Ugh, lovely. I stay up unseemly late on the weekend trying to make my new house while I still have time, and what does Paintshop Pro do? Oh, go figure, it thinks it's funny to crash. That's gotta be the thing I hate most about it. Lots of people complain about PSP's capabilities and limits, but the crashing part is the worst. Now I'm never gonna get my new house up :(

Eh, it's that time of year again. Namely, my birthday and school. What a combination. My birthday was great. I got Final Fantasy Crystal Chronicals, which is basically FF XI without the online aspect. Pretty good game, though. More importantly, my dad registerred Terragen for me (w00t!). What does that mean? It means I can turn out finely-rendered images of any size on Terragen, and that I have the option of profiting off of my artwork (or I can use them on merchandise, etc. Such as Elftown's). It also means that I can get Terragen 2 a lot cheaper, which is infinitely better. Very happy with this. Plus it means the 99 I had saved for it is now spending money of my own.
On the offside, I'm back at school. The school is nuts. A 600 building is unnecessary. We have to run all across campus just to get to where we need to be. My first three classes ought to be alright, but my last three are going to be annoying. Physics is outright dull, from what I've seen, Brit Lit looks to be very hard, though I may enjoy the class. Precal seems very odd. The teacher is very happy-lovey type... I've heard all sorts of opinions about her. I should have fun in AP US History, though. The teacher's energetic, which is a must for second period. Though it will be lots of work, I should have some fun in that class.
All my classes are different from last year in terms of atmosphere. Teachers are less friendly, and some of them outright stated, "I am the teacher and you are the student. My first priority is teaching you, not to be your friend." Scary peoples. But the workload is going to be MUCH higher. In light of this, I'm off to work on my schoolwork.
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There's an exception to everything, life has no generalities, there are no absolutes. Nobody can say that something is perfect without someone else disagreeing. Nothing is unappealing to everyone, there's always someone who likes it. There are 6 billion people on this planet, and each of them have a unique mind or personality. That is why there is such variety on this planet, because everything is accepted, and none can be rejected without someone else losing something they'd like. But is there room for everything on this planet, and do they all have a place? As all people have their rights, the answer must be yes. But that also involves conflict due to some preferences clashing with the dislikes of others. The answer is tolerance. The only way for universal peace is to be tolerant of all things.
But is that such a good idea? Certainly not. Some things do not bear tolerance, such as murder and rape. Or do they? If they are a person's preference, do they have a place?
Obviously not. Murder and rape cannot be tolerated, or else the world falls into disorder. And what is peace if it is permeated with such vile? But can the non-tolerance be extended to the ones who's preference is murder and rape? Are we to suffer the murderers to live? As humans, we do not have the right to take another's life, or else we would fall to a level near, if not equal to a murderer. But what is their life if it is not filled with their preference? Are they to suffer through life because others must have peace? Are they to change to fit into society? Is it right to demand change from someone? Certainly not. No human deserves to be forced to change from their own personality. No human deserves to suffer through life. The answer, then, can only be that they must be convinced of the suffering they cause, and change of their own volition.
(The muddled thought pattern sorted out by typing. Pay it no mind, if you wish, though there may be something of importance written there)

And I've just reached the decision that I know nothing about people. I know all about me. But 'me' is just completely different from other people. Or maybe I'm not. I have no way of telling if I'm different from over people in any aspects. I look at something, and wonder what the significance of it is. Or possibly it isn't significant, because the creator didn't intend any significance, just thought it was nice, so it was made. But that's just the creator. Other people may have decided that there was significance in it, etc. I can't tell. Because I use myself as a basis for judgement. "Would I put significance in that?" when the true, and often unanswerable question lies in the creator. "Would the creator put significance in that?" It's a sign of individuality. And it means my capacity for empathy is a lot smaller tha I thought :P

Gotta love Bash.org
<KainSularei> I wish that it was possible to edit car honks
<KainSularei> sometimes someone tries to cut me off, but i always see it coming and speed ahead of them
<KainSularei> So I'm thinking I get some LOTR Gandalf bumper sticker on my back bumper
<KainSularei> I'd like to be able to hit the steering wheel and have them hear this booming "YOU SHALL NOT PASS!" as I go by

w00t. I got assigned this author (Percy Bysshe Shelley) to do some summer assignments on. And guess what? He's an athiest :D I always work well with stuff I disagree with. I was quite pleased to find that his book on 'The Necessity of Athiesm' was rather short. I suppose I'm to draw that they aren't really necessary? Gosh, this is gonna be a snap compared to my AP assignment :D

Minesweeper moved to a higher level o.O
After completing expert in 180 seconds, I checked world records for fastest times. Quickest was 60 seconds, but I ranked about 50th in the charts. Probably lots of people who didn't participate, though. I read through the guide on improving times. Pretty much the same techniques I use, though lots of practice. Then, I read about no-flagging minesweeper. Much more difficult. I'm practicing it right now. Beaten intermediate and beginner with it. It seemed to slow my times a bit, though beginner didn't have much of an effect. I'm working on expert. I think I'll have it soon.

More random stuff. I did these mainly because I was tired of seeing 'condoms' in the second spot. -.-

1. Lotion: Creamy stuff
2. Rubber: tires
3. CD: Final Fantasy
4. Bed: Squishy pillow thingies
5. Paper: homework assignments
6. Run: rivers
7. Candle: Illuminati (o.O)
8. Mouse pad: blue jet
9. Sweatshirt: soft
10. Door: doorway
11. Pictures: flowers
12. Flowers: countryside
13. Deodorant: blue goo stuff
14. Pencil: art
15. Sex: erm
16. Radio: crap music :D

Heh, saw this a few times, I never gave it much thought and shoved it aside as a 'music thing'. Then I decided to do one based on Uematsu's hundreds of pieces :P

Chosen band: Nobuo Uematsu (SquareSoft/SquareEnix)

1. Are you a male or a female: Chasing the Black-Caped Man
2. Describe yourself: Find Your Way
3. How do some people feel about you: A Face Unforgotten
4. How do you feel about yourself: Flowers Blooming in the Church
5. Describe your family: The Sleepless City Treno
6. Where would you rather be: Where I Belong
7. Describe what you want to be: Auron's Theme
8. Describe how you live: Silence Before the Storm
9. Describe how you love: Holding My Thoughts in My Heart
10. Describe what you hate: The Sword of Doubt

Got back from CLI. Feel different. I met many new people. I learned I'm not nearly as awesome as I thought. The top leadership potential people from each of 19 parishes all gather together, it makes you realize that, as good as you may think you are, there are people out there that are even better.
The spiritual high's wearing off about now, but I still have memories of the people, and what happened to me. I'm more outgoing and social now. The only big difference is that I've gained courage in myself, and self confidence. I didn't become better at socializing, I just socialize more. Due to the masses and frequent prayers, I've come muhc closer in my relation with God, which makes me wonder how much closer I could and should get. Further, I'm going to get louder in my faith, and bring it to places people don't want it to be.
I also think that I've been far too arrogant. Perhaps everyone on the non is, too. I'll have to reassess everything with my new perspective, before I can decide. All I know is that I am a happier person now, and greatly appreciative that Christine sent me on the retreat.

Away at CLI (Christian Leadership Initiative). Be back Saturday evening, July 9.

I hate being a teenager. It's unreasonable to get upset at everything for very little reason, to be so moody, and to feel random emotions. It's no wonder teenagers get so depressed, when they can't even figure themselves out. Not to mention randomly feeling inexplicably lonely. Nothing makes sense, and it really bothers me :/

Being a teenager is probably the oddest years any person ever goes through. It is a time of large change, from a childhood personality into an adult personality. It is a time of much thought and change and mostly improvements, but it is a most troubling period. Horomones and such odd forces that have the ability to influence people in ways that are neither gentle nor relenting. Teenage years seem to be periods of ups and downs, but in reality it is all perspective created by these forces. They do things to a body that can never be easily understood. For me, the process of change is troubling. I sense that something is wrong with me. Or at least, different. Odd sensations and thoughts and disturbances. Right now, as the change has been made, I feel full inside and somehow complete, though I know it is not so. Much resentment is inside, as well as a sense of not calm, but clarity and focus. It feels as if I hated someone and was brooding, though I know that is not the case at the moment. However, recently I found myself very upset over miniscule things. I recognize these things as signs of teenagerism, but I do not appreciate these thoughts intruding into my mind, nor the forces that bring these moods into me. I do not know what to make of them. I can only hope that soon it will all be over and I will emerge as my complete adult self, though technically that can't be for another five or so years. Tumultous years, no doubt. I can only hope I maintain my personality in tact through the end. It is something I do not wish to lose.

(x) = yes, (-) = no, (/) = kinda.
{x} Fallen for your best friend
{-} Made out with JUST a friend
{-} Made out with the same sex
{-} Been rejected
{-} Been in love
{-} Been in lust
{-} Used someone
{-}Piercings
{-} Been used
{-} Been cheated on
{x} Done something you regret
{/} Considered a life of crime
{-} Considered being a hooker lol
{-} Considered being a pimp
{-} Are you psycho
{-} Split personalities
{/} Schizophrenic
{-} Obsessive
{-} Racist
{-} Obsessive compulsive
{-} Dream of dead bodies, blood, death, and gore
{-} Dream of doing those things instead of just seeing them
{x} Understanding
{x} Open-minded
{/} Arrogant
{x} Insecure
{x} Interesting
{-} Hungry
{x} Friendly
{x} Smart
{x} Moody
{/} Childish
{x} Independent
{/} Hard working
{/} Organized
{/} Healthy
{/} Emotionally stable
{x} Shy
{/} Difficult
{-} Attractive
{/} Bored easily
{-} Thirsty
{x} Responsible
{/} Sad
{x} Happy
{/} Trusting
{-} Talkative
{/} Original
{-} Different
{x} Unique
{x} Lonely
{-} Had a bad life
{-} Have a bad life
{-} Dye your hair
{-} Floss daily
{-} Own a web cam?
{/} Ever get off the damn computer
{-} Ever done a drug(s)
{-} Ever drank alcohol
{-} Been suicidal

The pieces fall into place one by one. Soon, I shall have a full picture of myself, and understand who I am and what I am to do.
I will write the final piece here, to help me organize myself. I will begin by examining me in a peaceful state, one that I have yet to really attain. Perhaps this way I shall figure out the darker areas of my knowledge and illuminate it all.

My picture of peace is me sitting on a hill, alone, looking out on the scenery below me, with a sinking sun and a reddish tint to the world, and a slight breeze.
What can I divine from this? For one, I find peace in the end of the day in the reddish tint, rather than a bright sunny day on a hill. Happier, at least. Peace at the end of the day, after the work of the day is done. This would mean that I would find peace after the work, and I am supposed to be work before I have peace. Instead, I dream about peace and never really work for it.
Therefore, to attain peace, I would need to work first for it, something that I haven't dedicated myself to. This is the last dark corner of my mind; I could not find peace with myself. Attaining peace will complete my self-analysis at last. This most recent observation would indicate that I've been wasting much time trying to complete my analysis before beginning my work, when I need to begin my work in order to complete my analysis. I have been dawdling, in other words, daydreaming instead of working. It is time to begin.
One resolution that I've made, now, is one that may be a mistake. I've decided to stop caring what anyone thinks about me. At face value, that sounds like it should be common sense, with no drawbacks. Of course I shouldn't worry about that. But then, if I stop caring, am I going to become a reclusive man who doesn't share with other people? If I stop caring, I wouldn't care if other people like me, when I need them to in order to gain their trust and be able to aid them if needed. Instead, I will have to draw a fine line: I will not care what people think of me, as long as I don't become distant from them. Keep my friends close, be open to other people, but be myself. Sorry for all you nonners out there reading this, but this means I'm not gonna be as arrogant anymore, or at all worried about pwnage, or considerate of whether I am superior to others or not. It just isn't me. Don't worry, though, the real me still pwns. Just in a nice way :)

Hehe, reading Gods of America. Some good points, though I don't think it'd hold up to a non-Christian arguement against it, since it is based on God's supremacy and importance in contrast with celebrities. But I did find this, written mainly about fake-goths:

"So many people these days claim to be independent thinkers. They believe themselves to be individuals (see Conformity, Inc. for my further grievances against these types), unpolluted and untainted by the world around them; that they are untethered minds, existing alone, operating in a seamless pocket of lucid reality."
   ~[Avoral]

That, I think, could nearly describe me, provided that you change the last few words from 'lucid reality' to 'lucid unreality'. At least I know I'm deluded. And honestly, I am. I don't live in nearly the real world :D

Well. Uematsu's work in Final Fantasy is one thing. Enya is completely different. Both are very well done. Uematsu's music is quite good, though it seems different from Enya's. Her work is more energizing and motivating. Uematu's music inspires me morally, but Enya's work has a certain pulse that pushes me to do something. I think that if I compile a playlist of all her music, and play it, I'll be inspired enough to write stories that actually read well, that I can actually put onto paper some of the ideas that I've had in my mind but was unable to describe fittingly enough. I now hold both Uematsu's work and Enya's on equal level, powerful in their own respects.
Uematsu writes music that plays in the background and affects you. Naturally, considering that he is a music writer for videogames. Enya's music plays, and it draws your attention right to it, making you hear how it sounds. Uematsu's work can play for long periods of time without any major side effects. In fact, it sinks into the background. Not so, as I listen to Enya. After a few tracks of Enya nonstop, it can be overwhelming. It's rather amazing music, in certain aspects.

Meh, for all the efforts I've made at finalizing my departure from Elftown, it all amounts to nothing. Yes, I know I said that the previous diary entry would be the last one I made. Not so anymore.
I've decided that it's futile. I said I'd leave in January. What, four months later, and I still haven't really left? It isn't happening. I said I was leaving because of time restraints. They aren't really ther anymore. Maybe I was imagining them. Or maybe they just aren't so restrictive anymore, it being spring.

I can't really, leave, though. There are people here that I can help. After all, that's what I've dedicated myself to do; help people who need it. And besides. If I really did leave, well, the non wiki is full of people who think premarital sex is alright. You guys need a conservative guy around to keep you guys in line :P
I can't really leave. Still things to do here. I won't get into all those wiki things again, with the massing of half a thousand watched pages or anything, I'll still spend only a little time on here, but I'm here to stay. For now, at least. Expect me to take a vacation sometime around Thanksgiving, though. Things usually get busy around there.

Sorry for distressing you guys so much about the leaving thing. I really did mean to leave. Eh, maybe I am addicted to Elftown. Nah. I can do good things here. *nods* Yup, thats why I'm staying. Certainly not addicted. Nope.

Plenty of change in my account, I've noticed. Not sure what prompted this change, but it happened pretty recently. For one, put up a new pic. Doesn't happen every day. Secondly, changed my mood. Doesn't fit too much with my actual mood, but it's a nice change. And yes, of course there's some secret meaning behind it's puzzling phrase. And probably most obviously, I've changed my name. Aradon Templar. Feel kind of guilty with taking out 'Lord' from my name. But in all honesty, He doesn't belong there. I could wish I were that, but I'm not completely fixed yet. Not up to having God in my name, as of now. People expect me to be an expert on religion. Not quite. I am rather emphatical about it, but no expert. And I felt scared that my family might have found out about my name. They'd all laugh, I think. My brother already did. The older one, too. Not the younger one. So yeah. Changed it to something a bit more creative. It feels liberating, really, without everyone's expectations to live up to.
And that's about it. Again, sorry for any and all inconveniences.

And now, for my final entry. I've decided to leave Elftown. It holds no appeal anymore. I've lacked in comments on many pages. It takes far too much time for me to handle it, and it brings in no production. More useless than my videogames. And in all honesty, I really am not befriending the best people, in the non-wiki. (Sorry guys, you're great, but a bit too harsh for my total liking... in general.)
In short, Elftown is having negative effects, now. It's served its purpose, but now I will move on, into the real world, and stop sitting at this desk my entire life not going anywhere. Farewell, Elftown.

Well, now I've figured out why it is so hard to be who I want to be at school. My school has 2000 people. Each of us has our own opinion about how life is, and how we should live it. At home, individually, we probably all succeed. But then, when we all come together at school, there is a collision of 2000 philosophies, crashing and bouncing off each other, creating a mayhem. It is difficult to maintain who I wish to be in this chaos. But now that I know what the problem is, perhaps I can do it.