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I started out this morning with a steadfast determination to not sleep in pathetically past 1:00, and it worked out for a few hours. I got up at 8:30 and finished coloring my fuzzy poster, which I must say I am not completely satisfied by my own choices of color on, and for some absurd reason thought I could get away with lying in bed and listening to my new Velvet Revolver cd...it didn't work out, and I ended up sleeping until 2:00. Which would have been just in time for Passions, were it on during the weekend. Which it isn't.
I attempted once more to enjoy my new purchase of the first Final Fantasy for PS2 and was met with no success, same as yesterday. I have never been so let down by a video game. Maybe I haven't given it enough of a chance to get into the game, but the fact that I have to sit through half an hour's worth of doing nothing, watching things happen in cool-looking graphics that make NO sense whatsoever, really turns me off of wanting to find out. I was expecting, from the hype of it and the exceptionally appealing graphics, to be drawn into a long game of fantasy ACTION. But no, I might as well have popped in a dvd and sat down to watch it. There's no interaction whatsoever. I'm going to return it. Hopefully they accept returns on pre-played games.
So I played Mortal Kombat for the next hour and a half, and thinking that, since I've gotten too good at it for one-player mode, maybe Mortal Kombat II would present more of a challenge. Well, it did, to the extent which I drew the conclusion that it's a physical impossibility to get anywhere in that game. I need to stop talking about video games now. I...AM...NERD...
I went to Waterfire tonight with Caitlin and Becca and it was as usual extremely pleasing to the senses. And now my hair smells like campfire. Then we got stuck in the parking garage for over an hour and watched these two guys in different cars make fools of themselves, beeping their horns in rhythm, break dancing, calling each other and talking loudly even though they were 10 feet away from each other. It was pretty cool though, this one kid raised his eyebrows (each one individually) in tune to him beeping his horn. I wish I had that kind of control over my eyebrows. And then I sweated to death on the highway as Lizzie fell asleep on my shoulder, and I on hers, and I vaguely remember Raeleen saying something about us looking like puppies.
And now I am home updating my journal profusely. And my mom still isn't home :( COME HOME MOMMA, COME HOOOOOOOME!
I attempted once more to enjoy my new purchase of the first Final Fantasy for PS2 and was met with no success, same as yesterday. I have never been so let down by a video game. Maybe I haven't given it enough of a chance to get into the game, but the fact that I have to sit through half an hour's worth of doing nothing, watching things happen in cool-looking graphics that make NO sense whatsoever, really turns me off of wanting to find out. I was expecting, from the hype of it and the exceptionally appealing graphics, to be drawn into a long game of fantasy ACTION. But no, I might as well have popped in a dvd and sat down to watch it. There's no interaction whatsoever. I'm going to return it. Hopefully they accept returns on pre-played games.
So I played Mortal Kombat for the next hour and a half, and thinking that, since I've gotten too good at it for one-player mode, maybe Mortal Kombat II would present more of a challenge. Well, it did, to the extent which I drew the conclusion that it's a physical impossibility to get anywhere in that game. I need to stop talking about video games now. I...AM...NERD...
I went to Waterfire tonight with Caitlin and Becca and it was as usual extremely pleasing to the senses. And now my hair smells like campfire. Then we got stuck in the parking garage for over an hour and watched these two guys in different cars make fools of themselves, beeping their horns in rhythm, break dancing, calling each other and talking loudly even though they were 10 feet away from each other. It was pretty cool though, this one kid raised his eyebrows (each one individually) in tune to him beeping his horn. I wish I had that kind of control over my eyebrows. And then I sweated to death on the highway as Lizzie fell asleep on my shoulder, and I on hers, and I vaguely remember Raeleen saying something about us looking like puppies.
And now I am home updating my journal profusely. And my mom still isn't home :( COME HOME MOMMA, COME HOOOOOOOME!