Yeah, uhm, let’s just say I still hate Michael Cera.
But now that I know more about Charlyne Yi/googled her, I like her more. She’s flip and reminds me of me (got that baby face!), and her humor is like my friends’. :) Her music is so freaking hipster, but I’m into that stuff half the time, so that’s okay.
In the march toward realism, we’ve lost immersion. We don’t want games to be plausible and lifelike; we want them to be unreal and fantastic. Abstraction gives us a reason to spend time there; to pursue the intangible path of creation and personalization, of imagination and ownership. Otherwise, we’re just watching the clock until we’ve exhausted our six to ten hours on someone else’s playground. Here’s hoping for more games that make us feel sad to complete them at the end of our long investment, and not guilty that we didn’t.
For last week and the next I get to do NOTHING in my Physics class! All the juniors and underclassmen have to go off and study for a big test coming up, which the seniors don’t have to take. 2 weeks of sitting around and no work? F YEAH!
The other day when I first learned we would be doing this, I was all “What a wonderful time to be playing Pokemon Blue.” As I’ve said before, I’ve been going through Blue as of late. I play it during Art/lunch but also Physics because we learn nothing in there. So me playing Pokemon during science class is nothing new (I’ve even told a story from it at the bottom of that one post), but at least now I don’t have to try to sympathize with my under-certified teacher and pretend I’m listening to him… sorry dude.
and no you may not wear that floral dress! yes it is very cute, but not for prom! go out there and find a dress that isn't tacky! go to the gallreia, they have stores dedicated to prom and im sure you can find one that isnt shiny and silky with shimmer crap on them! go go go go go.
B-but I luv flowersssss ;A; That’s like asking me to stop breathing. I BREATHE FLOWERS, YOU KNOW. holy crap I forgot Urban Outfitters and its overpriced poop existed.
SEYEDA MY BUDDY I LOVE YOU WHAT ARE YOU WEARING TO OUR WONDEROUS DAAATTEEEE
edit: OH EM GEE I LOVE THAT LAST ONE YOU SENT ME I WISH IT WASN’ A MAXI DRESS AHHHH FLOWERS <3
What do people even wear to prom?? I have to find a dress soon and I… I don’t know where to start. I googled prom dress and dear god! It’s like I’m watching an episode of Toddlers and Tiaras! So much sheer and sparkles and… I like pretty princess dresses as much as the next girl, but ahhhhhhhhhh
I originally was going to wear this floral knee-length dress that I absolutely love and have been saving. But then someone told me that you’re supposed to wear long dresses that are more fancy. I was like, “Oh, really? I didn’t know that” but seriously, thesekind of dresses? WHAT ON EARTH AM I LOOKING AT??
That kind of style is exactly the kind that I run away from. I like wearing stuff with FLOWERS and lace and neutral colors… basically HIPSTER SHIZ. Is it okay if I wear something like this? Ahh, I just want to wear my flower dress and maroon tights and cardigan and oxfords and be done. :(
I don’t really want to go… It really is just a waste of money and time. I’d rather gather up a bunch of friends and play video games all night and gorge myself with unicorn pepperoni pizza all the while beating someone’s butt in Super Smash. But then I remember I DON’T HAVE FRIENDS [like that]. I am very thankful for my underclassmen though, oh you cuties I love you thank you for offering your services.
Summer is supposed to hold a lot of promise for marathons and long nights playing Minecraft and restoration of my faith in humanity. I wish it would come here sooner so I can decide if I can keep believin’
Okay, this is seriously lacking a picture. Let me remedy that.
Okay tumblr, fine. You hate me, so you make all the sprites realign so they look crappy and only work in the permalink. Half the horny teenagers on your site don’t even know what a permalink is. Well Tumblr, I hate you too.
I spent all period fighting all the trainers in the dojo, then got myself a Hitmonlee. (I just don’t like Hitmonchan’s girly purple skirt! BTW, TIL that those two Fighting pokemon are named after Bruce Lee and Jackie Chan. /LAATTEE) Then I went off to Cerulean to catch myself an Abra, which took a few tries, but I finally got myself a level 12 Abra. Not sure if I want it on my team… I had one during Emerald that I loved, but I want something different this time. Maybe I’ll chuck it in the Daycare lolol.
I didn’t know what to do next, so I went through the underground tunnel to Vermilion City and went to the Snorlax on the pier. I tried so hard to stun it, make it confused, and put its health all the way down, BUT I COULDN’T FREAKING CATCH IT! None of my Great Balls would work! I didn’t have my Clefairy (which knows Sing) or Hypno (which knows Hypnosis) because I replaced them with a Bellsprout and a Vulpix that I was trying to level up. The rest of my team were all knocked out by Snorlax’s Headbutt because it was level 30 and only my Wartortle was a higher level than it. I used up all my Super Potions and Revives but it kept using Rest! urrgghhh I was going to just fight it until it used all its PP for Rest, but then my teacher told me that wild Pokemon don’t have PP. GOSH DANGIT!
At this point I would have just turned off the game, but… I DIDN’T SAVE. So I would have had to fight the dojo again and catch another freaking Abra. I gave up, knowing that I could just catch the other Snorlax at Cycling Road, and resolved the kill the freaking fatso… BUT HE KEPT USING RESTTTT ARGGHHHH The bell rang and I saw Vincent in the hallway, who told me that I could RUN AWAY. So I did.
@ screw the rules, you have money
we talked about this and how I don't have a steady job since I'm fifteen and that I shouldn't be using my parents' money, etc, you nagging me, etc
lol, Nikki. but I was looking it more like “We don’t think we can do anything, but we really can.” So do it!
I wish I could bring up a quote that was something along the lines of “Is there anything that’s stopping you from doing so and so?” And the chick states a few reasons but is all countered back with COMMON SENSE.
"It’s been a long time since we’ve seen each other, huh?" Ash said suddenly. "When was the last time we talked like this?"
"Well…um…a year, right?" Misty said. "But we’ve talked between since then-"
"But it’s been a year, a whole year since we’ve seen each other face to face." Ash said. "And before that? Before the whole Team Galactic debacle when did we talk last?"
"Oh hell, I don’t know!" Misty cried in frustration. "Do you want the logbook of every time we talked since we met? So what if we haven’t seen each other in a while? It’s not like we grew apart."
"Not yet." Ash said. "Not yet…but ever since we stopped traveling together, we’ve gone longer and longer between visits. I mean I always swing by when I’m in the neighborhood but that’s only every so often. I can never find May anymore; she’s hopping around more than I am. Dawn’s pretty easy to find but usually she’s halfway across the world at her new place. Gary’s taking over his grandpa’s research, Tracey’s working with Prof. Ivy, Brock’s got his gym to look after….last year was the last time I saw any of you guys and it took the end of the world to get us in the same place!" Ash stood up irritably.
"Alright, remember when we talked about chilling out?" Misty said
"I don’t want to chill out right now!" Ash said, tangling his fingers in his hair. "This… this… this sucks! I hate that I never see you guys anymore! I hate traveling all by myself! I’m… I’m…" He turned this way and that, like he was unsure of which way to pace. He grabbed handfuls of his hair in agitation, twisting it around his fingers. "God… I’m scared."