Game Day

I learned a very valuable lesson at Radcon's game day last night: excessive bouts of playing Guitar Hero will get you addicted quick and will begin to hurt after continuous playing.

Game day was spent doing one of two things: role playing at the anime gaming table or playing Guitar Hero. I had fun. I think I found a new video game I wanna have now. XD It's fun and I like it.

High school's been...oddly pleasant. Something tells me that things are gonna start to go screwy sometime soon - it can't be this pleasant for this amount of time. So I'm going to move a step up from pessimism back to the 'optimistic realist' that I see myself as. Because sooner or later, something's gonna SNAFU in my grades, I just know it. (And I have a big feeling it's gonna be in History.)

Short post. Nothing much new.

W00tness!

First day of high school went very smoothly. I was going to be a pessimist and expect my schedule to be completely screwed up, but no - I got the classes I signed up for...and a class that I didn't sign up for that I am just absolutely giddy about. I now have a 0 hour, meaning that I'm gonna be at school at 6:30 in the morning, but it's got a benefit of being a second choir class! I am one of two freshman in Diva's choir! So yeah. Breakfast with a song and a song before lunch! (I have lunch after fourth hour.) Downside, though, is that I'm gonna hafta run around like a chicken with its head cut off, but who cares.

[singing]I like to rise when the sun she rises, early in the morning...[/singing]

Hatred and Terror Bit the Dust

Now all that's left is Destruction.

Mom and I have been playing Diablo 2 multiplayer for some time now. The Maiden of Anguish went down quickly, as did the Prince of Pain. We completed Act III within a day, including beating the crap out of Mephisto, Lord of Hatred (we both died once), and did the same with Act IV after finishing off Diablo after what felt like eternity. We died so many times in that fight, it's not even funny. Didn't help that mom's mouse started to go dead on us in the middle of the fight, so I basically picked off what I could from him until mom got back. Problem? When we both went back into the fight, he had completely regenerated. Not cool, not cool at all. Thank goodness Mom was playing a Sorceress while I was an Assassin. I'd distract the Lord of Terror with Shadow (a summoned creature that looks exactly like my character) for a few seconds while Mom came up behind him and hit him with Static Field, a spell that knocks down quite a bit of his hit points. It was mainly distract-and-shoot, but we won in the end. Did I mention that we died so many times in that fight, it wasn't even funny?

Now our characters are in upper-twenties and heading up Mount Arreat after the final Prime Evil, Baal, Lord of Destruction. Hopefully, his AI in the final battle won't have changed and I'll be able to corner him then trap him with my Wake of Fire/Inferno traps. BWAHAHAHAHA. In the meanwhile, we have trapped Barbarians to rescue in the next session.

Washed the van today. We're heading to the cabin this weekend, but we're leaving Sunday. School starts Tuesday. Did I mention that I'm scared as heck about that?

It's Here!

Mom got her harp early yesterday afternoon. Helped her out with tuning (although it still tends to go out of tune a little, but that's unsurprising). I've spent a decent amount of time in the past two days simply finding and playing songs I've heard on that thing now. *sheepish chuckle* I'm glad I have ears, 'cause I'm already able to play a few songs from video games that I've heard on the harp a little. So for the past few days, I could easily be seen playing mom's harp a little. Most of the songs that I've found out are within 2 1/2 octaves.

Yeah. Quick blog post. The house is alive with the sound of music (and before you ask, yes, pun intended).

Bored?

icanhascheeseburger comes up with a lot of funny stuff. Dad, I blame you for informing me of that site. Fie be aponst you.

Back From Camp

Huzzah! I'm back! And rather bug-bitten....

Anyway, camp. We went to Twin Harbors State Park for camp. Lovely place with the ocean just across the main road (...alright, I'll admit, it was the highway) to the west. Fun times to be had. Sandcastles were built, kites were flown, people kept on getting into the water past their knees despite what they had been told...

The only downside was the fact that there were boys there as well.

As in Mormon young men/scouts (whatever they're called).

Naturally, the hormonal teenage girls that didn't have common sense about the whole thing practically swooned (and my tent mocked the whole thing, as even the beehives were doing so). I only spoke with them slightly when my kite tangled up with one of theirs (which they complimented due to my persistence/stubbornness. XD)

Monday was when we settled in and got our first look at the beach, Tuesday we built sandcastles (ours was complete with an actual moat and had a bunch of shells and such decorating it), Wendsday we went to the marine museum and the lighthouse (yes, I went all the way up), Thursday we got ice cream, went gift-shopping, and had testimony night, and Friday we got our awards and packed up. Mine was 'Betty Crocker Cookie Baker' due to the fact that I brought a batch of cookies in a bucket that were all gone by the end of the week. I shared with everyone who wanted one.

Anyway, I'm back. It's been over a week. I'll go and catch up on other stuff now.

Warning: Possible Rant

Yes, I'm sure you've noticed by now that I'm actually posting for a second day in a row. Not very often I do this, now, is it?

The reason as to why I normally don't post daily: unlike Mom, my routine normally involves getting up, heading online, doing chores, heading back on the computer, playing video games, and most of my time is spent on stories and the like. Due to the fact that the only story that I've let on so far is Project: iNFiNiTY (which is STILL in concept stage), there's been no other big news lately. Other than the norm. ...Then again, that's how you define 'normal'.

Now then. Does anybody here hate waking up in the middle of the night/really really early morning and being completely unable to get back to sleep? Yeah, I do. Scary part is, I'm normally the first one up anyway during the school year. ('Cause I wake up at five in the morning then.) I've been having that problem a lot lately. I'm not sure if it's some sort of insomnia or something, but still.

There's also the fact that I also tend to sleep like a rock. No, really, I sleep like a rock. At Girl's Camp two years ago, all the girls in my tent were screaming their heads off. Guess who was out like a light despite people screaming in her ears? And was still out even after she had a flashlight shine on her face? And then the year previous, I was normally in the tent due to the fact that my schedule had gone like this: Saturday - Dance Festival. Sunday - Greenwood. Monday through Friday - Girl's Camp. The fact that I was kept up 'till past midnight on Sunday night really didn't help. Thus, 'Camp Sleep-a-Lot'.

Nowadays, I'm normally up at weird hours of the morning. Woke up at four-ish due to a storm that was outside. (The thunder was louder than Dad's snoring - he slept right through the thing. YES, DAD, YOU SNORE. DEAL WITH IT.) Got up at about five, played on the computer for about an hour, went back to bed, FINALLY GOT SOME SLEEP. Didn't get out of bed again until ten this morning. Hopefully, this isn't because I'm unnerved about the fact that I don't know when the first day of High School starts...