samedi, janvier 31, 2004

OH yeah, almost forgot one thing . . .

You said that I win. Heh heh, time for a victory dance!

*dances*

Back to my victorious lifestyle! la la la la

*more dance*

M | 1/31/2004 05:55:00 PM| comment

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vendredi, janvier 30, 2004

Dude, Justin, your comment sincerely meant a lot. People rarely tell me things like that. That was really kind of you to say that. Thank you so much!

Ah, I think illness is approaching . . . i definitely have a bit of a cold and have been so much more tired that usual. (Fell asleep at 8PM and woke up at around 2:30 AM . . . still tired and sleeping again till 8 AM.) Mmm, and apparently good ol Prof Herold is springing an impromptu speech on us tomorrow so that doesn't exactly send the adrenaline coursing through my veins . . .

Oh, and I slept soundly through Japan Club, which I didn't mean to do at all, but . . . oh well. I think neither Maya nor Yoshi were going to be there anyway. Oh well. Wonder if Maya remembered what she was going to tell me . . . ?

Coming back to my room around 1:30-ish or so. Will be doing homework all afternoon long and then working on R-Project. (My fun little codename for that video game thingus. I'm somewhat sworn to secrecy on the whole thing.)

Meh. Sleepy time.

M | 1/30/2004 02:37:00 AM| comment

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jeudi, janvier 29, 2004

Yesterday, I went on a bit of a downloading spree. I didn't find what I was looking for, so I gave up. In the end, I wound with free Dead AIM and AIMX. Both extroardinary programs, especially AIMX (not the real name of the program . . . I don't want to give this away). AIMX allows me to seriously fuck with people on AIM - I can link them to sites and when they click on the link their computer crashes, I can sign them off, I can change the text color, and I can do just about everything. It's pure insanity and a definite gold mine!

M | 1/29/2004 06:48:00 PM| comment

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Oh my gosh! Sugiyama-sensee handed out a brochure about Akita today and it just re-sparked my enthusiasm for my foreign exchange trip! Originally, I was going to go in Spring (because of my paltry GPA) and that would be around April, but Sugiyama-sensee said if it was possible, would I want to go in the Winter? I said of course!

Plus, lunch today with Maya was fascinating. We were talking about some differences between America and Japan and stuff like that and then we got to talking about my trip over there. It looks like I will go for Winter, Spring, and Summer terms and then after summer, do a mini-tour of Japan. I will go to Osaka to visit Maya and we will go to Tokyo; she was very excited about this! It will be fun! Then onto Fukuoka to visit Yoko and go to Hiroshima. There's so much that I'm looking forward to on the trip and it makes me want to study everything so hard to bring up my GPA.

This came around to another thing. Maya told me that I will get along in Japan very well because I have some truly Japanese mannerisms. She explained a little further, telling me that I tend to not dwell on negative things very much and I don't express emotion as freely as most Americans. "They" (for definition of "they," see "people that suck") might disagree with this, but I believe this is because around "them" I was very emotional because everyone had their own paltry little dramas. Around the Japanese, I'm more predisposed to be calm and rational - it's like expressing unneeded emotions is a waste of energy - which it is. So actually, I guess I learned a lot about myself from talking with Maya.

M | 1/29/2004 06:16:00 PM| comment

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Life is so much more interesting when I don't have to hang out with excruciatingly boring people. A typical day with them ("them" - see: people that suck) would involve lounging around, occasionally suggesting something, having it shot down, etc. Yet now, things are quite different. These new people are actually capable of compliments, instead of relying on insults to gain points from each other. The humor is much better - no longer moronic, endless conversations about wanking or asshole's pr0n collection. Plus, there's so much more variety - I'm back to being a drifter - I hang out with about three different groups of people and when I say different, they all very much so are. Very, very unique. And I find myself missing "them" very, very little - if at all. The only thing that really stings is the fact that not one person expresses interest in me. Was my value that low? Guess so. Oh well, movin on up to better things. People that matter. People that have actually had dates in the past.

In retrospect, I doubt if anything positive came from all those friendships. Everyone had their own stupid little dramas and was so absorbed in those that they couldn't stop and look at someone else for a change. I guess I expected too much. I wanted a friendship like Yoko's immediately after she left and all I got were a bunch of hapless losers who were too melded to their video games and anime and computers to realize that there is, indeed a world outside. Not everyone can be like Yoko or Teresa or Maya or Carl or Anita - people that actually indicate they care about others. Geh. Too much speculation.

Tomorrow: Japan Club, Talent Show
Friday: Study Abroad meeting
Saturday: Asian/American Dinner
Sunday: sit around and be a blob

M | 1/29/2004 12:34:00 AM| comment

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mercredi, janvier 28, 2004

"I once gave a speech, solely on BSing a speech. Ironically, i planned and rehearsed it carefully." (me)

M | 1/28/2004 06:56:00 PM| comment

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Yo Carl - did you read the section in my previous entry about the video game offer? That is so cool and I thought instantly of you when that happened. I'll keep you posted on such information.

Today was, for lack of better words, FUCKING COLD. I had to walk to some stupid councelling center and today was not the best day to make the first trip. Reason #1: I had no idea where the place was, just a number, 166 Main. Reason #2: There was a heavy windchill advisory. Reason #3: The appointment was for 12:00, thus I had to skip Psych. Go figure. So . . . I got lost and was walking in weather that was probably -15 below, factoring in the windchill. I walked for probably a half an hour. When I got there, it was literally filled with crazy people; one guy was staring at me and not blinking, one lady was talking animatedly and insanely about an appointment, and there was just the air of insanity. Then, all I had to do was fill out some damn form, so I left the building considerably angry.

Do de do.

There was some educational department meeting, which was three hours long and included a writing proficiency exam (what a pain in the ass . . .). After this, I ate dinner with Stephanie (weird, funny girl) but then also with Teresa and her gang - so this was fun.

Meh. Watching a movie and such. I have quite a lot planned for this weekend, so I have to do all my homework tomorrow . . .

M | 1/28/2004 06:38:00 PM| comment

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mardi, janvier 27, 2004

Then, lunch with Maya and Yoshi. Turns out Yoshi will not be here next year (off to LA for him!) so Maya and I protested this. Then he commented that the tuition in California is about two million dollars. After a raised eyebrow and a lot of laughing at his expense, he figured that he meant $20,000. Wacky Japanese number system.

Then, I met up with Erin and it was off to Art, which spectacularly was cancelled. Whee! So I wandered Main Campus a bit more till Anuki found me and persuaded me to attend the Asian-American dinner, so I must be off to that on Saturday.

After this, I also hung out with a bunch of "differently sexually oriented" people (for lack of a better phrase) and this was said, "As far as sex goes, the difference between you and me is that I actually get some." Then while I was sitting there, some other person came wandering up and this one girl was introducing everyone at the table to him and she said that I was "the only straight one there." Heh, I'm always the odd one out!

Then, Japanese, which proved to be interesting. We kept asked Sugiyama-sensee if there was a rude hand gesture in Japan that was akin to "the finger" but she said she didn't know and would look into it.

For dinner, I met up with a bunch of friends of Teresa and Erin's and that was a blast. I got along with this one girl, Stephanie pretty well. (who was really kooky, in the good way) The conversation topic of wanking did inevitably come up, but doesn't it always?

Plus, and this is the most amazing part of my day . . . some guy from a software/video game company emailed me, asking for some commissioned artwork to be published in a video game. Once published, I will get a small portion of the profits. This is simply stunning - and all thanks to the "Silent Menace" project!

So . . . obviously a stunning day.


M | 1/27/2004 06:29:00 PM| comment

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currently listening to >>>"Songs to Bring a Smile to Your Face" compiled by Al Gore

M | 1/27/2004 01:49:00 AM| comment

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jeudi, janvier 22, 2004

I'm going to write yet another poem.

. . . nope never mind, nothin doin

M | 1/22/2004 12:23:00 AM| comment

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Once upon a midnight dreary
While I porn surfed, weak and weary,
Over many a strange and spurious site
. . . of ' hot xx galore'.
While I clicked my fav'rite bookmark,
Suddenly there came a warning,
And my heart was filled with mourning,
. . . mourning for my dear amour,
"’Tis not possible," I muttered,
"Give me back my free hardcore!"
. . . quoth the server, 404.


M | 1/22/2004 12:20:00 AM| comment

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vendredi, janvier 09, 2004

WHAT HAPPENED?

Someone hacked into stuff, and when I went to my blog, it said "AARON'S BIBLE" or some crap like that. Then there was all this religious shit and now I am changing ALL my passwords.

M | 1/09/2004 04:12:00 PM| comment

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jeudi, janvier 08, 2004

A funny quote.

"And you! Weren't you using your dragon to light farts the other day?"
"You saw that?"
"The whole castle saw it!!"

M | 1/08/2004 08:04:00 PM| comment

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Well, enjoy it. The days of my blog are counting down. Tomorrow will be the last day

I have a new one and will give no one the URL. Neither will I read anyone's blog. I desire this new piece of privacy and separation - public blogs depress me . . .

Oh, and hair stuff tomorrow.

M | 1/08/2004 04:46:00 PM| comment

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Mm, it's a great thing, getting fan mail. I got the first piece of fan mail that i have recieved in months, mayhap a year. I used to get quite a lot of it, but since my art has waned, so has the mail thinned out. And since I've gradually been doing more and posting more, I guess that fan mail is coming back! Yay!

M | 1/08/2004 03:06:00 PM| comment

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I looked out the window and Tina (or is it Christy, I can't tell) is just staring straight ahead. So is Jesse. I looked for both Xena and Jack, but they are not to be found and they would just be sleeping anyway. Animals are infinitely boring.

Ever have a dream about a person and then wake up extremely interested in that person? I think it's funny - not funny ha ha, but funny strange.

Thank you, everyone, for taking the time out of your oh so busy lives and visiting my art junk and leaving me comments.

::HUGE EYE ROLL, followed by EXASPERATED SIGH::

Story to follow.

M | 1/08/2004 12:46:00 PM| comment

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Well, once I get the cast off my arm, I can do my own private written journal.

M | 1/08/2004 11:19:00 AM| comment

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mercredi, janvier 07, 2004

Mmm, I suddenly am majorly pissed off. I should avoid, um no, not going to say. Too many people read this.

This journal will be ended in about a week and I will have a new one that I will not give the link to anyone. I'm sorry, I just can't take the stress of people reading my thoughts. Plus, I won't read anyone else's journal . . . it's not good for me anymore. Everyone says so many depressing, stupid things . . .

M | 1/07/2004 11:47:00 PM| comment

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Okay, two new pics on the site. Please check them out. One is for Stacy. The other is just cool.

Go either to http://delyera.tripod.com <= my site

or to http://www.mediaminer.org/fanart and search for "delyera" and you can see my stuff!

Go to both and have double the fun.

M | 1/07/2004 11:33:00 PM| comment

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Went to World Market for the first time today - it's such a cool store. I had to resist everything. I was really looking for some Pocky, which is this Japanese candy I've heard about, but I didn't find any. I bought a bar of French chocolate for my mom, some holiday German chocolate that was on sale, some British holiday crackers (you know, the things that explode, and another set of chopsticks. It was very cheap, just under $10. I was very happy with everything and am now waiting until my mom gets home so I can give her genuine European chocolate.

Oh, and must go to get a cavity filled tomorrow. Yippee. I've had only one cavity in my entire life and while the filling wasn't something especially horrific, I'd like to avoid getting this one until at least summer. This is why I don't think I want to go tomorrow (they had an opening and I can either snatch it up or not).

Reminder: all comments on my blog, please put them in the tagboard. I don't want to set up a comment thingy; it's just too much trouble.

M | 1/07/2004 01:21:00 PM| comment

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Okay, I am going to write the complete page 162 of Brian's autobiography. (Of course, by me writing it, it effectively nullifies the term "autobiography" but what can you do?)

"and after he overcame that STD, many new challenges presented themselves to him.

That same year, Brian decided he no loner needed a pinky finger on his left hand and had it amputated. Doctors replaced the limb in the center of his forehead, where it proved itself to be very useful. Brian used it to hold Sharpies and Post-it notes.

As useful as this extra, forehead-dwelling extremity proved to be, it caused Brian a few problems. First and foremost, he began to grow acne on this finger and it hurt. Yet this did not deterr Brian whatsoever. However, other people had begun to notice his strange growth and, in order to mask their extreme jealousy, called him names such as "unicorn," "Finger Head," and the ever-popular "Freak." As time passed, Brian learned to be proud of his finger and went on to start a support group for people who have fingers in unusual places or FUP, for short.

With his finger happily settling in its new home and FUP to take up his bounty of free time, Brian felt he could finally find peace.

And he did.

That is, until the killer bees attacked his home in Alberta, Canada and he was left with nothing a microwave and half a gallon of petroleum jelly. Luckily"

I think he should use this for his college applications, don't you? I especially like the part about FUP.

M | 1/07/2004 10:04:00 AM| comment

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mardi, janvier 06, 2004

Some quotes:

"but after he overcame that STD, a new challenge presented itself to Brian Kibler." (excerpt from page 162 of Brian's autobiography . . . at least what I suggested he should write.)

"Okay, you Canadian. Just wait a little bit . . . I will beat you up." (Heeyeon)

Funny stuff!

M | 1/06/2004 11:42:00 PM| comment

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More quotes for your enjoyment.

Me: "Ask Timmy. He eats poo from the shower."
Timmy: "Yeah, cuz it cooks."

Me, playing with 'Illustrated Brian and Christopher': "Hi, my name is Brian. Hi, I'm Christopher. Oh hi, Christopher, what's up? Nothing, Brian. Do you want to go shopping, Christopher? Sure, Brian. I bought you a parasol Christopher. SIIIIIIIIIINGIN' in the rain!!!"
Chrstopher: "Did you say 'Semen in the Rain?'"
Me: "Yeah, I did." (rolls eyes)
Christopher: "SEEEEEEEEMEN in the rain!"

Christopher: "Why am I flashing everyone? I don't really do that."

I'm sure there's more, but no one remembers.

Oh and visit happytreefriends.com.

M | 1/06/2004 03:26:00 PM| comment

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lundi, janvier 05, 2004

Here's something guaranteed to reacquaint you with your lunch.

www.happytreefriends.com

More fun than a stick!

M | 1/05/2004 03:42:00 PM| comment

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Here's something guaranteed to re-acquaint you with your lunch . . .

www.happytreefriends.com

More fun than a stick!

M | 1/05/2004 03:40:00 PM| comment

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dimanche, janvier 04, 2004

I watched Queer Eye for the Straight Guy with Brian. When it was done, he said, "Those guys are so gay." I said, "That's the idea."

M | 1/04/2004 09:59:00 PM| comment

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In the world of writing, there is a technique of exposition called "elephant in the room." You describe something by not talking about it. Think of it this way. There is a party and there is an elephant there. The elephant is taking up a lot space, eating nuts out of the bowl, and generally making a nuisance of itself. Yet, no one in the room talks about it because, of course, mentioning the problem makes it exist - and whoever mentions the problem inevitably takes on the burden of removing the problem. But something has to be done. If not, the elephant will continue to be a pain to all of the guests.

Mm, interesting concept, no?

M | 1/04/2004 08:46:00 PM| comment

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A few quotes to summarize the last few days: (some only certain people will understand)

"It's too bad your heart is retarded and your mind can't feel; we definitely have a fucked up complex."

"What do you want?"

"Well, I think it's good that you're so sad. If you're this sad, it means something really good caused it. Be thankful. Is it pathetic that I learned that lesson from South Park?"

"Thank you SO much for going through my personal belongings."

"I feel like everything I used to live for has been torn away and scrapped. My old life is worthless so why should I bother with the past?"

"Really, how much damage can an evil turtle do?"

"I'm so self-contradictory late at night."

"I'm not an immature little brat. You just have a skewed view of maturity and expect me to measure up to it. It's impossible to become something you don't understand so I think you need a dictionary. Then, and only then, will you have to right to tell me I'm immature. Good lord."

That's about it. I said all those.

M | 1/04/2004 04:42:00 PM| comment

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samedi, janvier 03, 2004

http://www.luckystarscattery.com/Potter.swf

No, not the trailer to the new Harry Potter movie, but darn funny.

Bother bother bother bother bother

M | 1/03/2004 11:54:00 AM| comment

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vendredi, janvier 02, 2004

I accidentally published that twice, but don't care enough to fix it. Plus, I realized I gave away a spoiler to Last Samurai. That just goes to show you all not to read my journal. I think I'll do this - go see movies and give away spoilers so no one will read it anymore.

And I stepped on a sticker, which sucked.

M | 1/02/2004 11:15:00 PM| comment

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Speculations on LotR: RotK . . . I know this is a little past due, but I was just thinking.

Notice the look Elrond has on his face during the coronation, and add in this dialogue:
Random elf: Dude, your daughter's so going to get some tonight.
Elrond: Shut UP, dude.
(Would that not be hilarious?)

Also. The whole "you carry the ring, I'll carry you" thing, well, I got to thinking. What if they gave the ring to something else, and then had Frodo carrying the something else? Originally I thought a monkey, but it might run off, so I decided on a turtle. Just put a little thing on the turtle so it won't slide off and carry the turtle around. It's not like the turtle will run off, or if it does, it won't get far. If the turtle turns evil . . . well, how much damage can a turtle do, even if it is evil? Maybe it'd get super powers like super speed (1.2 mph: that's very fast . . . for a turtle) or maybe grow a second head. Go, evil turtle, go!

Also, I saw Last Samurai and thought it peculiar that the ONLY survivor was the American. What are the ODDS of that? Five hundred samurai and they all die, except the American . . . yeah right. Psssh.

[Mm, I deleted a bunch of this because it's more ranting. And we all know I'm forbidden to do THAT. FUCK FUCK FUCK FUCK. I'm so ANGRY right now.]

M | 1/02/2004 10:10:00 PM| comment

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Nothing to say. Deal with it.

M | 1/02/2004 07:36:00 PM| comment

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