...let's pretend we don't exsist
and not update for a million eons...
Well... I've had an "interesting" week. of course when I say interesting I mean really monkey crappy but then again I guess that's understandable since agora days are next week. there weren't that many exciting classes this year it makes me sad.
On a totally different note, I bring you:
I don't know whether to be really happy or kinda disappointed. It was either earlier this week or the week before that I discover via a very reliable source some very startling/triumphant news. yes my dear monkeys little An-chan is no longer taking dance.
First let me say that I am incredibly proud of him because I know what it takes to stand up to the Dance Nazi and say no. secondly from what I've heard and from personal experience I think he was totally justified in his actions and can only hope that certain other people will recognize this as well. thirdly, and finally, damn am I going to miss that kid!!
An-chan has been at the studio for what 8 or 9 years? that's almost half of my life and even more for him! I've literally watched him grow up and I'd be lying if I said I wasn't going to miss him like hell. I really hope he'll keep dancing at a different studio because he really is more then talented...
Anyway Congrats to him!!
On a lighter note, I believe I'm becoming a total Soul Caliber addict. Gaaah! stupid out dated system why can't they make spiffy games for you any more!! grrr frustrating...
And so we get to the really weird stuff.
I recently had what I think was my first realistic war dream. Needless to say it was a) very gorey b) creepy not to mention a little disturbing and c) a bit to realistic/vivid for my sanity. I admit that there were "demons" involved with the general plot of the dream but during the actual "battle sequence" it was all guns and dirt. Our battalion or whatever even had a number but I can't remember anything other then it either had a 4 or a 5 in it. (74th? 95th? something like that) The rest of the dream was normal (meaning incredibly trippy) but was really focused on the fact that I'd survived what ever happen in the war part. the fact that I "lived" through that part is also a little odd since I usually die at least once during all my dreams but even more because I was the only one to survive (we got mowed down like nothing) the whatever.
I had one last night but I don't remember it to well. I think it had something to do with ghost or bringing back the dead or something. man wish I could remember better... there was really cool fabric too red and yellow and purple...hmmm...
crap I need to be more productive.
cake would be great right now.
Dii-chan is drooling all over the floor. he probably shouldn't be sleeping right there, someone might step on him...
Well... I've had an "interesting" week. of course when I say interesting I mean really monkey crappy but then again I guess that's understandable since agora days are next week. there weren't that many exciting classes this year it makes me sad.
On a totally different note, I bring you:
I don't know whether to be really happy or kinda disappointed. It was either earlier this week or the week before that I discover via a very reliable source some very startling/triumphant news. yes my dear monkeys little An-chan is no longer taking dance.
First let me say that I am incredibly proud of him because I know what it takes to stand up to the Dance Nazi and say no. secondly from what I've heard and from personal experience I think he was totally justified in his actions and can only hope that certain other people will recognize this as well. thirdly, and finally, damn am I going to miss that kid!!
An-chan has been at the studio for what 8 or 9 years? that's almost half of my life and even more for him! I've literally watched him grow up and I'd be lying if I said I wasn't going to miss him like hell. I really hope he'll keep dancing at a different studio because he really is more then talented...
Anyway Congrats to him!!
On a lighter note, I believe I'm becoming a total Soul Caliber addict. Gaaah! stupid out dated system why can't they make spiffy games for you any more!! grrr frustrating...
And so we get to the really weird stuff.
I recently had what I think was my first realistic war dream. Needless to say it was a) very gorey b) creepy not to mention a little disturbing and c) a bit to realistic/vivid for my sanity. I admit that there were "demons" involved with the general plot of the dream but during the actual "battle sequence" it was all guns and dirt. Our battalion or whatever even had a number but I can't remember anything other then it either had a 4 or a 5 in it. (74th? 95th? something like that) The rest of the dream was normal (meaning incredibly trippy) but was really focused on the fact that I'd survived what ever happen in the war part. the fact that I "lived" through that part is also a little odd since I usually die at least once during all my dreams but even more because I was the only one to survive (we got mowed down like nothing) the whatever.
I had one last night but I don't remember it to well. I think it had something to do with ghost or bringing back the dead or something. man wish I could remember better... there was really cool fabric too red and yellow and purple...hmmm...
crap I need to be more productive.
cake would be great right now.
Dii-chan is drooling all over the floor. he probably shouldn't be sleeping right there, someone might step on him...