For Real!? (73/90)

I'm watching a friend play Left 4 Dead 2 right now. I may join him in a bit seeing as how the Left 4 Dead series is one of my favorite games to play on the PC. I'm not really into realism, but Left 4 Dead gives me something that most other 1st person shooters don't. A reason to cooperate with my teammates. Valve does a good job with their 1st person shooters in my opinion. Especially their multiplayer games. In games like Left 4 Dead and Team Fortress 2, cooperating with your teammates is key to your success.

For instance, in Left 4 Dead,  Valve made the game impossible to play through the levels by yourself. If you get stranded from the rest of the group, you will most likely be killed. Seriously. The zombies in that game can fully incapacitate the survivors so fighting the zombies by yourself is completely insane. Every time a "special infected" attacks you and gets a hold of you, the odds are, you won't be able to defend yourself. Some of the special infected can keep you in their grasp until you die. Sucks doesn't it? Well, that's what teammates are for. You got zombies on your face? No problem. Your teammate will probably get that. Help, you've fallen and you can't get up? Well someone's gonna make you stand back up. You see where this is going, right?

Cooperation in video games is something that stands out for me when it comes to first person shooters or any multiplayer game. That is why I can't really get into video games like Call of Duty and Halo where almost no teamwork is required. Some people can probably argue, but in the end, the player who is better than everyone else always ends up on top. And I think that has become a common stereotype with gamers who do play 1st person shooters (thank you Halo/CoD [annoyedface.jpg] where you have some dicks attack less experienced players and forming elitist groups. Video games aren't supposed to be about being the best on your server. Video games are meant to be fun and interactive, not something that you get pissed off at.

That concludes today's blog. I have work tomorrow at 6am so ...... F#@&
I guess I'm not playing Left 4 Dead today :(

Glares and stairs (72/90)

Today was.... well... kind of crappy. Most of today was spent studying alone in my room. The hard work is paying of though. I got an A on my Intro to Art exams which makes for a total of 2/3 of my finals being A's so far. Let's see how well I do on my CS104 Final. (crosses fingers)

I can't wait until I get finished with this blog. Only 18 more days! I'm already starting to get ideas on what I'm going to do when I finish the 90 posts. One idea I have is to go through all of my blog entries and handpick a couple of favorites to post on Twitter so that others can get a sense of what I like about my own writing. The reason for this is that when I read other people's blogs, I start to see what aspects of the person's writing kind of annoy me and what aspects interest me. I know that other people do this with my blog as well. It's called selective reading. Reading only what interests you. 

Another thing that's been on my mind lately: I want to start another blog centering around the idea of writing about progress I make with my own personal hobbies. I figure this will be a good way to keep track of the progress I've made as I start learning how to play an instrument. I'm not sure if I ever mentioned that I bought a bass guitar last summer. Well, I did. To my disappointment, as soon as the college year started up again I had to let the bass gather dust in my room seeing as I didn't really have the time to practice or even look at it (XD). I plan on picking it back up during the Summer. So look forward to that if I do decide to make that new blog.

As I say this... I realize that we still haven't started our Street Fighter blog. Brb. I have to go glare at James.

Texting is important (71/90)

Darn it. I'm going to have to keep this blog entry a little short today (I know, how disappointing) seeing as how I'm currently studying for a final exam I have in a couple of hours. At least this is a good excuse...... Well, not really, but better than others.

I want to say that I will write down what I did today in tomorrow's blog, but I probably won't want to anyways. Today was not awesome enough. I know tomorrow will be much better seeing as how I won't feel tied down and that I'll be done with my two important finals. I'll just recap real fast.

I woke up at noon today (yay sleep)

I talked to Jacob Wilcox on skype (I haven't talked to him in like forever)

I made two Bocca burgers.... yum

I made kanji flashcards. I'm currently studying with them.

I went to Wal-mart/Goodwill

I got to drink a new flavor of Mountain Dew. Hecks yeah!

I got Eric to leave the house and exercise. Huzzah!

I got a late-night breakfast with my friends: Marlee, Evie, Amanda, Leo, James, and Leslie.

I'm at the library writing this post.

Signing out now.

Bye.

Magical Monday? (70/90)

Meh. Today is the Monday of the week of FINALS. What do you expect? Something interesting? Hm. Maybe. I thought today was different. I can call today another lazy day, but I actually did a few out of the ordinary things today. Read on if you like. You know, to find out about how my day was today.

This Monday started off as a disappointment, to be honest. I woke up, took a shower, got dressed, made breakfast, and showed up late for a final. Umm. Did we have a final today? I guess I will never know because I showed up and no one was in the classroom. And to think that I actually wanted to do my presentation at the time. I honestly did D;

After all the confusion and possibly anger, I decided to head to the library where I knew I would find Tyler and his little buddies. And sure enough, I did. Second floor of the library in the table across from the computers is where you'll find him. Tyler. Next year's Anime Club prez. LOL. I talked to him for a bit and he said that he was going to stay in the library for quite a while so I decided to go back home, grab candy, grab my laptop, and do quick poses in the mirror before heading back to the library to start my so called study session. After about two seconds of studying, I got bored. I mean, really that fast. Tyler was sitting there next to me playing a visual novel. He was laughing his ass off. I felt a little jealous so I popped out some manga I've had in my backpack and nerded out with him. That was fun.

Then, the cl0ck struck....(I don't remember) and Tyler had to go..... somewhere (I forgot). My only two options were: 1) go home or 2) go to Botswin (like I do most Mondays). I decided to go with the more interesting option and took my chances heading over to Botswin, home of... other nerds. Immediately after I arrived at Botswin, someone made me watch a review of a Batman comic that talked about how Bruce Wayne hated rock n roll. The review was so hilarious! My favorite line in that whole comic is "Punk is nothing but death... and crime... and the rage of a beast." AHAHAHA! Really Batman!? XDDDDD (sigh). The comic portrayed the music industry horribly. There was even a blonde Elvis. And a cheap reference to Black Sabbath :/

Can today get any worse? Mind you I'm supposed to be studying for my finals. But I'm not. I'm goofing off. What can I say? I'm prone to getting distracted by random things. Oooh. Example. Today I saw this dude. He was dancing around with his umbrella. He was around that area between Woodworth and DeHority Complex where the fishies are at. I thought he was dancing really well. Whoa. Seriously. And the amazing part was that the fountain with the fish had all of these soapy bubbles inside, so the dude started dancing and splashing the bubbles all around the place. I walked by that place after he raided it with his dancing skills and looked at all of the beautiful soapy bubbles that were floating in midair. (!@#&* I wish my camera was alive). I was listening to Belle & Sebastian's "Seeing Other People" by the way, just to add to the magic :)

Stupid things (69/90)

Hmm.. I figured that I wouldn't have as much trouble getting my thoughts across on this blog by now. Yesterday's entry took nearly two hours to write. Who knows how long I'll be on this one. Writing has never been one of my strengths and probably never will be. But I'm making an effort everyday to write whatever's on my mind and to make progress. Even after my 90 posts, I think that I will keep this blog and continue to contribute onto it. That way, I will continue this learning process seeing as I feel I have much to gain from this experience.

Come to think of it, I've never been good at speaking either. Sometimes, I tend to look at people and find it amazing how effortlessly they can talk without pausing. That's always been one of my weaknesses. I would say one thing and then have to pause in order to get my thoughts straight so that I add onto what I was saying. I'm serious. Well, I guess this may be due to the fact that I never really communicated with others when I was younger. I remember that I used to try to talk with my classmates when I was in 3rd grade, but would always get ignored. Sometimes, my classmates would tell me to shut up because I would always talk about video games or cartoons that the other kids weren't interested in. At first, I thought it was just a joke, but then my classmates started shunning me so I took "shut up" as a literal context. And for the next several years, I would talk to no one. I still talked when I had to, but didn't openly talk with anyone at school whatsoever. There was an instance where my 6th grade teacher called on me to answer a question, but I would not answer. And so, I got detention for that. My 6th grade teacher was real mean too. I don't think she had another expression on her face other than "pissed-off mode."

This process of not talking with anyone carried over to high school too. My 10th grade English teacher thought I had problems because I always sat in the corner and put my head down when the other students conversed with each other. Now that I look back, yeah, I kinda did have a problem. I remembered that I didn't like any of my classmates from my high school. Everyone would always annoy me because they would talk about their boyfriends/girlfriends and how they liked sports which never interested me. Also, I was an honor student in high school and was the only minority in my classes. At first, I had the BoTD on them, but later found out that they were in fact racist towards Mexicans. (@#*&#@&#*@#)

Now that I'm in college, I don't face that problem. The being shunned and being with racist pricks problem. From day one, I made the decision that I would try to befriend people and become part of student organizations and go to as many events as I could. The complete opposite of my high school life XDD. I am glad though. College actually has other people that share my interests. The classmates from high school didn't. Not at all. Eww.

But now that I'm in college, I've become part of clubs such as: Club Japan, Japanese Animation Society, Comic Book Club, Urban Gaming League, Electronic Gaming League, Asian American Student Association, and other minor ones. I always look forward to events such as: local concerts, documentary films, Late Night, Role Playing with friends, and whatever else my friends and I decide to do. Sometimes we even do study sessions in the library.

Dang, this post took about an hour and a half. Gah!

Almost Useless.... (68/90)

There's this person who always annoys me. He has become the representation of my inner hatred. I hate this person more than anyone else in this world. Maybe because I know him too well. Maybe because I've been there when he has committed the most horrible acts. To others, he may seem like an okay guy, but I know those deep dark secrets he keeps. I know that because of him, my dreams, my aspirations, my goals get shot down constantly. His very existence makes my life a living hell. And yet, I can never seem to get away. Why? Because this person is me.

I-I had a breakdown today. Not because I was mad at someone or because I had a stressful day at work. I just happened to get pissed off at the fact that I could not get myself to do the project I wanted to do today. I could have done it, but I didn't feel like I was ready. I literally sat on my bed for hours thinking my plan over. I even decided that as long as I put some effort into it, that it would come out okay. But no, I didn't. Instead I didn't do anything. Instead, I had to get depressed over nothing. I depressed over something that couldn't happen. It was then that I started recalling previous failed events in my life that further enhanced my frustration. My frustration grew to a point where I was literally screaming and throwing my bedsheets across the room. I started banging my head into my pillow before dispersing my flames by crying into my pillow. Then I fell asleep. Luckily, no one else was in the house to see me experience this.

I may as well tell you this: I hate not being productive. I really do. Whenever I am kept against my will to stay put and not learn or get nothing done, I start to lose it. I see no point in wasting your life doing something that isn't going to have any significance whatsoever. And yet, there are times when I myself am the opposing force. I despise myself for being the abomination who has hindered the goals I have set out to do. My reaction to this? Take out my anger out on myself. Now you know why I do such things such as light myself on fire, hit my head up against the wall until I bleed, starve myself, constantly envision myself being tortured by someone or something, .... the list goes on.

I know that I'm at a point in my life where I should already be over this. Throwing fits is for pathetic, young whining children who can't take care of themselves. Yet, I still inhibit some of those characteristics. I have no idea on how I'm supposed to live my life. I have no clue what I'm doing wrong and what I'm doing right. I only see myself and the fact that I seem to have too many faults. 

The Famous Friday before FINALS (67/90)

W00t! The JAS (Japanese Animation Society) End-of-The-Year BBQ was a huge success. I bet this night left a huge impression on everyone that showed up. There was too much mayhem. If only I can put the madness into words...

The JAS (Japanese Animation Society) End-of-The-Year BBQ was hosted at my house. And let me tell ya, hosting the BBQ was a lot more work than I had initially planned. Too many people showed up. My attention was being constantly needed and I had to be everywhere at once. I would say that I felt awesome being the charismatic dude that talked with everyone as I had felt obligated to do so since many were unfamiliar with me and that they were the onces who came to my house. But I felt like I missed out on a lot that happened because I was really busy for most of the BBQ cooking food, showing people around the house, and having people ask me too many questions (like where the bathroom was T__T).

Once I got settled down and started enjoying the party, I felt a lot better. I kept constantly eating food. I was a total pig at my own party XD. But to be fair, I did use up most of the energy. I finally got to play Scrabble, a game I've had for months but have never had the chance to play. I also showed Kyle my Lego collection which really got him excited. I may have gotten myself a new contributor for my website this summer. The party is still going and still pretty lively even though we are down to 6 people. I decided to do the blog right now in case I forget with all the fun I'm having. I'll have to make sure I wake up early tomorrow too, as I have work in the morning, but I don't think that will be a problem.