Trip Down Nostalgia Lane

So I was looking through my old memory box and I found my pokemon card collection, among other things, which brought back fond memories of my kindergarten-grade two days.  I remember opening each pack of cards and how excited I would feel when I got new ones.

It was so long ago, it's almost hard to believe that used to be me.  It's kind of sad that I'll never be able to live in those times again, but it's nice to have those memories.  I'm going to show my pokemon cards off now, because they're amazing.

Looking through my memory box made me happy.

Why?

If you're thinking: Oh, it's one of those depressing journals, you're right, it is.

I feel... sluggish.  I can't even type quickly.  I'm halfway between crying and throwing up, and I don't know if I'm sad, angry or indifferent at the moment.

I don't know what to do right now other than sleep, I see no point in even continuing the day.

I'd bother all those who read my journal (which amounts to three if anyone checks...) with the story behind it, but we'll leave it at life in general happened.  Welcome to Eryn's HELL, where some days become increasingly worse, and the rest of the days are the same.  Nothing will ever get better, life isn't going to be how it used to be.

By George, I keep thinking that the rest of my life is going to be exciting, but ha.  It's not going to be exciting if I can't ever end the day without being depressed and shit.

I can't even have one happy day.  Not one good thing in my life can pass by without something happening to ruin it all.

I mean, frick, I'm just trying to get by...

Fourteen Posts on the Fourteenth.

This will make it the fifteenth, and it's not technically the fourteenth yet... so I guess it doesn't count.

But if I hadn't bothered to post, it would have been fourteen posts on the fourteenth.  Then again, after this post there will be fifteen posts and Monday is the fifteenth so... fifteen posts on the fifteenth.  It has a nicer ring to it, I think.

Today's word to remember how to spell is Labyrinth. 

Labyrinth

Labyrinth

Labyrinth

Got it.  Miscellaneous.  Still got that one too.

Anyway, today I assisted in teaching very young children swimming lessons.  It was extremely boring.  All we did was front floats and back floats and bubble blowing.  I don't think I'll enjoy teaching those kinds of lessons when I finally get a job.

That's about it for now, I'm actually working on my story, and I don't want to stay up past midnight.  I have to get as much out of this creative burst as I can.

Oh, it's thanks to a movie I recently watched.  I'd review it in depth now, but I haven't got the time.  It was good, though.  Not fantastic, not excellent, but it did make me laugh, and it gave me a little bit of inspiration to write, which hasn't happened in a while.

EDIT: It might be a good idea to add the movie title.  It was called "Valentine's Day" and it had an amazingly large cast of well-known celebrity faces. 

The End and Exchanges

You know, it doesn't matter how happy of an ending it is, it's still sad.  I invariably end up watching the end of the series right before bed, too. 

I just finished Avatar (not the movie), and there were a few things that irked me.

First of all: Why would they have a whole episode about blood bending if it was never going to be mentioned again? Sure, Katara was scarred for life because she accidentally used it on the old lady, but if there's going to be a whole episode about it, there might as well be some sort of relevance later on.  I mean, really.

Second of all: In the last episode, Zuko goes to visit his father in prison and asks him "where is my mother?"  The episode doesn't even wait for his father to reply, it's just an incident in which the anime leaves that for YOU to decide.

Even though there's still plenty more episode left to at least touch on that subject.

Third of all: I could see how that was going to end from a mile away.  The other parts in the anime did well in terms of originality and story-line (ok, so some of it was pretty cliche, but I didn't mind) but the end was so overdone and redundant that it was like "We could have saved ourselves the cost of an extra episode if we had cut the fluff everybody already KNOWS is going to happen."

This is just me, though.

It makes me want to watch an anime with an impacting ending... like Code Geass. 

So today, at school, a man came in and talked about an exchange program to Japan.  To be honest, I was excited at first, but now I'm not so sure if I want to go.  I don't want to risk missing out on my graduation, and it's a scary thought.  I don't think I'd do well in a country where I can hardly communicate, not to mention my skills in Japanese are still sub-par. 

As I explained to the man who was talking to us about it, I know the structure and some basic conjugation, I just don't have the vocabulary.  It took me quite a few years to build up even a basic vocabulary in French, so I'm not expecting Japanese to be the same way.

I think it would be a good experience, though, I just don't think I'm ready for it now.  Plus, next year the anime club is only going to have three or four members if we don't recruit any grade tens, so they'll need me there to help plan our anime convention.  I think there are exchange programs in colleges and the like as well, so maybe I will just have to wait it out.

Speaking of anime club and school, today I found out that Google Earth finally has street views of my city.  We checked in my humanities class, and we found the highschool.  The picture was taken sometime in the summer: the grass was green, the sky was a clear and calm blue.  The school was empty.  All was well with the world.

Except in the picture, there happened to be a homeless man digging through the trash can in the yard. 

All I could think was: "Yes, this definitely encompasses this city and this school, now everyone who looks at it on Google Earth until they update the pictures will know exactly what we're all about."

It was just sort of ironic, maybe? I don't know how to explain it any other way.  But as sad as it was, it was also very comical, even the teachers were giggling.  Apparently that guy hangs around our trash cans often.

I'm really enjoying the new semester of school.  Drama is most excellent, and animation is good--definitely better than chemistry or physics.  I just need to get over being such a perfectionist, because I won't be able to do a character sketch if I keep erasing it because it's not good enough.  I was trying to draw something cute and sketchy, but it just turned out badly, so I drew a bird and coloured it green.  It's not finished, but so far it's not half bad.

Hopefully I can get that done soon.

In the meantime, I should probably get some sleep.

Oh, and just one thing.  My humanities mark went down a percent.  If you round it up, it's still a ninety--which is where I want to be--but if I keep slipping my overall average will keep slipping too.  My goal is to have a ninety percent by the end of the school year, I hope it works out.

Things Were Pretty Blah Today.

I did my monologue in drama, and I think I did well.  I'm still not the greatest in the group, but I did get a few cheers, so I'm  not going to complain.  I'll just have to work at it.

I didn't mention my monologue previously, did I?  Whoops, well, I did V's first scene from V for Vendetta.  You know the one--the one with all the V's.

You can look it up on Youtube.

There was something I saw while I was grocery shopping with a friend today that kind of bothered me.  Now, the words inside (or on the covers of) fan magasines aren't necessarily the most reputable and/or trustworthy source of information on the daily lives of celebrities, but a certain title popped out to me.

"Suri's 3.5 million dollar wardrobe."

What the crap? All I could think of is that... well, someone could do some really good things with 3.5 million dollars, but the fact that they've spent it all on a six or seven year old's clothes?

It just bothered me.  I can't really explain it--and call me greedy--but I thought of all the things I could do with how much Suri's wardrobe cost.  The places I could go, the people I could meet...

And then I thought about how many starving people could be fed for a week with that kind of money!

It just seems stupid that so much money should be spend on clothing FOR A GROWING CHILD.  She's going to grow out of this stuff in a YEAR.

I'm so frustrated with the way the world turns.

Other than that, nothing really happened today.  Life is blah.

I Know What You're Thinking.

But I don't, I did it to sound creepy. 

Well, I feel bad for my last post, I love my mom, I really do.  Sometimes we just don't see eye to eye, and that's mostly because of my misunderstandings.

I know what I want to be in life.  Or, rather, I know what I don't want to be. 

I don't want to be what life has handed me.  Life has handed me technology, mindless entertainment, and thoughtless existences.  I don't want to be like that.  I don't want to be lazy, or inactive (so I'm going to start working out more often), I don't want to be amused simply by movies and nonsense, and I definitely don't want to be a mindless zombie.

Another thing I don't want to be, and I don't want the entire human race to be is: Lazy with English spellings.

I REFUSE TO ALLOW CHAT SPEAK TO TAKE OVER THE WORLD!

In other news, I'm reading a book for English called Night, by Elie Wiesel.  It's a pretty good book.  But I have to go... *sigh* oh well.

I Don't Know What to Call This.

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