An update post! (probably boring)
Aug. 9th, 2010 02:13 am![[personal profile]](https://www.dreamwidth.org/img/silk/identity/user.png){kind=small}
dasheroy_muffins Since I always tend to use this lj for bitchin', I figure I might as well use it for something normal and cheerful this time around.
...Not necessarily interesting, mind you, but still more cheerful.
So my friends and I have been getting into Supernatural. Seriously, that show is amazing. The stories are really predictable most of the time, I'll admit; but what makes it so awesome is the acting, and the depth of the characters. I've never seen characters as realistically (or at least believably) screwed-up as Sam and Dean Winchester. There are twisted people in a lot of shows I watch, like Buffy; but those are different because most of them are actually monsters to begin with. They're supposed to be weird and to think differently than we do. But Sam and Dean are human, and their way of thinking and living is so foreign to normal people. It's fascinating.
Plus, you know, they're both hot as hell.
*cough*
anyway...
Been playing Ocarina of Time for the first time (kinda), on my friend Michael's N64. It's fun so far... although I'm not even to the first boss in the Deku Tree yet. I thought I was going to have an issue with the graphics (I'm really spoiled, graphics-wise in videogames), but they turned out to be fine. My main problem: I really suck at this game. I keep getting down to half a heart left because I'm being attacked by Deku Babas. Frickin' Audrey IIs that really like to whack me in the head, despite my shield, while I'm trying to jump attack them.
Apparently, and I quote my friend Roxana, "this does not bode well." So that game may be a little short-lived.
Finally finished Final Fantasy X. I was kind of surprised at how much I cried at the ending, considering I'd been spoiled for it even before I started playing the game. It was a great end, though, especially the little clip after the credits.
Good ending or not, though, it won't stop me from playing FFX-2. Good-looking girls in skimpy outfits handing monsters' asses to them? Sign me up. General absence of the first game's tragic atmosphere? Even better.
I also got Portal. It doesn't play well on a touchpad, I've discovered, but luckily my tablet comes with a really nice mouse, so I don't have to go buy a new one just for the game. I played it once before on my ex's computer... I don't know if my computer is more sensitive than his, or I just have more practice now, or what, but my sense of physics seems to be a lot better than it was back then. It really is an enjoyable game... although for some reason it freaks me out a lot when I'm playing alone at night.
Now for the actually important part: real life!
I'm heading off to college in mid-September. It's a little surreal, thinking about how this place is soon going to be my parents' house, not mine. This room won't really be mine, exactly. It'll just be a room I stay in every so often, that happens to have a lot of my stuff in it. It used to terrify me; I feel like it still would, if I could make myself stop and think about it. But I'm good at ignoring things. There was a defense mechanism for that, making yourself forget things you don't want to think about... we learned about it in psych. It's not repression... wish I could remember the word.
But anyway, I'm for sure rooming with my best friend Miranda; in the dorm building we wanted, no less. We start later than almost all of my other friends. We haven't even had orientation yet. It's going to be so weird, knowing all our friends are already away at school but us.
In the meantime, I'm trying to regain all the drawing skills I seem to have lost since the end of the school year. For about the last month of high school, I was too tired and stressed and busy to draw; and now that I've finally started drawing again, it looks like I've regressed to the skill set I had in ninth grade. It's enormously frustrating. I know if I work at it constantly, I can get it back to where it was; but it's hard to keep going when everything you see on the page looks like crap. My writing's suffered even more, since I haven't actually written anything good since- wow, March. And that was Phoenix Wright fanfiction.
Ah, well. At least I have something to work on this year, besides classes. I'm taking a first-year seminar on creativity, an evolutionary bio and genetics class with lab, and an intro theatre class (not that I'm actually any good at acting, but I'd like to be, and that's what 100-level classes are for, right?). I'm actually starting to get excited... and that's a big deal, for me.
...Not necessarily interesting, mind you, but still more cheerful.
So my friends and I have been getting into Supernatural. Seriously, that show is amazing. The stories are really predictable most of the time, I'll admit; but what makes it so awesome is the acting, and the depth of the characters. I've never seen characters as realistically (or at least believably) screwed-up as Sam and Dean Winchester. There are twisted people in a lot of shows I watch, like Buffy; but those are different because most of them are actually monsters to begin with. They're supposed to be weird and to think differently than we do. But Sam and Dean are human, and their way of thinking and living is so foreign to normal people. It's fascinating.
Plus, you know, they're both hot as hell.
*cough*
anyway...
Been playing Ocarina of Time for the first time (kinda), on my friend Michael's N64. It's fun so far... although I'm not even to the first boss in the Deku Tree yet. I thought I was going to have an issue with the graphics (I'm really spoiled, graphics-wise in videogames), but they turned out to be fine. My main problem: I really suck at this game. I keep getting down to half a heart left because I'm being attacked by Deku Babas. Frickin' Audrey IIs that really like to whack me in the head, despite my shield, while I'm trying to jump attack them.
Apparently, and I quote my friend Roxana, "this does not bode well." So that game may be a little short-lived.
Finally finished Final Fantasy X. I was kind of surprised at how much I cried at the ending, considering I'd been spoiled for it even before I started playing the game. It was a great end, though, especially the little clip after the credits.
Good ending or not, though, it won't stop me from playing FFX-2. Good-looking girls in skimpy outfits handing monsters' asses to them? Sign me up. General absence of the first game's tragic atmosphere? Even better.
I also got Portal. It doesn't play well on a touchpad, I've discovered, but luckily my tablet comes with a really nice mouse, so I don't have to go buy a new one just for the game. I played it once before on my ex's computer... I don't know if my computer is more sensitive than his, or I just have more practice now, or what, but my sense of physics seems to be a lot better than it was back then. It really is an enjoyable game... although for some reason it freaks me out a lot when I'm playing alone at night.
Now for the actually important part: real life!
I'm heading off to college in mid-September. It's a little surreal, thinking about how this place is soon going to be my parents' house, not mine. This room won't really be mine, exactly. It'll just be a room I stay in every so often, that happens to have a lot of my stuff in it. It used to terrify me; I feel like it still would, if I could make myself stop and think about it. But I'm good at ignoring things. There was a defense mechanism for that, making yourself forget things you don't want to think about... we learned about it in psych. It's not repression... wish I could remember the word.
But anyway, I'm for sure rooming with my best friend Miranda; in the dorm building we wanted, no less. We start later than almost all of my other friends. We haven't even had orientation yet. It's going to be so weird, knowing all our friends are already away at school but us.
In the meantime, I'm trying to regain all the drawing skills I seem to have lost since the end of the school year. For about the last month of high school, I was too tired and stressed and busy to draw; and now that I've finally started drawing again, it looks like I've regressed to the skill set I had in ninth grade. It's enormously frustrating. I know if I work at it constantly, I can get it back to where it was; but it's hard to keep going when everything you see on the page looks like crap. My writing's suffered even more, since I haven't actually written anything good since- wow, March. And that was Phoenix Wright fanfiction.
Ah, well. At least I have something to work on this year, besides classes. I'm taking a first-year seminar on creativity, an evolutionary bio and genetics class with lab, and an intro theatre class (not that I'm actually any good at acting, but I'd like to be, and that's what 100-level classes are for, right?). I'm actually starting to get excited... and that's a big deal, for me.
