That kicked ass. \o/ It was so much better to see it in English than in Italian. And I cried like a fool again, when Gandalf "died", when Boromir died, and when Sam ran after Frodo. Meh.
February 28, 2002
That kicked ass. \o/ It
Add "leaving to watch the
Add "leaving to watch the Lord of the Rings movie in English in a few minutes" to that list of Good Things. \o/ w00t.
Hrhm... Music. Singing. Chocolate. Sweets.
Music. Singing. Chocolate. Sweets. Pizza. Cats. Spring. Wind. Water. Fire. Friends. Warmth. Summer. Sun. Snow. Reading. Relaxing. Writing. Dreaming. Laughter. Happiness. Fairytales. Hugs. Making people happy. Flowers. Birds singing. Knowing I'm not alone. Good movies. Popcorn. Crosswords. Sleeping until late. Staying up late talking with friends. Smiles. Jokes. Unexpected gifts. Trust. Games.
... :) Yes. Good Things.
o.O The lesser Harry Potter
o.O The lesser Harry Potter character test said...
You are Firenze! Prohibitively deep. Different. Proud of it, too.(link off Ruby)
You're so different from most humans that you're an entirely different species. Still, your beliefs are unusual even for beings of your sort - although concerned with the future and the stars, you're willing to defy standard practices for the common good.
(Your moment of glory came in Sorcerer's Stone, when you saved Harry Potter from Voldemort, then told him everything he needed to know to save the Stone.)
Hey look, I can link
Hey look, I can link to comments in Blogback now! \o/ Which means I can respond to comments on my blog without causing confusion instead than replying with another comment! \o/ Yay! \o/
*cough* Ahem. Excuse me. I'm hyper this morning.
I was saying...
Felicity, re: the blogger comment: assuming you meant Greymatter, I tried that already. Installed it and all, it worked perfectly for oh, a couple months (June 2001-August 2001), then it crapped out on me. It would just... refuse to work. Nothing had happened to my server (I emailed tech support to make sure), I'd changed nothing in my settings, it just decided to die. I had backups, tried to restore the thing to its previous working state with said backups, didn't work. Bleh.
Anyway, I'm not going to touch Greymatter again. It was good, but it crapped out on me badly (it was hard to salvage my entries), and once is enough.
Maybe one day I'll try MoveableType. But hey, I'm lazy. Blogger does it for me, even if it's stupid sometimes.
February 27, 2002
._. Why's blogger being so
._. Why's blogger being so absurdly moronic tonight?
What the fuck? Blogger was
What the fuck? Blogger was giving a 500 - server too busy error a few minutes ago... o.O
Anyway. A couple online tests, because I'm fairly bored...
You are the White Bishop! Aloof, mysterious, intelligent and emotional, you love deeply and hate with even greater passion when roused. A dangerous rival and a loyal ally, you approach life sideways and with great caution (especially in love). You really must stop analysing things.Huh. Hey, look, that's me. Pretty accurate for an online test, except the bit about analysing things.
And this one told me I'm a dragon.
Yes, I'm still alive, and
Yes, I'm still alive, and mostly fine. Sorry if I worried anybody. It's just that I kinda panic when my shields are down and I'm vulnerable... meh. Maybe one day I'll learn to live without them.
I need to get my
I need to get my shields back up, and fast too. I can't fucking go on like this. It's dangerous for me, and dangerous for everybody else.
No, I do not give a fuck if you did not understand what that was about.
February 26, 2002
I was looking at webpages
I was looking at webpages about Sappho (the Greek poet), and... well, it struck me how imprecise the translations of the poems were, and things like that, since I've seen (and translated for myself) the poems in the original ancient Greek version...
Something tells me I'm overeducated. --;
*goes to get her ancient Greek literature books* Only now that I'm out of high school do I fully appreciate that stuff...
\o/ No classes tomorrow. Yay.
\o/ No classes tomorrow. Yay. \o/
February 25, 2002
And right now, my dad's
And right now, my dad's being hateful at me so I need to go. Crud.
TTLG forums down again for
TTLG forums down again for a database crash and subsequent bugstomping... meh. :| I hope they will be fixed soon.
Karaoke for everybody!
Oh yeah... \o/ yay! TTLG
Oh yeah... \o/ yay! TTLG is back up! \o/
This I have to link:
This I have to link: The Universal Decision Maker.
It told me that no, I should not do homework, so it 0wns. \o/
February 24, 2002
Blogger? My archives, if you'd
Blogger? My archives, if you'd be so kind.
I wish my brother'd stop
I wish my brother'd stop murdering music on the piano.
In other news... hrm. You
In other news... hrm. You know that my cat disappeared in January, yeah? (Right before my birthday, too...) And I've probably mentioned I'm getting a new kitten as soon as one of my singing teacher's cats has kittens. (She has a lot of cats, yeah.)
Well... I want two kittens, not one. This is probably irrational, but I don't care... it's something I'll never get, anyway. "We will get one now" my mom said "and then maybe another when you come back from England. Two would be too much trouble." And of course, "maybe" in MyMomSpeak means "no, never". I frankly can't see how two kittens would be too much trouble... eh. We have a large house, a large garden, we can keep the kittens in the house until they grow up so that stray cats don't threaten them... no reason we shouldn't get two kittens and not one.
I don't know where I'm going with this, to be honest. It's just that it seems that all my wishes are "too much trouble".
Yeow. My eyes. My poor
Yeow. My eyes. My poor eyes. Hint, people: just because you can use HTML in emails, it does not mean that using red text with a neon light blue highlight and a messy, difficult to read font is a good thing to do. *cringes* And guess what provider the person who'd sent the email used? Yup, AOL.
Now, I agree that stereotypes are bad, and I acknowledge that there are some intelligent AOL users, but that doesn't mean that AOL is not a shitty provider and that 99.9% of AOL users aren't brainless morons.
Hello, my name's eagle, and
Hello, my name's eagle, and my eyes hurt and I have pinprick pupils because I've spent almost all the afternoon in an overlit room with a light glaring directly on my screen. *glares at her father* How many times do I have to tell him to get a light for his desk that won't fill the entire room with light and glare on my screen? Grrr. *rubs her eyes and sighs* Meh. Now he's gone, and I can turn off the light. Ahh... blessed darkness.
Hrm. To join, or not
Hrm. To join, or not to join? That is the question... (hehe)
It's interesting, but I'm kinda wary of joining advertising stuff and cliques... meh.
You know... I honestly wish
You know... I honestly wish people would bother looking at a channel's topic when they join, and not ask questions answered in the channel topic. But that's too much effort, isn't it?
(Yes, I am feeling cranky today.)
And in the beginning... there
One more thing... since TTLG
One more thing... since TTLG is down, I'm wandering around random message boards. The cluelessness of some people... I don't know whether to laugh or cry.
A hint, people, you don't call yourself a "webpage designer" if you don't know the first thing about HTML (nor how to use a WYSYWYG editor) and graphic editing (whether in Paint Shop Pro or PhotoShop or whatever) and need to be walked step by step through a Geocities signup. I mean, really.
And if you get a domain, it should be because you really want it, have thought of a name, like that name, and are ready to make the "next step" in webpage designing ('cause let's face it, free hosts suck). You do not get a domain name if you don't have any clue which domain name to get, if you just want to be cool, or if you don't know the first thing about webdesigning (see above).
And yes, I swear I'll
And yes, I swear I'll go to sleep soon. Really.
Oh, by the way, in
Oh, by the way, in case there was any doubt that AOL is ass... you know about Trillian, the multi-purpose messaging client, yeah? Well, AOL is putting up block after block to keep Trillian off the AIM servers, because they don't want anything but AIM using those servers. Of course Trillian is putting out patch after patch after patch to get around those blocks... *sigh* Hello, AOL, it's called "not wanting to control the whole internet".
[whine] TTLG is down and
[whine] TTLG is down and will be until Monday and I miss the forums already and I have already finished updating my site and I have nothing to do waaaaaaaah this isn't FAIR!! [/whine]
Actually, I'll just go read a book or update my site some more or whatever. :p
*dances* It's done it's done
February 23, 2002
Uh, suggestion for the AOL
Uh, suggestion for the AOL (l)users out there: if you email me with a question, make sure you allow email from outside aol if you want to receive a reply, dumbass.
Um... *pokes blogger* Spit the
Um... *pokes blogger* Spit the archives back up, eh?
February 22, 2002
-_- My ADSL is being
-_- My ADSL is being moronic again. Let's hope it gets fixed soon. In the meantime, I'm back on dialup. Which means that, unless the ADSL is back to normal tomorrow, the update I was planning will most likely not happen.
Mkay. Scratch that previous post.
Mkay. Scratch that previous post. All you have to do to make the backwards slash show up is type it twice: \\o/ in comments will show up as \o/. And that's your lesson for today.
*bitchslaps BlogBack* For some reason,
*bitchslaps BlogBack* For some reason, \ (backwards slash) is no longer visible in BlogBack comments. --;; Say bye bye to the nice \o/ and /o\ smiley in comments. :|
The very secret diaries of
The very secret diaries of the Fellowship of the Ring. Yes, I know I've linked them before, but back then I'd linked the author's livejournal, while now they have their own site. Yay.
February 21, 2002
Hrm. A question... I've been
Hrm. A question... I've been told that, for some people, the image on the top doesn't blend in perfectly with the background. Mind commenting on this post and telling me if it blends or not for you? If it blends fine for most people (as it does for me, on all four computers I've tested it on), I won't change it. Yeah, I know I'm lazy... :p Thank you in advance.
Ahh, here we go. I
Ahh, here we go. I was going to wait until this weekend to put this layout up, because then I would (hopefully) have had an update for my main website ready... but I couldn't wait, I like this layout too much.
I threw this together in a couple of hours this afternoon, by the way. And I have the feeling it's going to stay up for a long time.
I pruned the link list in the sidebar a bit as well.
Tweaking the new layout. Pardon
Tweaking the new layout. Pardon the mess...
February 20, 2002
I Am A: Chaotic Good
I Am A: Chaotic Good Elf Thief RangerHeheh. Surprise, surprise.
Chaotic Good characters are independent types with a strong belief in the value of goodness. They have little use for governments and other forces of order, and will generally do their own things, without heed to such groups.
Elves are the eldest of all races, although they are generally a bit smaller than humans. They are generally well-cultured, artistic, easy-going, and because of their long lives, unconcerned with day-to-day activities that other races frequently conccern themselves with. Elves are, effectively, immortal, although they can be killed. After a thousand years or so, they simply pass on to the next plane of existance.
Thieves are the most roguish of the classes. They are sneaky and nimble-fingered, and have skills with traps and locks. While not all use these skills for burglary, that is a common occupation of this class.
Rangers are the defenders of nature and the elements. They are in tune with the Earth, and work to keep it safe and healthy.
Find out what D&D character are you!
I wanna go home... ;_;
I wanna go home... ;_; For starters, I'm skipping lunch because I have almost no money, what I have isn't enough to buy me lunch. (Yes, I went to the comic shop before lunch again. It's called "priorities". :p) Secondly, I got very little sleep in the past few days (even if I DID sleep well yesterday night, and tonight too, it's just that I slept too little. 5 hours per night on two consecutive days = zombie me. (Tomorrow I will be able to sleep in though. w00t. \o/) But I can't go home, English class this afternoon... ;_; I LIKE English class, but not when I'm tired and hungry.
Maybe I'll buy a Huge Bar Of Chocolate™ on my way to the train station after English class. I should have enough money for that.
In other news, I wish
In other news, I wish the computers in the computer room at uni had decent working keyboards. The DOWN key is almost unusable on this one. -_- And what happened to all the mice with scrollwheels we had last year?
Well, well. The test doesn't
Well, well. The test doesn't count as midterm \o/ We have to do an essay instead. /o\ It's due on the 10th of March (yeah, I know it's a Sunday. The teacher apparently doesn't. Meh.) I hate essays, I really do. I'll probably end up finishing it the night before it's due, like that last essay I did...
Anyway. The test had fifteen questions, all of them on politics. -_- I did well in most of them, couldn't remember for the life of me the answers to the last three ones (which were basically "list all parties in Italy and their head"... I'm terrible with names), I think I screwed up two other ones because I couldn't remember much. But I think I did perfectly two of the questions that nobody else remembered well. (One of which was on Bush's slip of the tongue in Japan. God bless the TTLG forums, if not for the discussion about that there, I wouldn't have known how to answer. \o/)
February 19, 2002
For those people who come
For those people who come here searching for it: no, fuckheads, Thief Gold is not abandonware yet. Go and buy it, damnit. Get it on Ebay or Yahoo!Auctions or whatever if you can't find it in shops.
Mmmh. So tomorrow I have
Mmmh. So tomorrow I have a test/exam in my Writing for Journalism class.
(Yes, it's still unclear whether it is a test or an exam. The teacher wants this to count towards our final grade, but technically she couldn't be able to do that. We should have a final exam and that's it. She says she has to ask the uni's main seat (in Rome) whether it's all right for her to do this or not. I honestly hope they say "hell no". It is not fair of that teacher to do this kind of shit. -_- Anyway.)
The test is, as I've already mentioned, on what's happened in the world since we started the class... in politics, that's it. Ick ick ick ick. I'm bad with names, I'm bad with dates, I'm bad with law, I'm bad with all of that kind of stuff. Plus some questions based on the textbook, plus we will have to write an article on a subject she will give us. All of this in three hours. And she still has to tell us how to write articles properly, by the way. What sort of a Writing for Journalism class is this, I wonder...
And yes, I am not ready at all for that test. How can I be ready for it? How can anybody be ready for something like that?
I still have to read this week's newspapers, too, and summarize them. And do a comparison on how the different newspapers are treating the case of the interests conflict (dunno if you non-Italians have heard about it... Berlusconi crap). And answer some questions.
Oh I am so screwed. ;_; *whimpers*
I dreamt of clouds last
I dreamt of clouds last night.
I dreamt I was sitting in a field, alone, thinking about everything and nothing, watching the clouds go by over my head. Then suddenly the clouds turned gray, then an ugly black, and thunder made me jump and it started raining, a horrible storm. The rain was so hard that I was quickly soaked through, but I had nowhere to go, so I did not move.
And then, though it was still raining, the rain stopped hitting me. I looked up, and saw a large rainbowy umbrella over me, and the friend who was holding the umbrella sat down next to me, smiled at me and hugged me, and even if I was cold and soaked in rain it didn't matter to him. And the storm and the black clouds didn't look so ugly and horrible anymore now that I was warm and safe.
The storm quickly cleared, with one last distant roll of thunder. The umbrella disappeared, and we sat there together, side by side, watching the clouds go by.
February 17, 2002
This is late, but eh.
This is late, but eh. Cutesy little valentine card... or not. Hehe. Careful, it's quite gory.
Random entertaining link of the
Random entertaining link of the day: the mover.
February 16, 2002
Elastic clock. Quite cool, if
February 15, 2002
Oh, and, tomorrow I go
Oh, and, tomorrow I go teaching again. Well, it's not really teaching as much as helping my mom with an unruly class of 14-15 year olds. I kinda play the role of "technical support"... they're doing some work on the computer right now, and my mom likes having somebody else with her who knows about computers and can help if somebody gets stuck. Plus, I get paid. \o/
Last time I did that (last Saturday), though, I came out of the classroom (after spending an hour in it) with a headache... meh. But I get paid, so it's worth it. \o/
(Yeah, money money money... I have to buy manga you know, I need money. ;)
*yawns and stretches* Normal day
*yawns and stretches* Normal day today. Slept until 11am this morning, like I did yesterday... went online to check email, forums, IRC, yadda yadda yadda, had lunch, then went to my weekly singing lesson.
I don't think I've mentioned how much I love my singing teacher yet. She's some 20 years older than me, and I've known her for... two or three years, I think. I don't remember exactly. More than two years, at any rate.
First of all, she's a great teacher. Best singing teacher I've had (and I've had several). When I started studying with her I was so blocked up I found singing very difficult, I could only cover one octave and a half or so with my voice... a couple of months after I started studying with her, I was no longer blocked up and already at two octaves, and right now I'm nearly at three. Which is good. I like seeing how high can I go with my voice. \o/
Secondly, she's a great friend as well. Yeah, she's older than me, and she's still my teacher, but she's a friend more than a teacher. We talk a lot, we laugh together (she has my same sense of humour), we discuss many things (she has my same opinions and my same views on life)...
I had not sung in two weeks (due to having the flu and then a bad cold), and I realized as soon as I started singing again how much I missed it. Not only the "let's see how high I get this time" part of singing (which is quite important for me), but also my teacher herself. I missed being with one of the few people I know in RL who can make me laugh until it hurts. \o/ I couldn't get very high with my voice this time (I was still kinda blocked up because of the flu/cold), but it didn't matter.
Good day today.
(Happy now, GBM? ;)
February 14, 2002
See, I'm currently single (and
See, I'm currently single (and happy this way), so I don't really have any reason to celebrate Valentine's Day. Except... my mom gave me a good suggestion (for once). "Since you don't have a boyfriend, use this day for your friends", she said.
I'm not going to name names, because I know that, if I do, I will forget to name somebody who deserves to be named. I'm stupid like that. I'm also terrible with words when it comes to expressing my own feelings, so this will probably sound stupid as hell.
But I just wanted to say... well, to all my friends, thank you. Thank you for all the times you dropped what you were doing to listen to me cry and to try and cheer me up, thank you for all the times you made me smile or laugh when I needed to, thank you for all the encouragement you gave me... thank you for everything. I wouldn't be where I am now without you. Thank you.
Hey, Cont, got one of
Hey, Cont, got one of the books. Thanks. :)
Yes, I'm aware it's Valentine's
Yes, I'm aware it's Valentine's Day. No, I don't really care. It's just another day of the year for me. ^_^ To those who celebrate it, though... enjoy.
February 13, 2002
And for the insult fans
And for the insult fans among us, the insult generator. (Don't whine at me if you get offended. Personally, I think insults like "paddington bears arse hair kissing" are funny as hell.)
Which is better? Ask the
Meh. Sleepy, tired, tired, sleepy.
Meh. Sleepy, tired, tired, sleepy. I should not get 4 hours of sleep per night on two consecutive nights. It's bad for my concentration.
Thankfully, I have no classes tomorrow (nor for a while, my next class is on Monday), so I can sleep in. w00t.
Now excuse me. I'm going upstairs to get some candy. Mmm, sugar. Does wonders to keep me awake.
Oh, I almost forgot to
Oh, I almost forgot to mention. The fact that my female teachers routinely ask one of my classmates to buy stuff for them (this particular classmate is American, and lives in in the Aviano air base, so she can get stuff from the shop there that is not normally available in Italy) amuses me to no end.
And on the same line...I
And on the same line...
I took the Inner Dragon online quiz and found out I am a Yellow Dragon on the inside. My Inner Dragon is the most interesting of all. Yellows are the fourth rarest dragon of all (after Gold, Platinum and Chromatic dragons). They spend the vast majority of their time soaring high above the ground, often for no particular reason. They love to be in the air, and are thus typified as the Air Elemental dragon. All of the Elemental dragons are technically aligned "Chaotic Evil" but a Yellow is about as close as they come to being Neutral. So if you catch me being sweet, it's perfectly normal. But it might be a feint.Do I 0wn? Yes I do! \o/
I like to spend time in silent, aerial meditation and would only really attack someone if provoked. My favorable attributes are the sunrise, Spring, incense, clouds, and any kind of helpful air current. When it's needed, my breath weapon is pure bolts of Lightning. How's that for a neat piece of carry-on luggage? See you amongst the clouds!
Hehe. Actually, that dragon fits me quite well.
Took the What color dragon
Eeeh. I just (a week
Eeeh. I just (a week or so ago, when it came out) downloaded mIRC 6.0, and 6.01 is already out? Hrm... *checks version data* bugfixes... haven't found any bugs yet. Can't be bothered to install it now. Perhaps later. Or perhaps tomorrow. <-- lazy
In other news, I fucking
In other news, I fucking HATE popups that spawn popups that spawn popups that spawn MORE popups. Angelfire, rot in hell.
A couple of new links
A couple of new links on the side column.
I'll have a new layout soon. Really.
(Learned not to trust me when I say that yet?)
So. Have I mentioned I
Have I mentioned I hate my Writing for Journalism class yet? No? Yes? I can't remember. Well, I hate it. I hate it a lot. It's the teacher's fault, actually. We don't do anything in that class worth going to the class for. All she does is check homework and read aloud from the textbook. And the homework she gives us is idiotic too. Articles to write (when she has never taught us how to write articles in the first place), summaries of newspapers to write (because she wants to make sure we read newspapers daily) and questions to answer (where just about the only way to answer is to directly copy from the textbook). Gaaah. And she ends class half an hour early because she's "bored". I mean, wtf? And next week we'll have a test, on - guess what? - what's happened in the world since we started the course. Not all of it, mind you. Only politics stuff. Which I coincidentally hate, don't understand, and try to avoid. Especially with some of the stupid politics my country's stuck with. *cough*Berlusconi*cough* *pulls a face*
February 09, 2002
And of course, I just
And of course, I just got yelled at because "it took almost two months for me to upload the new stuff to the site". If the server had been working, it would've been all uploaded two months ago. The server wasn't - and still isn't - working. If the FTP and the server tech are incompetent fuckwits, it's not my fucking problem. I'm a webdesigner, not a tech. If the server won't let me upload files, or it eats files I've uploaded, it's not my fucking problem. I've emailed the techs and told them to fix the server. It took them almost a month and a half just to restore my access to the server. If they take another month and a half to fix the server, it's NOT MY FUCKING PROBLEM. I can't do ANYTHING about it. >.<
Grr. Update on the previous
Grr. Update on the previous post: the people that run the server insist that it does not have any problems. "Either it works or it doesn't", they say. "It's not possible that it is not working properly." Graar. What part of "your server is eating files and timing out on the connection, therefore it's not working properly" is so hard to understand, you arrogant ignorant fuckheads?
February 08, 2002
Graar. Okay. So, as I've
So, as I've probably already mentioned here, I do some paid HTML work for the school my mom teaches in, managing their website, adding content, etc.
I've probably mentioned that their FTP server has been screwed up for more than a month, too, leaving me effectively unable to do any work on their site. It took them almost one month and a half to give me back access to uploading/editing files on the server. In the meantime, I was getting yelled at as if it was my fault for not uploading the stuff I was supposed to upload.
So, now I get an email. Server's fixed, just use this new password and you will be able to upload files. Fine, okay. I FTP to the server, try uploading a file, it times out on me. It then proceeds to do the same thing the next 8 times I try. Okay, so the server's not completely fixed, yeah? I can still manage to upload everything and edit the links I have to edit with a little patience, yeah? Well, guess what. Every time the server times out - and it times out a LOT - it eats the last file I uploaded or edited. I mean, it EATS IT. One second it's there, and when I reconnect after the timeout, it's NOT THERE. Augh. So I've had to rebuild 5 files almost from scratch, since I did not have a current backup. It took me one hour and a half to do something I could've done in TEN MINUTES.
Guess what? I'm not doing any more work for them until they fix their goddamn server for good.
*looks at her downloads folder*
*looks at her downloads folder* Meh. I will have to find some time to watch all those X anime episodes some day.
And yes, I have odd
And yes, I have odd songs in my playlist. Shush. :p
*whacks Winamp* A Seishirou skin
*whacks Winamp* A Seishirou skin on "I won't say (I'm in love)" (from Disney's "Hercules") is even worse. -_-
You're the Spirit of Contemplation!
You're the Spirit of Contemplation! You're not sure where you fit in this world right now, and maybe you never will. You're a little bit of everything all rolled into one. You're spirited when the time comes, you take responsibility for your actions, you are in love or have loved deeply, and you are looked up to for advice. (take the What's your spirit? test)Huh. (Took it another time and got the Wind Spirit.)
Uh, Winamp? Pulling up a
Uh, Winamp? Pulling up a Subaru&Seishirou skin to the Italian "Marmalade Boy" opening song is not funny. Cut that out.
February 06, 2002
Social bloggage! First of all,
Nice new layout, Ruby... you picked the exact shade of pink/red/whatever I absolutely loathe, but the layout's very well done so it isn't painful for my eyes. I didn't even notice at first you had used that color ^^;;
NnM-chan, I think saying "I know how you feel" would be the wrong thing, so I won't say that. But sometimes I feel like I'm a failure, untalented, everything you said... and a bad friend most of all. I still don't know what the solution to that is... but I do know this (I've had to learn it myself): that if your friends are really your friends, they like you and appreciate you for how you are. Otherwise, they wouldn't be your friends. (Hope that made sense...)
O_O All I can say is, I wish I could come up with layouts like that. Wow.
As for hosting, I'd host you if I could, but I'd have to pay for extra FTP access ;_; Here are a few decent free webhosts that I have found, though: 1 2 3
Nice layout here too. As always.
Here too. Man, i go away for a couple of days, and all these new layouts pop up.
Right. Dinner appears to be ready, and I'm hungry as hell, so more social bloggage later. Maybe.
And my flu's gone, too.
And my flu's gone, too. \o/ And I went to uni today and found out they changed our schedule - so as a result I will only have to go to uni two days each week for this period (until the end of March), Tuesday and Wednesday. \o/ w00t.
Oh yeah... the concert. Seeing
Oh yeah... the concert.
Seeing and hearing some 6000 people sing in unison along to the songs (good singing too, not just shouting) was the most amazing thing... that, and how Laura Pausini acted. She didn't just come onstage, sing, and then go away. She spoke to the crowd, she let the crowd sing some parts of some songs instead of her (!), she stopped the entire concert for five minutes because somebody had got hurt and refused to start again until she knew the person was fine (and she asked for the name of the girl who got hurt, and dedicated the next song she sang to her). And she was out of breath every time she spoke (between each song and the next)... heh. But so was everybody else, because we were all singing along. \o/ That was incredibly fun.
Baa. Baa. This is the
Baa. Baa. This is the sound of me being a sheep. Take my Friends Test.
February 05, 2002
Yes, I'm still alive. :p
Yes, I'm still alive. :p
Just came back from Laura Pausini's concert... that was utterly, completely, amazingly wonderful. It was probably the best thing that's happened to me in quite a while.
In simpler words: that was so cool.
More tomorrow, when I'm in a more coherent mood. But it was wonderful.
Amazing what something like that can do for my mood. \o/
February 02, 2002
At least, I've got friends
At least, I've got friends who care.
And that, I think, is going to make all the difference.
It is kinda amusing though,
It is kinda amusing though, in a screwed up sort of way. I had a flu shot a few months ago (I think it was November, I can't really remember), because the last thing I want is get sick in winter like I usually do.
I remember distinctly telling my mom, "with my luck, I'm going to catch the first mutated virus form that appears".
Guess I was right. Heh.
Oh, DAMN. I knew something
Oh, DAMN. I knew something was wrong with me. I have the flu. Goddamnit. --;; 37.4 °C, which is enough to get me completely down. No fun for me tonight, I guess. I'm going to have to go to bed.
Perfect sucky end for a perfect sucky week, eh?
And while I'm in a
And while I'm in a serious mood... I had this dream a short time ago (couple of weeks, something like that).
I was walking in my town's square, and it was completely deserted - no cars, no people, and the buildings that normally house shops were empty too, and were not shops. It was like I was seeing my town's square in the past. And I was walking with somebody... a friend, I think, though I do not remember who, I do not even remember their gender, nor anything else about them. And I suddenly found I could fly... well, it was more like swimming in the air, really, or floating, but I remember the sensation of freedom was incredible. So I turned to the person who was with me and said, "look, I can fly!", and they replied, "don't be silly, humans can't fly". And I slowly floated down to the ground and found I could not fly anymore.
What d'you reckon that means?
Well, that was an useless
Well, that was an useless phone call. My friend's at a party. I could call him on his cellphone, but I doubt he'd appreciate being called in the middle of a party to be asked about homework. :p His mom said he'd be back around 11:30pm, which means I'll have to call him tomorrow. Blech.
Saturday today... Doesn't feel like
Saturday today... Doesn't feel like it. It seemed this past week would never end, and yet it's almost over. And there are a lot of things I still have to do, a lot of things I should do, a lot of things I promised myself I would do, and I didn't get any of them done.
I have to call a friend of mine to find out what we have to do for Spanish homework for Tuesday, and I have to do it soon - possibly now - because if I don't do it now, he'll be out, and I'll have to call him Monday afternoon, and I'll be screwed. And I have to find a way to get the photocopies I need to do my Writing for Journalism homework (photocopies off the textbook, which I still don't have), and I know I will only manage to get them on Tuesday, and class is on Wednesday morning and I have classes all day on Tuesday and then on Tuesday evening I'm going to Laura Pausini's concert. So I'm going to have to do homework on the train again or find a good excuse for not doing that part of my homework. The first one, most likely, since the teacher's a bitch.
And of course the other part of my Journalism homework is writing summaries of articles in newspapers, every day, and it's Saturday and I haven't even started and I have a pile of newspapers I have to work on (Wednesday-Saturday) and I will probably have to do it on Monday since there's no way I'll manage to do it tonight or tomorrow, and I can't certainly do it on Monday and Tuesday night, that killed me last time (I didn't get enough sleep as a result), and besides there's the concert on Tuesday night. And of course doing things like that makes me upset, because so much shit happens in the world daily that I'd really rather not have anything to do with, not even reading about it.
And I really should learn to stop being afraid of making phone calls.
Sucks to be me, doesn't it?
February 01, 2002
My brother (who is an
My brother (who is an anime fan) has said he'll help me pay for that DVD set... and I'm trying to convince my mom to help me, too. So yeah... I'll probably get it.
Hmm. Decisions decisions... there's this
Hmm. Decisions decisions... there's this Studio Ghibli/Miyazaki DVD set at the comic shop in the city where I study. I'm really tempted to get it... only it costs 93 euros. v_v Should I get it or not? I've been thinking about it since I first saw it last month...
I have a new cellphone
I have a new cellphone now. \o/ Nice one too, a Nokia 8210.
--;; Okay, so I was
--;; Okay, so I was supposed to leave *looks at watch* almost an hour ago with my dad to go shopping for my mom and to finally buy a new cellphone for me. Guess what, he's received a phone call and been on the phone for an hour.
*reorganizing her backflip folders* I
*reorganizing her backflip folders* I will stop looking at font sites. I will not download anything until I've sorted out my folders.
I need to reorganize my
I need to reorganize my fonts. Pull the fonts I rarely use out of the default font folder, and stuff them in a folder somewhere else, subcategorized according to type of font. I have so many fonts my PSP is choking on them.
And I have this pretty
And I have this pretty image done for my new blog layout, but it's being stupid and I can't quite figure out where to put the sidebar text. Ugh.
Nice way to start a new month. I hope tomorrow will be better.
And of course I will
And of course I will soon have to go and do some shopping for my mom. -_- And of course if I say "no" I'll get yelled at. Nevermind that I'm feeling like shit (my throat hurts like hell) and the last thing I want is go outside.
And I still need a new cellphone. It's been two weeks since my old one fell from the stairs (be quiet -_- I slipped on the stairs, and I had the cellphone in my hand. I let go of the cellphone to grab the handrail. I'd rather break my cellphone than break my leg, thank you.), and I still have to get a replacement. My dad keeps telling me "don't worry, we'll go and get one soon" (since of course I'm not allowed to just get the money from my parents and go and buy one on my own), but "soon" seems to mean "not now, not anytime soon" in dad-speak. -_-
And why, for fuck's sake,
And why, for fuck's sake, every time I print out something do I have to get a fucking 10 minutes long lecture from my parents about saving paper, saving toner, and not printing out "everything I get under my hands", to put it as my parents did? --;;; It's not like I print 500 sheets of paper each day. I rarely, if ever, print anything out, because most things I read directly on the computer.
My father needs to learn
My father needs to learn to mind his own goddamn business and keep his nose out of mine. --;;;
Still have a sore throat,
Still have a sore throat, so the singing lesson is out of the question. Bleh.