Today was a good day.
Helped work on something, got treated to Dairy Queen.
Afterwards, I had an old friend come over. I shall refer to him as “M”.
He, my brother, and I played video games before going to Kung Fu. “M” had yet to try it.
He enjoyed it.
We then played more games, and now I’m left as the only one awake in the house.
… Yeah.
-HolyJunkie.
I took a nostalgia pill by playing an old game based on a long-discontinued Lego theme. It was called “Rock Raiders”.
I wonder if they’ll ever go back to those old sets that kicked ass instead of repeatedly going for the most popular pop-culture crap and making specific models based on the pieces, instead of coming out with 5000-piece box sets with every piece needed to make simple, yet awesome stuff.
Anyway, Rock Raiders was a more original one, and I rather like the video game. Though buggy at times, and sometimes annoying when certain things happen, it’s one fun strategy game.
I’ve also been checking out Pablo Francisco. He can do any voice imaginable. He makes practically the best Don LaFontaine (lest we forget) voice I’ve ever heard… Oh, and he’s also hilarious.
And now, I shall make some cool stuff.
-HolyJunkie.
You know who makes some pretty cool Flash Games? The guy who makes Thing-Thing. The first game was pretty buggy and boring, but that was a few years ago, I believe.
His latest installments are Thing-Thing 4 and Thing-Thing Arena 3. They play so well for flash games, and everything in it is just so well-detailed.
Anyway, I’ve been playing those games for an hour or two after my shower. I plan to get to writing this graphic novel, using the skills and stuff that Jakob taught me.
I also plan to finish the linework for this “painting” I plan to present on Bungie Day (July 7th)
I’ve got a whole spring break to work stuff that I want to work on.
-HolyJunkie.
I slept in. I could use the extra sleep.
My brother and I started making a movie showing us doing chored in an over-the-top way. Guest starring Rorschach himself.
Anyway, after getting some stuff done, the camera ran low on power. We’re taking a break now. While I’m at it, I’m working on the Valhalla Painting while listening to P*U*L*S*E.
Awesome concert.
I’m going to be off to Kung Fu pretty soon.
I’m playing Halo 3, discovering stuff, experimenting with Forge.
-HolyJunkie.
Morning: Woke up to Jimi Hendrix… Actually, I woke up to my alarm clock. I updated myself and got ready for school.
This time, Mom drove me there. She had to pick up some stuff at school.
I seem to be the only morning person in my family, or in my group. Honestly, everyone else is just “Bluuuhhh” while I’m “Doublya-Tee-EFF, man? THAT’S RECON ARMOR, BATMAN!”
Point is: I’m a bit of a morning person, and evening person. I’m NOT, however, much of a noon or afternoon person. Maybe that’s just a result of my horribly messed-up internal clock.
First Period: We finished watching 2001: A Space Oddessy. Holy crap, it is bloody slow at times. It does make one think. None of the stories in it really ended when I think about it.
Second Period: Continued writing an essay. I’m betting that we missed the so-called School Announcements Television-style.
I personally wanted to see what kind of reviews they made. If they did a Twilight review, I’d just yell at the TV for the entire section. If they reviewed Watchmen, however, I’d freakin’ cheer.
Lunch: Ate lunch.
Third Period: Watched Othello.
After School: Went home.
It’s now Spring Break. An entire week off of school. I wonder what to do throughout that week. Maybe write.
-HolyJunkie.
Morning: I played P*U*L*S*E while getting ready for school. In case you guys haven’t noticed, I’m a huge Pink Floyd fan. I honestly think that P*U*L*S*E is one of the best concerts ever performed, and I sometimes wished I was at Earls Court in London when they performed there. Although I’d be only three years old at the time and probably still autistic in an extreme sense…
Then again, I never remembered a thing that happened in my life before I reached the age of ten. It’s like that one day when I turned ten, I forgot everything and started anew.
I also grew up with Lego and nothing else at the time. That is all that I remember. It’s all stored up for when we move out to Bunker V. It shall be one awesome house.
First Period: We started watching 2001: A Space Oddessy. It’s a film I actually really… REALLY… wanted to watch. And yes, I did sit through the entire 3-minute blackness expecting some sort of “shocker image”. It was unnerving, but that unnerving was pretty satisfying.
Sure it may be incredibly slow. I know it is. I’m bloody watching it. However, it’s a film that people really need to watch. It’s a very inspirational film to many of the filmmakers today that make wicked stuff.
That, and HAL9000 is the most bad-ass artificial intelligence ever. He was the inspiration for Auto in Wall-E. How can he NOT be bad-ass?
Second Period: I have written this part of the entry on a computer. We’re getting pretty serious about essay-writing, and I’m rather enjoying this day in terms of writing. I hope it holds out for English class, if we’re going to be writing in it.
Lunch: I ate lunch, and practiced Kung Fu.
Third Period: We started watching a film adaptation of Othello. To be honest, when it’s actually seen on a screen, the mass amount of dialogue just seems utterly pointless, even at Elizabethan times.
Maybe it’s because William wanted to take up as much time as required to make it seem worth the audience’s money. Ah well. When I saw the guy playing Othello, I started thinking “Holy shit! Mace WINDU IN DA HOUSE!”, but then I realised that it was in fact, NOT Samuel L. Jackson.
After School: I went home. “J” came across the bus stop. I found it unnerving that he never really talked much. I just feel a little isolated, even more-so now that “J” doesn’t hang with me as much as we used to.
Seriously, it sucks.
Also, in case you haven’t noticed, I have discussed a bit about my life that has never been revealed before. Maybe I’m just trying to edge my way into the world and hope to whatever douche out there who had the balls to create everything (I call whoever it is that because he has to be a douche if he could create people who are douches. It takes one to know one, get it? Heh heh heh) that I become a big name somewhere. That shall be achieved more easily when I write this graphic novel.
Haven’t heard much from Jakob. Probably still busy doing whatever it is he’s doing.
-HolyJunkie.
I’ve always had the thought that I should get myself a new headset.
Morning: I started off the morning by waking up right on time. I ended up having to wait for Dad to get finished with the shower. He usually doesn’t wake up this early.
It was pretty typical otherwise.
First Period: I should really pick up the pace… Actually, I should get better sleep. Note to self: Don’t go to bed late.
Heh, yeah. Good luck with me pulling that off.
We finished watching “Smoke Signals”, and started discussing a new lesson on film: Theme. Despite the serious case of the Stereotype Bug, Smoke Signals had some pretty good themes in it.
Oh, I also continued writing this story I plan to transform into a graphic novel.
Seriously, why didn’t I think of writing it this way? I’m writing it as a full-fledged novel. I then edit it to look awesome, and THEN I transfer the story itself to drawings. Once I have the novel, I will have the visuals in my head, and drawing it all will be a lot easier and not so horrendously sporadic.
In a way, regular novels are awesome like that.
Truth be told, if Twilight was made into a graphic novel instead of a regular novel, then the only thing I’d respect would be the art style (if it’s good, and if there’s evidence of good, honest work done with it.)
Hurm… I wonder how the story itself would have turned out if it were so. Ah well, no point reviewing the past for trivial reasons. I doubt any artist worth their salt would want to attempt to add depth to a depthless batch of characters and no plot.
I also doubt Smeyer would have the patience to draw it all out.
To be honest, there really is no so-called “skill” in art. It’s all trained hand motions that press a pencil or drawing tool in certain ways that fit the mind’s eye. In reality, the key ingredient to making a great work of art is patience.
No one can build Rome in a day, not even Chuck Norris, contrary to popular belief. Yip Man probably could, as he was a scholar to add to his skill in martial arts.
Here’s a more relevant example: The Last Supper was not painted in a day. My Dad’s replication made entirely of carved glass and well-placed LEDs was not made in a day. Hell, the enormous amount of textures and graphics integrated into a game such as Halo 3 could not have been made in a day.
Those who lack the patience to work on a piece as much as possible within a day are not quite artists. The real so-called “skill” is more about how fast a piece is made.
That being said, speed is entirely optional, as proven by “patience”.
I think that’s the unfortunate tragedy of artists. Their patience goes unnoticed, and they end up starving to death.
The most popular examples of those who were noticed includes Pablo Picasso, other artists, but above all, Adolf Hitler himself.
I’ve said it before, I think, and I’ll say it again: He COULD have been a cool guy. He just made the stupid choice of causing the Holocaust and thus fucking up the world. A severe case of paranoia, much like Stalin had for the peak of his own rule in Soviet Russia.
Of course, I’m only assuming. However, here’s my point for mentioning Hitler:
Artists make the best- and worst- leaders. They visualise incredible ideals, which can be incredibly realistic. However, artists (and I still find myself among them, even though I already know of this) continually remind themselves that their ideals for how the country should be run will always… ALWAYS exist with an opposite force working against it.
Such a person like Hitler continuously did that (most likely, I never knew the guy) and ended up killing people who posed a threat to his ideals. I’m betting that’s what he felt when he killed his political competition.
After that, he started killing innocents, and then he turned into douche-pants McCrabby. O’ such a tragedy, I’m sure.
Still, he made some nice paintings, you gotta admit.
Eddie Izzard made a joke on Adolf being an artist and how it could somehow be connected to the bad things he did. Here’s a hilarious quote that I still laugh about:
“Gah, I can’t get this apple shine to look right. Can’t get the right shine- FUCK IT! I WILL KILL EVERYONE!”
Eddie Izzard is freakin’ hilarious and awesome. I don’t care what people say about his attire.
Second Period: Review, as well as V for Vendetta. If there’s anything I never really liked about my Social Classes, it’s that they always talk while I try to watch the movie. Ah well, I have the movie at home.
Lunch: I hummed Pink Floyd’s “Run Like Hell” while eating lunch. I noticed that the sandwich I had lacked oyster sauce. Pity, but it was made up for by ketchup. Also talked about stuff with “J” and another. I’m getting the feeling that they’re trying to avoid me. All of them.
Understandable, I ultimately have the social capacity of my firewall icon if it existed (it’s a brick wall, I said this because it didn’t sound so lame.)
Third Period: I once again wrote this post on a computer. It’s an English Class, and we’re in a lab doing some assignment that I’ve yet to perfect. I write in this blog to get myself inspiration, usually. Also as a form of practice- sharpening my typing fingers.
I always bring my flash drive with me, so I also updated the files that I had saved on there.
One of the files is a list of all the moves and exercises I learned in Kung Fu. So far, there’s just the Iron Shirt training list. I need to get the forms written in it.
Speaking of which, last night I finally got the order of one of the longer forms off-by-heart. I just need to get it all done nicely, and have my stances low.
After School: I went home, but took a different path to the bus stop. It was an interesting change of “Schedule”
I determined that I follow by a very general schedule. That’s called “daily life”, and is more a “natural” schedule than anything. Any “artificial” schedules, I tend to not be able to follow so well.
I’m wondering what to do now. Perhaps I shall play some Halo 3.
-HolyJunkie.
Yeah, I decided to start on The Wall, preferrably the songs that do not include slurs. Not that I mind the slurs, it’s just that there could be some readers who would take offense to titles.
… That doesn’t really make sense, actually. Jakob writes in a lot of F-bombs in what he writes in this blog OR anything else he writes. He has absolutely no regard for feelings in that sense. Likeable guy, eh?
Morning: I woke up much better, despite not falling asleep until midnight. I should’ve gone to bed earlier, and maybe get pissed off whenever Mom, Dad, or my brother leave the lights on, which is almost all the time.
I don’t sleep so easily in the light.
Once I got to the Green Room, we mainly discussed hilarity that happened last week, and then changed the subject to… Crap, I don’t remember exactly.
Also occurred to me that I forgot my music. Damn.
First Period: I got this comic strip assignment back. I’m thinking of re-drawing it into Photoshop and then putting it onto my DA. Would be amusing to see reactions.
We then started watching a movie called “Smoke Signals”. Here’s a bit of a review for it:
“If anything, this movie would be what set the stereotype for the Native Americans. It’s as if the characterizing was C-sectioned out of the womb of Queen Stereotype.”
That being said, it has a guy who played as… Was it Fred? Anyway, Silas’ best friend in Bruce McDonald’s “Dance Me Outside”. He plays as one of the main characters.
It’s actually rather hilarious, and it takes on the theme of “truth” and characters like Alan Moore’s “Comedian” from Watchmen. By “The Comedian”-like characters, I mean characters with little to no morale respect for others, but deep-down can sympathise with everyone, and end up becoming literally isolated from the rest of his community as a result. All ending in the death.
Also, as a sort of fitting nature, the Comedian-like man ALSO died, and was what sparked the “present-day” story that was shown.
Makes me wonder if it was inspired by Watchmen. If so, I’d have a higher respect for the film beneath the stereotype.
Second Period: Review on what we discussed, and did a “new” lesson on stuff that I learned and remember from last year. We then continued watching V for Vendetta.
Although I like the lecture style of teaching, I’d rather have more dedicated times to watching or reading “required” stuff.
I seem to be the polar opposite to someone with A.D.D. Yet I tend to act A.D.D. with other stuff. If it’s a book that appeals to my interest, I will literally dedicate straight hours to it. Other things barely last a few minutes.
That being said, I really should get to work on that Valhalla “Painting”.
Lunch: I ate lunch, and continued thinking for this story I’m writing.
This story, by the way, is a word novel adaptation of my graphic novel idea. Once I finish it, I’ll convert it all to the graphic novel format. I will have the visuals, I just need to draw them and then add the right sets of words. I’m finally getting it off the ground, and I sure as hell hope that it knocks SMeyer right off her undeserved chair.
In a way, she’s one hell of an entrepreneur. However, I’m betting that it was luck that made her what she is today. If she did it all on purpose, then she did research on what to put into the subject matter of her “books”.
Twelve-year-old girls raging about “gothic” and “emo-like” stuff, obsessed with vampires. They comprise a huge consumer population. I should have known! All she needed to do was get that dream of hers and then rape her thesaurus to make it seem more complicated and therefore improve “quality”, and thus boosting its “demandable nature”.
All in all, some could just say that she’s a “capitalist genius”, which is a bit of an oxymoron there. It’s more based on luck than anything.
Capitalism can be a good thing, but then we have it tear itself to pieces due to human greed going too far.
Communism is a literal opposite from Capitalism. It wouldn’t have been made if people found Capitalism to be perfect, or the best economic system.
Once again, proof that Human Reaction is unnatural.
Third Period: I’m writing this post here. That’s probably why I remember many things about the day so well.
After School: Went home, I got to consuming stuff before going to Kung fu. I’m wondering what to do.
Updated myself on stuff as well. I’m going to be writing stuff, most likely.
-HolyJunkie.
I rather like the stuff, actually.
Morning: I woke up half an hour late. I rushed to get done. I feel awake, actually.
First Period: Reviewed on stuff, wrote rough draft of story.
Second Period: Reviewed on stuff, got essay assignment, wrote rough draft of story.
Lunch: Hanged at the lunch room, discussed programming AI in games, and how ultimately frustrating it could get.
Third Period: Wrote some more, reviewed.
After School: The bus came earlier than I expected. Maybe it’s the weather improving.
I’m a huge fan of winter, but I honestly need the snow to melt so we can continue work on “Bunker V”
For those who are wondering, “Bunker V” ultimately originated from a fanfiction I wrote based on the little Sonic The Hedgehog critters called “Chao”. I still daydream about scenes in the story, actually.
I played some Gmod with “J”, but that turned boring rather quickly. I then started playing Halo 3 and Halo Wars. I got some saved film for this contest I plan on entering.
…
One thing I don’t like about having to wait until I get home is the fact that I tend to forget the things I wanted to discuss by the end of the day, when I have a chance to write in this.
I need to get myself a laptop.
-HolyJunkie.
I woke up late. Wanted to sleep in. I felt on top of the world.
Unfortunately, I ended up staying up late just to get this post up.
Today was a pretty constructive day… apart from the fact that I forgot (again) to vacuum-clean the house.
To make up for it, I did grocery shopping, and shoveled the walk. After that, I played Diablo 2 with my brother. We literally time-attacked Acts 2 to 4.
Hilarious. Anyway, short post because I’m going to hit the sack.
I would like to apologize for offenses caused within the past week. For someone who means a lot for me (who’s a reader) and just about anyone who is somehow offended at my blog… Unless you’re one of those people who support those groups that I constantly day that I dislike.
Welcome to the internet.
-HolyJunkie.
