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(no subject) [Dec. 15th, 2009|01:25 am]
Words. Words words words words words words.

I feel like I am teaching myself to write again.

Goddamn it, essays used to be nothing. Nothing! I used to be able to get essays done in no time flat.

But now, those words. God. There are an awful lot of them and I am not good at finding the ones I need out of all those goddamn words.

When did I get so bad at this?
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CRITICAL EXISTANCE FAILURE, PRESS ANY KEY TO CONTINUE [Dec. 10th, 2009|10:30 pm]
[22:18] Lee: http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=BQ9YtJC-Kd8 seen this?
[22:19] Pie: Nope. :O
[22:22] Pie: ... that was awesome. xD!
[22:22] Lee: I know, right? XD
[22:23] Lee: Now spam everyone with it
[22:23] Lee: so far nobody I've shown has seen it already
[22:23] Lee: so you can appear hip and cool and on the ground floor

(ELSEWHERE, IN A WINDOW I ALREADY HAD OPEN)

[22:23] Pie: http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=BQ9YtJC-Kd8 I am under orders to spread this around because it's pretty awesome.
[22:23] PikaBot: Seen it!
[22:24] Pie: Damn it!
[22:24] PikaBot: Love it!
[22:24] Pie: xD;
[22:24] Pie: I have already failed in my task.

(MEANWHILE, BACK IN THE FIRST MESSAGE WINDOW)

[22:24] Pie: ......
[22:24] Pie: The first person I linked it to has seen it already.
[22:24] Lee: XD
[22:24] Lee: fail'd
[22:25] Pie: Yeah I just... epic failed.
[22:25] Lee: ne'er mind
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Recovering from my 4 AM breakdown [Dec. 9th, 2009|03:48 pm]
I find it oddly appropriate that, after a day of miserable weather, of constant precipitation straddling the freezing border between snow and rain, when I walked home after my last class it had finally lightened to a soft sprinkle upon my skin, and while not pleasant it was considerably more tolerable.

Similarly, I feel as though my soul has lightened a bit. For most of the day, I was overwhelmed by a feeling of anxiety and despair. But after speaking with my professors, and being reassured that they understand my difficulties and are willing to offer their support, even so late in the semester... I feel a sense of relief, and a little more optimistic than I have in quite a while.

I am making progress. The fact that I am looking for support is progress. Before, despite the severe levels of my depression and anxiety, I was not able to bring myself to actively seek help from others, as if being unable to single-handedly solve all my own problems was a personal failure. But slowly, I've begun to learn that this is far from the case, and that all people, no matter how great or small, depend on others to survive. It is not a sign of weakness or idiocy, it is an emotional need.

(The sad thing is, I think I can name at least a dozen series I love that advocate this sort of idea, but which I guess I somehow failed to internalize. My infamous favorite Lunar 2 in particular jumps to mind, where believing in your allies and allowing them to assist you is considered to be the greatest power of humanity. Seriously, if there is a main theme to the game, this is it. I guess I am not the best fangirl ever.)

... anyway. Thank you, guys, for offering your love and support. I'm feeling a lot better now. I guess some days, it just needs to rain.
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(no subject) [Dec. 9th, 2009|03:55 am]
I wrote "IDIOT" on my hand in Sharpie and I don't entirely know why.

I stared at it for a minute or so after I did it, contemplating if something had flashed through my head like those who turn to self-mutilation to seek release. Except that a marker is far more cowardly than a knife, and the only thing that bleeds is the ink itself, soaking into the cracks of my skin as though it were being absorbed by cotton.

I've been getting better. I'm sure I have. But apparently I have not been improving quickly enough to deal with the situation I find myself in.

My therapist pointed something out to me that I had never taken notice of before: I hate it when people tell me I'm smart and talented and all that stuff that's supposed to reassure me and support my self esteem as I struggle with my education. It makes a knot form in my stomach and rather than making me feel more capable, it makes me feel more self-loathing for struggling with something that should be easy for me.

I shouldn't be awake all night and stressed about the semester ending. It should not be interfering with my life this much. I should be improving more. I shouldn't need to improve in the first place. This should be an easy process for me. I should be independent at this point and not need to rely on others for help and support and to remind me that I'm not a waste of human life.

So why am I staying up all night, tears down my face, trying to finish work that should have been done weeks ago, dreading the approach of daybreak?

Why can't I change? Are second chances just wasted on me?

Idiot.
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It's like being a zombie, except instead of brains, you hunger for body heat [Oct. 25th, 2009|12:52 am]
Okay guys, I'm sick. It's either a really nasty cold or the flu. And it seems to be heading in the flu direction. This does not make me happy.

Please spam me with love. Thx.
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I am officially having too much fun with icon keywords [Oct. 19th, 2009|09:04 am]
Okay, so, just to give this some content to make this seem like a legitimate entry:

JoJo's Bizarre Adventure: Steel Ball Run is possibly the gayest manga I've ever read.

And no, I don't mean that as a slur to imply it's bad. In fact, the entirety of JoJo's Bizarre Adventure is awesome and amazing and wonderful and my love of Josuke's pompadour is solid proof that I have a stupid hair fetish. But I swear, I'm expecting the two lead males of this arc to start making out any second. In fact, I'm not entirely sure they haven't yet.

And I would like to point out, for those who don't know me very well, I am by far not someone who actively looks for yaoi subtext. In fact, I'm always whining about how I want to see more het marketed towards women. But when faced with such blatant homosexual innuendo... what else am I supposed to think?

Also, note to self, I still need an icon or five based off this page.

Anyway. Now that this seems like a legitimate entry, I'll reveal my ulterior motive. I pretty much never do these damn things, since most of them seem like variations on the same themes (love me, marry me, molest me), but this one pinged my interest for some reason:

THE OTP MEME


But if I see any ship wars result from this, I'm disowning my entire friends list. >:[
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Bah. [Oct. 16th, 2009|10:26 pm]
[Tags|]







I have decided to allow sheep to invade this entry.






COMPLETELY UNRELATED EDIT:



I will never be able to evolve this Totodile. He enjoys his hat far too much.


ANOTHER COMPLETELY UNRELATED EDIT:

My inner Lunar fanatic highly approves of this. )
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*mugs* [Oct. 9th, 2009|12:09 pm]
Taken from [info]khursten:

1. If you're on my friends list, I want to know 35 things about you. I don't care if we never talk, or if we already know everything about each other. Short and sweet is fine.

2. Comment here with your answers and repost the questionnaire on your own journal.

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Things to rant about while waiting for the virus scan to finish [Oct. 5th, 2009|12:53 pm]
An open letter to the major internet entities (looking at you, Yahoo and Google, but you're hardly the only guilty parties here):

Stop trying to take over my computer. Stop it. Just stop.

I know you want to say you have the prettiest, most flash-tastic website on the internet and you offer the most high-end technology available. You want to install fifty add-ons and toolbars and all sorts of nifty extras you developed into my web browser. You want to cut support to your older products, like a professional artist who throws out their elementary school notebook doodles in shame. You want your logo gleaming in my eyes, for me to praise your amazing programming skills and to see everything you have to offer me.

Well, I don't doubt you have some great programmers on your team, because if you didn't, you wouldn't be able to make it so hard for me to stop you from dumping all this crap onto my system.

When I download a program, nine times out of ten I don't want any of the frills and extras. I don't want your toolbar. I don't want your music player. I don't want your video player. I don't want your minibrowser. I don't want your icon to pop up on my screen to notify me of anything. And Google, I swear to god, just get off my system entirely. I like you as a search engine and a resource, but I honestly don't trust this Google desktop crap.

Do not force me to upgrade a program. Yes, upgrading is generally good, especially when there's bugs to be patched. But you want me to upgrade just so that I will be using your shinier, more frill-tastic crap that is clogging up my poor computer's memory. Yahoo, according to my task manager, your messenger was running at around 90Kb of memory usage. Trillian, on the other hand, was connected to two services and running at only 20Kb of memory usage. Used to connect to three services, but no, you cut support to your "outdated" messenger service. Now I have to download the new Trillian and pray that it doesn't pack on extra memory usage. But I have faith, because the folks at Trillian seem to know that a messenger shouldn't take up as much memory as a browser.

Man, the more I learn about technology, the more I realize I hate it.
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keysmash keysmash keysmash [Sep. 30th, 2009|03:02 pm]
That happy mood I've been in? It's starting to wear off.

I think I'm coming down with something. I've had a mild headache despite drinking no more or less caffeine than usual, felt a little out of it and woozy, throat starting to feel sore. And there's already reports flying around Simmons about students exhibiting flu symptoms. Not good.

Starting to have trouble with my work again. Yes, already. Can't get too down on myself about this, need to keep moving forward best as I can. Must keep moving forward. Must somehow find motivation, since pressure without will just makes me fall apart inside, arrrgh.

The fact that my roommate had to go to the ER yesterday definitely did not help. I mean, we aren't heavily involved in each other's lives and problems, but I can't help but stress out and worry when stuff like this happens. Especially when her fiance started bugging me about finding some magical way to get in touch with her when he could not. Just made me more concerned and stressed and unable to focus.

Aurrgh. Please, someone assure me that I won't go spiraling into a rut for months again. That things are still getting better, and I should just go take some vitamin C or something and get back on track.
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A healthy, natural high [Sep. 23rd, 2009|10:31 am]
[Music |Passion Pit - Sleepyhead]

I really feel like a different person lately. It's weird, how much energy I feel like I've gained. I find myself consistently getting up at least a good twenty minutes before I have to leave for class, I'm taking little steps every day to rebuild my little online kingdom, I'm cleaning up my dorm room a little every day, and I find my creative spark has been starting to flare up again.

Is it just because of the medication? Or maybe it's because I've returned to school, and the end of my education is finally within sight? That I've learned to bite the bullet and deal with my problems, step by step if I need to? Maybe it's because I've accepted that I really do need other people and don't want to lose touch with some of my dearest friends, and have thus started overcoming my own social anxieties and past traumas, in order to rebuild old bridges and fortify the standing ones. Or maybe it's just the relief of having survived another summer with my dad and stepmom, who still do terrible things to my stress levels whether they mean it or not. Or, hell, maybe I just have a good star shining above me, sending down some good vibes and karma, pulling me along the road to recovery.

I'm scared that this is just a temporary high, and I might end up burning myself out and landing in the same old rut again. But I'm feeling pretty optimistic. This feels different. This feels like an actual change.

A few weeks before returning to Boston this semester, I realized something pretty astounding. All the way through high school and into my first year or two of college, I would never be able to tell someone if I admired them. I blamed it on my lack of experience, but honestly? It was because I was convinced that they would be repulsed by the idea, and that they would end up pushing me away and shunning me. But I realized that I've changed. That I've almost reached the point where the idea of telling someone that I admire them in some way really doesn't scare me anymore. And, besides that, that I don't have to cling quite so tightly to the people who mean the most to me, because I feel like they're not so rare and far between anymore.

For the first time in my life, I feel like an adult.
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I spot a Duck Hunt reference, too [Sep. 22nd, 2009|09:53 pm]
[Music |Passion Pit - To Kingdom Come]

I hate you, Gaia. I really hate you.

You're not allowed to release so much DO WANT in one RIG. That's not fair!

Oh christ, Metroid hat. METROID HAT. I DON'T CARE IF IT'S A PARODY I WANT A METROID HAT ;A; Also, I expect disaster from releasing an item that allows Gaians to dress up as Pyramid Head.

Long story short, I wish I had moar moneys so I could spend it on the internets.
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(no subject) [Sep. 20th, 2009|07:15 pm]
[Mood | hopeful]

Good things are happening, I think. I should be able to keep on top of both my Twitter and my Facebook now, given I can send a text to update my Twitter and have it automagically update my Facebook status as well. It's killing two birds with one phone!

And also, a friend on Gaia gave me his keys to Photoshop 7.0, since he never uses it anymore and still has some downloads left. I now have Photoshop on my computer. I repeat, I now have Photoshop on my computer. Time to figure out what Photoshop can do that GIMP can't.

In the meantime, let's see if I can't set up that Lunar 2 moodtheme I always wanted, ne?
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And now for a rant no one is going to care about [Sep. 19th, 2009|09:08 pm]
[Mood | bitchy]
[Music |Reel Big Fish - Hungry Like The Wolf]

Related to my last entry in terms of "goddamn it Facebook I hate you for wasting my time like this." This is why I specifically hate most Facebook games and will probably end up leaving them in frustration sooner or later.

Because most of them are gardening games. And while there are some aspects of gardening games that are extremely fun and addictive, there are also ones that are just inexcusably frustrating and contradictory to the object of a successful gardening game.

Okay, okay. First, let me explain my terminology here, because by "gardening game" I don't mean a game where you grow plants. Though some of them are literally about gardening. What I mean by a gardening game is one that requires you to wait a period of time between major actions to make any progress. It is a game where you invest some time and energy, but more patience than anything else. These are the games that want you to check back every day, and gives you rewards and incentives to do such. A good example of this sort of game, including its best and worst qualities, would be Animal Crossing. You've played Animal Crossing, right?

Some of them are quite successful games, and I would recommend them. But there are some pitfalls they often fall into.

First off, one is your starting 'seed packet', the materials you're given to start off in the game. Now, sometimes, they'll give you a nice and hefty amount of 'seeds', enough to get started in the game and also plenty of ways to get more if you really want to invest some time and energy into it.

But many of them, particularly the ones on Facebook? Not so much. You'll get some half-decent goodies, a bit of pocket change, and some way to scrape up a little more cash. You feel pretty good... until you check out the items for sale in the game, and realize just how far the gap is between your inventory and the good items. Forget the luxury items, I'm just talking about the good items.

Your options come down to: A. Expect to wait five years before you have anything you want, B. Invest hours upon hours every day into that one game for a month straight, C. Invite everyone you know to join, becoming a free advertising agent for the game, or D. Pay them money. Not in-game money, but real-life money. Because why spend that five bucks on a nice sandwich when you could get an imaginary car for it?

As a side note? I don't frown on games offering in-game incentives for inviting friends to join or paying them money. I'd be a hypocrite to suggest that it was a bad thing, given that I have bought stuff on Gaia in the past. They gotta spread the word and pay for the servers somehow, and it makes sense for them to be generous to those who support them. But games should also reward effort and loyalty. Otherwise, you're not offering them any good reason to play it. And if your players have to invest months of hard work to get the equivalent of five bucks? That's just plain insulting.

But everyone on the internet complains about paying real money for anything. Yeah, I know, boohoo, crai moar you broke college student. But this is not the only thing that pisses me off about gardening game. In fact, this is only a mild irritation compared to the terrible, skin-damaging rash in inappropriate places that I have gotten thanks to gardening games. No, you know what really pisses me off about them?

Weed-tending.

See, the idea behind any good gardening game is to give you a reason to check back regularly over time, thus cultivating a lasting interest in the game. Reward them for daily logins, offer them new bonuses each day, give bigger rewards for keeping up with it every day. Like a real garden, if they care for it a bit every day, they will reap a great harvest.

But then they add 'weeds'. Rather than just giving you incentives for playing it regularly, they also give you disincentives for forgetting about it. You'll not only come back to find literal weeds, but to find that your pets starving, there's garbage all over your floor and a hobo moved into your broom closet that you can't seem to get rid of. The idea here is to prey on your OCD tendencies and make you check back as often as they demand, rather than as often as works for your schedule, just to avoid your 'garden' getting overrun by these 'weeds'.

As anyone who used to play Animal Crossing but doesn't anymore can tell you, these are a double-edge sword. Just as they encourage people who are playing the game to keep with it regularly, they discourage people who forgot about the game from picking it up again, even if they remember it. Because it's a pain in the ass to tend to all the weeds that piled up! At some point, you might as well just let the weeds have it, and go start a new garden from scratch, rather than salvage your former glory garden.

Look, game developers of the world, look at what you're making. Your garden-tending game is not a literal garden. You don't have to include weeds, do you? Really, these games need to offer more incentives for playing, and less disincentives for forgetting. Because at this point, I'm just about ready to take a woodchipper to the whole damn thing and replace it with some good ol' fashioned grass.

... I'm just going to pretend that last metaphor made sense.

Now, here, on a completely unrelated note, have one of my favorite AMVs.
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(no subject) [Sep. 19th, 2009|06:43 pm]
[Mood | cold]

I hate my friends so much.

So since I've been catching up on all the sites I used to be into, I decided I'd spend a little time yesterday catching up with Facebook, since my sisters mentioned some fun stuff on it and people have been looking for me there and so on and so forth.

...

I stayed up until 6 AM and I still didn't manage to get through all the invites and requests that had piled up on Facebook. Seriously, this is like trying to mow through a cornfield with one of those little pink razors.

I guess I should feel glad people thought about me so much, though.

Now back to making myself the mafia princess of Facebook.
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NOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOO [Sep. 18th, 2009|11:20 pm]
[Mood | NOOOOOOOO]

cartoon network will be changing their name to cartoon network real this summer as they clear most of their prime-time slots for live action teen reality shows.

MY CHILDHOOD NOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOO

WHAT THE FUCK CABLE TELEVISION. HAVE WE LEARNED NOTHING FROM MTV?! STICK TO YOUR ROOTS! YOUR ROOTS!
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Mamma mia, here I go again... [Sep. 16th, 2009|10:00 am]
[Mood | bitchy]
[Music |ABBA - Gimmie Gimmie Gimmie (A Man After Midnight)]

The city of Boston is running three minutes fast.

I am dead serious about this.

It is 10 AM now. This is according to my computer clock, as well as my cellphone clock and alarm clock which both get their times from a broadcast signal. They are what I consider to be on time.

Three minutes prior to it reaching 10 on these clocks, the 10 o'clock bells rang at Emmanuel. At 9:57.

At 8:59 AM, when I arrived at the last minute for breakfast at Bartol Hall, I saw two clocks, one on either side of the dining hall. One was right on 8:59, one was around 9:02. In the same dining hall. Not that this mattered, because the cashier took three minutes to notice that I was there and then had the nerve to point out that they close at 9 AM. If I could get there faster, lady, I would.

At 8:05 AM, when I arrived an admitted five minutes late for class, the clock read 8:08. My professor gave me a very hard time for being late, despite the fact that I am Italian, she is Italian, the class is Italian and Italians have a reputation for always being late.

The city of Boston is running three minutes fast. And yet, so far, everyone has been treating me like I'm three minutes behind. Three minutes I can't afford because I'm so notoriously late anyway.

This either needs to be fixed or we need to abolish clocks altogether.
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Too much candy gonna rot your soul [Sep. 14th, 2009|01:04 am]
[Music |Mika - Lollipop]

September's been rough for me in the health department so far. Last weekend it was an upset stomach. This weekend... I'll spare you the TMI and just say "girly problems". Hopefully this trend isn't going to continue, because if I end up catching swine flu before the month is out, I'll be pissed.

I thought a little chocolate would help my mood at least. But a few Hershey Kisses later, and all I have is a slight headache. I think my diet needs more vitamins and veggies and other good things that begin with V.

Still have that creative itch, but it's been taking a back seat to some TLC. I'm not just being lazy, I swear! I tried editing and posting the first chapter of Trio, but decided I really wasn't in the best state to be editing my crap and putting it on public display. Especially not crap from almost three years ago, now. I also did some sketches for Liminal Point, because part of me is dead-set on doing this one in comic format, but I really need some drawing practice. Some of these poses and proportions are just embarrassingly bad.

And let's not even mention music. I miss doing music composition, but I'll never be able to write music again without comparing my work to Jaws's. And he's so much better than I am at music that I feel ashamed to even say I write music anymore.

Have been brainstorming some ideas for new icons. Because I've got some slots to fill, yet for some reason I feel weird about using icons other people have made. Besides that, coloring and editing images is something I find a lot of fun.

Whatever. I'll get something done sooner or later. I'm still an ahteest at heart and nothing is going to change that!

On another note, I've been getting back into Gaia. Not the roleplaying section, mind you, because I've accepted that even if there are a few cool roleplayers on Gaia, few are worth putting up with all the bullshit you have to wade through to find them. I'm thankful I did it before, because if I hadn't, I never would've met Jaws. And, well, I guess some of the horror stories I have to tell are kind of cool. But most of the rest of that BS... never again.

But the MMO is still pretty fun. Maybe even more fun than it was before, now that you can just suppress your CL and go screw around in the low-level areas. And based on the community response, I'd say that some people missed me. Really awesome people, at that. Seriously, for all the idiots and dramawhores on Gaia, those few friends you make really make it seem worthwhile.

Also: I learned from my grandmother today that she's been going out of her way to help save monarch butterflies. Apparently if you leave them outside they only have a 2% survival rate, but if you bring them inside and raise them from egg to butterfly, they have a 98% survival rate. She's helped about seventy butterflies this way already. How cool is that?
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You've seen the difference and it's getting better all the time [Sep. 9th, 2009|09:10 am]
[Mood | peaceful]
[Music | Modern English - I Melt With You]

Woke up a half hour before my 8 AM class, as opposed to ten minutes. I might finally have figured out this "waking up" business. Only took me twenty years, I guess. I'm still staying up too late, but I think I'm getting a bit better at that, too.

Slowly learning to face my fears, too. I was able to post on Gaia for the first time in months, despite being ashamed to show my face around there because I had to drop out of mod training due to depression. Getting back in touch with some friends, getting back into old routines... but not at the expense of new ones, I hope.

I want to say that I'm finally starting to get my life back on track, but I'm not sure if I should. Every time I've thought I was getting better in the past, I ended falling back into my old habits. So rather than jinx it, I'm just going to cross my fingers and hope for the best.

I think my creative spark is coming back. I'm thinking of making some use of it this weekend. But where to start? What do you think, guys? Drawing, writing, or should I try my hand at animation or music composition again?
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A small victory [Sep. 8th, 2009|10:02 am]
[Mood | hopeful]

Ever since I've come back to college, I've sort of been in a "let's see if an old Pie can learn new tricks" mood.

So rather than staying in bed until the last possible minute and ending up late for class, as I have been known to do due to my night owl habits, I decided to see if it was possible for me to get up an hour early.

And here I am, up an entire hour before class.

There might be hope for me yet.
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