to take. It is quickly becoming a pain in the ass to the point I have been spending so much time on this class that it quickly took priority over my classes that actually dealt with my MAJOR! That should not happen!! I haven't cracked the book in the past couple of weeks because I was quickly getting backed up in my other classes, but I'm going to have to look at it again soon....

My Adolescent Psycology course has been very interesting. I'm not doing as well in the class as I would have liked see art history rant for details . But I have learned a lot and since I have a 15 year old nephew I've had something to compare it to. I just turned in my standard paper which is something I need to graduated with, it ended up being 28 pages long with all the refrences and stuff, but it really wasn't that hard of a paper to do since I didn't have to actually do all the research. We just had to spit back out what we had learned in the class and use the research that was sited in our textbooks. But overall a very interesting class.

My intro to foriegn language education class has been really fun. The teacher is quite fun to begin with so that always helps. We went over a lot of teaching method theories and I could look back at my expreience in Japan and now know why I was told to do certain things and what they were expecting out it. If they had explained that then, I think I could have been a better teacher.... But I still have to do a teaching porfolio and that's due next thursday so that is what I'll be doing all next week after I get my Japanese oral out of the way. I also had to do a small teaching demo in Japanese in that class. It went okay, I had hoped to do it all in Japanese but my nerves prevented me from doing that.

Ahh... I suppose I really should stop procrasinating and start studying for my Japanese oral... >_> after I check facebook that is..

Well, it's nearing the end of the semester. I meant to post after my secound set of observations but my mind was so rotted by the class I couldn't think. And I thought the first ones were bad. O_o

This teacher... well, basicly I'm left wondering just how much Japanese he knew. Amanda and I sat through two of his classes, a first year, and a second/thrid year combined class. From the time we entered the classroom, to the time that we left he spoke NOT A SINGLE WORD OF JAPANESE!!! And I thought this was a Japanese classroom I was watching, not so sure now. No one even called him Sensei! He also had one map of Japan on a wall and that was it, nothing anywhere else. though he did have a nice tori gate outside his classroom... what a false impression that was...

In his first class his first years were having another review day for a test that they were going to have the next day. It was a week before Thanksgiving and they were just learning how to say 'one more time please' and 'your welcome' and 'say it slowly please'.... AREN'T THESE PHRASES THAT YOU LEARN AT THE BEGINNING OF THE YEAR????!!!!?!?!?! The one time he did actually lower himself to speak to us he told us that they had been learning hiragana all semester. okay so? You can teach more than one thing at a time. Especially when it comes to these essential phrases! And the thing that annoyed me was he said it in a way that made me think that he thought the students were a little.... slow... *headdesk*

Then in his second class he split the class into their repective years and had the second years play PICTIONARY! The words they were using, were sports. you can guess that they only had maybe a dozon or so words if that, and he made them play it for almost the entire period!! one team had like 20 some points and the other had over 10!!! Isn't that a little extreme!! And then near the end of class one of the second years asked him why they had to play the boring games that they had told him they didn't like all semester and the third years got to do what they wanted to do. And do you know what he said to her, 'Who is the teacher? That's right, I am.' I mean seriously!??!?!?!?!!? I suppose at least the third years were doing something a litte more difficult... I think. They were working on a script for a video they were going to produce, in Japanese of course... but they still didn't use any Japanese and didn't even pull out a dictionary until the very end of the class. *sighs* And then when he finally let the second years stop playing pictionary he had them working on a sentence on that was on the board. Mind you everything that was written in Japanese on the board looked like it had been done so by a student not the teacher. But the sentence he had them using had an error in it, and he just left it like that. Luckily when the students said it aloud they used the right sound which makes me wonder if they really know their characters or not.

If I have to do anymore observations they are so not going to be in this county. *headdesk*

ZeroedCoho (12:15:47 AM): I dare you to do something completely expected. Because rebellion against the expected is so commonplace that it's become the norm, and is thus expected. Are we so desperate for individualism that we need to rebel against every status quo in existence?

I don't know who this person is, but I had to laugh about this. As clearly I have severe problems and I find this amusing.

So, I changed the design of the journal a little again. Why? Because I could. Why is it all monochromey and why does it use a title like "Elegantly Wasted" with a gratuitous vector brush and even more gratuitous pretty anume girl? Why, because this is LiveJournal. Basically, this is what happens when you piece together the requisites. The too-pretty text, the either lack of or extreme abuse of vivid colors, the blatant depression, the self-deprecation...

...and the weeaboo-ness. Why haven't I added any gratuitous Japanese text yet?

Wow, I am... very, very, very screwed, aren't I.

Took the ASVAB today. Got a 92, which qualifies me for any job in the air force. The three other air force recruits who were with me didn't pass the test. You need at least a 50 to pass.