The Just Names Coalition

For those who write just their names.

*glomps his new monitor* It's all big and not pink, and not blue, and big, and... and big. *nods* Monitor is once again bigger than our ancient TV, though much smaller than our new one :D

*cries* The pink plague is here for good, but not only that, there is a lurking threat of a more sinister blue plague. I hope those monitor repairs come in soon!

Proof that the world believes things too easily, found at someone's house:

In reincarnation: yes
Aliens: yes
True Love: yes
Ghosts: yes
Satan: yes
Heaven: kinda
Hell: yes
Afterlife: yes
Love at First Sight: yes

So. This person believes in Hell, but is uncertain about Heaven, despite the fact that they go hand in hand. Further, they believe in reincarnation and afterlife. Question: So, when does a person go to Hell, if they're reincarnated? And what kind of afterlife is it, if you're reincarnated instead? You can't believe in both reincarnation and afterlife; they're mutually exclusive.

A thought came to me. Like usual, it was after/during a movie, though this time it was rather unrelated to the movie itself. I don't know if I can adequately explain my thoughts here, but I'll still try, if for no other reason than to remind myself of my thoughts.

For some reason, I've connected the lifestyle I'd like to live to Japan. Much of my reading and especially the massive amounts of time I spend playing video games relate to Japan, and I've developed a taste for 'Japan'. I put it in quotes because it really happened the other way around. I developed a taste for a unique style of living that I associated to Japan. I connected what I wished for with things that could only come into being in Japan. For some inexplicable reason. I often think something along the lines of, "If I were in Japan, it would be like this," and have some spectacular scene unfold in my mind. But then I realized that what I was imagining barely even applied to Japan in any way. Even more, I realized that I didn't have to be in Japan for me to live in any way, or even to find spectacular scenery that all the Japanese movies (like The Last Samurai) portrayed. It could be found anywhere just as easily as in Japan.

So basically, I decided that I didn't have to move to Japan when I grew up, and stopped associated random things with Japan. Which is good, because I doubt I could ever really learn Japanese very well. And yes, this was all rather random.

:/ The pink plague returned again. I hope the monitor repairs come soon.

A thought for the masses:
If life doesn't seem to make sense, perhaps it's time to sit down and think about it.

Oh, and for some particular masses:
Being depressed sucks, and people who try and be depressed should just get over themselves, because, no matter what they may claim, there are certainly reasons to be happy.

*now has a Writersco account*
Writersco has lots less weirdos than ET. I'm glad for that. Once it's less confusing for me, I'll learn how to write well and have uberfun there ^_^

Today was fabulariffic. I found out that the demo version of Terragen 2 will be available in January. And then I found out that I did good in physics, and my classes'll be fine. And then I fixed my monitor. It's not pink anymore. I hope that lasts, though there are no guarantees. Not sure how I'll turn it off, since if I bump it, it'll turn pink again. Oh well. It's fixable ^^

W00t. Finally got the Halloween pictures developed. There are a few good ones, so I think I'll put one up when I can get the silly scanner to start working again.

Uhm. That was an odd sight. So I stumble across a member named [AnGeL69]. And I think, "Did I read that right?" Yes, I did. Isn't 69 an allusion to sex? So Angels have sex now, and advertise it on ET? Somehow I don't think that the two words go together very well. And then I check the age of this member. Pardon me, I don't know what the laws are in Canada, but in the US, 15 is a great age for statuary rape. And what of the angelic reputation? Angels don't have premarital sex. And I don't know a single 15 year old who is married (though I am aware that there are a few out there, as part of tradition). It's like trying to send two different signals: "Hey, I'm divine like an angel!" and "Hey, I'm such a slut I have 69 in my user". And this wouldn't bother me so much if this was the only instance, but ET is just full of people with lewd usernames, and it really doesn't help promote a moral soceity. Fifteen isn't a good age to start experimenting with sex, and thirteen certainly isn't the age to start advertising that you're 'hott', 'have big boobs' or 'have a fine *censored*'. Especially considering most females, in my opinion, don't start looking 'hot' until fifteen and up. Chances of a pre-teen having 'big boobs' is minimal to none, fools -.-

  I've always maintained some degree of respect when it came to my parents, because they always seemed devout. Outwardly, also. I'm introverted when it comes to my faith, so I gave them credit for this, even though I doubted their faith, in honesty. But now, I'm dissappointed to find that their faith is skin deep, and doesn't go through to their hearts. I scheduled my SAT about a month and a half ago for Dec. 3. Rather important, I'd say. However, my church winter retreat is now scheduled for the same weekend.
  Naturally, I can't cancel the SAT (no refunds), and I'm involved with the church retreat, as well as I desperately want to go (these retreats are more than simple fun weekends for me). I can, however, change the date of the SAT I take to a later date for a $20 fee, something I offered to pay myself, since it was my mistake. But no. My dad is afraid I'll find something 'more important' to do on that date to, and insists I have to make that SAT no matter what. He said that the SAT was more important than the retreat. He told me that the SAT was more important than God, in essense. So much for his profound faith. And so much for my respect for him. No more of that. He is a fool that tries to portray an image he clearly is not.

I'm going to have to convince him before next weekend. I refuse to miss this event. For the past two years, I've become extremely depressed around this time of year and relied upon this winter retreat to turn things around. And it has worked well so far. Things aren't that bad this year, and I suppose it's a sign that teenagerism has done it's worst and things can only get better. But I am worried about later. Things can always gt worse, and if there is no bouy this year, they could be at their worst. I simply don't know. But this is a folly of my dad's I will have to convince him of.

>.<
[Oh No I'm Catholic]. One would think that that would be a Christian's house. But no. It belongs to a Wiccan. I'm not saying a necessarily bad person, she looks friendly enough, but I have to question why she chose that house name. Certainly she doesn't believe in Christianity, and therefore not the Lady herself, so why did she choose that house name? Does she have any respect for Mother Mary, that she chose to honor her with her house? I find that unlikely. I hope it isn't to mock her, though I can't see any other reason...

Tis an interseting curiousity. In June, I ordered a music book for my brother's birthday. It was backordered, though, so I had no idea how long it would take. It certainly missed my brother's birthday, despite being ordered a good two weeks in advance. I forgot about it for the most part, especially after buying my brother another present instead, when mine failed to show up. Yesterday, something reminded me of it, and I complained to a few friends about it. Coincidentally, today the package arrived without warning or notice. Most interesting. Of course, I'm quite pleased with the product, like usual. Now I have a Christmas present for my brother :P

Bleh. The picture's all blurry. And huge. And amateurly edited to remove the blue. Does it look better than the one I've got up at my house right now?

o.O And chain letters suck. Mostly for the sender. Observe, as someone attempts to send me one. Note in particular, the mood, which occurred after our conversation.

My apologies for the foul language.

That was interesting enough. Had a costume concert for Halloween on Saturday. My mom put together this great costume, and I made a cardboard sword for it. Only one or two people from the concert knew who I was, but I went to a party that my sister's friend held. They were a year or two younger than me, and mostly all anime-obsessed, so most of them recognized me dressed up as Cloud Strife (Final Fantasy VII: Advent Children). A few interesting not-too-weird people there. I'll have a few pictures up when I get them developed, but my mom only used the non-digital camera, and it's a new roll of film, so we can expect to wait past Christams :/
But it was fun, and the costume's über ^^

Bah. I dislike those 'dating service' sites and their ads, specifically True's. Because apparently "True love", "dating", and "happiness" equate to having sex. That's all they can seem to portray in their advertisements. Admittedly, their ads certainly catch the eye, and I'm sure lots of people can't help but to stare at their ads invariably featuring a scantily clad lady looking flirtatious.
But it bothers me that places are so shallow, and yet they are so effective in marketing to people these days.

*sigh* There's just something wrong with a 13-year old posing in a bikini for a camera, trying to look hot.

Bleah. Talk about getting addicted. If any of you think Elftown is bad, don't even think about playing on Imperian. I'm gonna have to cut back on that sort of thing now, and consequently a little more on ET. So yeah. Less of me on ET soon, though I'll still probably get on daily...