Photoshop wins, right?
We went down to Calgary for the day, went to a seminar for Photoshop users. Got a disc, some books, and other stuff.
Tried out some effects. They’re simple, and work like a charm.
Although I felt like crap. That’s probably explainable by the fact that I tried to force myself awake to absorb all of the information there. I need to sleep.
So I’ll get to it.
-HolyJunkie.
If there’s something I don’t like, it’s being called to something for reasons that interest me, and they end up discussing everything EXCEPT the reason why everyone was there in the first place.
Meetings, invitations to game parties. I’ve gone to both, and both end up discussing shitty internet memes and don’t ever do anything for a good twenty minutes.
Wasting my time. I was better off drawing or writing, or lifting dumbells, carrying wrenches, going all Gung-Ho or other manly things.
And sometimes, even if said game parties or meetings get kicked off, the questions in particular are trivial and are solved within seconds, or the games are something utterly lame, unbalanced and hardly exciting.
I end up going away from the controller until I get on the more powerful side, and then I kill everyone to get through it faster.
It really sucks, getting my time wasted without my liking.
Morning. Dragon Team… Didn’t go. Didn’t want to screw up and end up damaging the dragon. No confidence. None yet.
I’m confident in things I have skill for. The dragon, I’m completely foreign to.
Should be obvious. I train Wing Chun, not some performance thing. While the forms I learn are a good workout for training, they’re mainly for show-off. Not fighting.
Stickyhands. They’re useful. They train you to “feel.” While you won’t ever use stickyhands in real fighting, you’ll be able to feel movements and punches as you block, so that it clicks in your mind that certain moves are possible, and you choose which one.
Train well enough, go into combat. Guy punches. Guy blinks. Suddenly guy’s got broken arm and a severed leg.
It’s effective.
There was a giant fly in the house. I swatted once while it was on a curtain. No more fly. Skill or what?
Seriously, it could be considered difficult to swat a fly on a curtain. I killed one there.
Win-sauce.
Also went to Bunker V to help work.
Tomorrow, I dine in Photoshop.
-HolyJunkie.
Nothing like Nazi Zombies to God Is An Astronaut. This is after Kung Fu.
Class itself was enjoyable. Good excercise. Loved it.
Was hoping that “C” would’ve made it to the party. I brought my sketchbook with some drawings she might have interest in.
Ah well. I’ve got undead hordes to slaughter.
-HolyJunkie.
Last exam of… Grade school in general. I’ll be done after this exam, and as celebration, I’ll be hitting a gamer-oriented party… Hopefully, anyway.
Bought myself a cool hat, as well as one for Dad.
I went with Mom to an assembly for Grade 6 Farewell from my Elementary. It will also mark the leaving of the principal there. He’s moving to a different school before retiring.
He was my principal as well. I got to see him again, along with other teachers I had in the past.
When you get to 6′4” and graduate from High School, you start to realize just how small the school hallways are. The irony is that I wish the hallways in my high school were wider.
Actually, an easier solution for me is to shove a fist into the faces of those who stand in the middle of the hallway for no good reason and block off just about every single person trying to get past.
Who’s with me on that?
I’m not, though. I’m trying to not be a senselessly violent douche bag.
Anyway, afterward, I went to party. Gamed all night long.
Learned that I seemed to be decent at screamo, vocal-wise.
I don’t believe it.
… Oh yeah, I’m a little late in posting. Huh…
Anyway, I’ve been doing a lot of vocals for Rock Band and Guitar Hero, so I’ll need to get a drink.
-HolyJunkie.
Today was Dad’s birthday. It was also the day of one of my Part B exams.
One down, one to go. I should study in peace and quiet. Not sure if I should go to kung fu or get my knowledge sharpened one final time before the torment that is the exam.
I also checked out a video about a kid who freaks out because his mom cancelled his WoW account. I have freaked out about games before, but nothing like this kid. Seriously, he made me when I once freaked out look like the most sweet innocent child you’ve ever seen.
Heh, innocence. We’re all guilty of something, somehow. Everything can have guilt put into it.
I’m also playing Nazi Zombies with my brother.
Powerless, that’s really how I feel. The only way one can have power is not by the two hands that you have, or the pair of legs you’ve got. It’s about the size of your bloody wallet.
I’m not the contents of my wallet. I am myself, and I exist. My existence will be denied unless I do something I do not want to do, nor need to do. Even if I do it, it matters little, if not never.
What I need is something to eat. I’ve eaten little yesterday and it’s starting to wear me down.
Afterward, I’ve got drawings to create.
By the way, I tried beer for the first time. To be honest, I suddenly found out what makes people talk as if their tongues were dead, and stumbling. It was not the alcohol drunkenness. It was that the taste and smell was so bad that I couldn’t help but stumble in nausea, and speak as if I had no tongue, because I was trying to spit the taste out. I couldn’t be more sober.
Did I mention that it was a fresh, cold beer?
However, that was only one brand of beer. Might want to try others to see if there’s a difference.
-HolyJunkie.
Today was a bit hellish. Do not wish to discuss it.
However, said extreme shit hitting the fan was easily contrasted with a nice, long opportunity for silence and meditation. I enjoyed it.
… Okay, I’ve got no memory of the details of today, so I’ll just eat some soda crackers while doing stuff to end it off.
-HolyJunkie.
I want to draw. Kept failing at it.
I think it has to do with the fact that I rather enjoy doing it when there’s no one in existence in my world except myself.
Can’t exactly do that when my brother’s also in the same room.
…
Today’s a decent day. Fell asleep to the sound of heavy rain. Peaceful and quiet.
Quiet day. Played Nazi Zombies. Gott o Wave 22 on Shi No Numa, as well as obtain 5 achievements that one game.
It was cool.
I’m also checking out the latest Starcraft 2 battle report. Zerg Vs. Protoss.
Blizzard were quite genius in their release of WoW. Due to the enormous flow of money to them through all the subscriptions, they have even larger budgets to make better and better games.
As a result, Diablo 3, Starcraft 2. Man, those two games will be freakin’ awesome.
I played Starcraft 1 mainly for those RP maps. Those maps were amazing. I’d like to see what kind of RP maps the mapmakers will build.
-HolyJunkie.
Father’s Day. It’s basically the same thing that happened on Mother’s Day:
We hand out a card and breakfast, and then parents go to the lake. Brother goes elsewhere if not at the lake, and I’m left here to look after the house.
In this case, My brother went to practice the Dragon Dance with the others. I can’t right now. First off, I honestly lack the confidence to work in something as intense as the Dragon Dance.
Secondly, my triceps (Or were they deltoids? Which ones are closer to the elbow?) are sore as hell. I tried holding up a broomstick, obviously lighter than a piece of the dragon, and those muscles started to ache more so than before.
Thirdly, I’ll be honest, I’m not exactly capable of working in groups. I blame my Asperger’s Syndrome.
Anyway, I stayed home. My 360 is at my friend’s house. I left it there yesterday when I went to a party. I wanted to go home, though. I missed a chance to watch The Hangover (Which I’ve heard good things about. I personally am not exactly a fan of just-plain-stupid shite.)
There’s a fine line between “Original” and “Just Plain Stupid.” The sad thing is that some people cross the line while claiming they didn’t.
Oh hay, that sounds like Disney and their recent cookie-cutter-style films!
Oh hay, that doesn’t sound anything like Pixar and their always-awesome movies!
Pixar is at a huge advantage, actually. Disney’s one of the richer people. Greater funding for Pixar to be able to get the best people possible. They don’t take the money and blow it all on shit. They are wise spenders. I can easily see that in their stories.
…
I’ve yet to see Up, but seeing a house lift off the ground by a billion helium balloons is sort of pushing the envelope in a bad way. However, the reason I don’t find that fact “just plain stupid” is because… Well, hell, who WOULDN’T want to have their house get ripped off the ground by fifty billion helium balloons and fly to wherever the wind takes you?
… I suddenly really want to see Up. Note to self: Get the DVD ASAP.
Today was pretty simple. Prepared for kung fu, went to kung fu, went home, went to J’s house after such a long time, played games and stuff with him, and then we left to Boston Pizza for another friend’s birthday party.
I was also going to buy a hat, but the hat shop closed. Eff it.
Went home. Left stuff at J’s… Eff it.
Right. I’ve got drawing to do.
-HolyJunkie.
