... down with the ice vein; angel misguided...
wow. since i started leaving more comments on deviantart, people have been -really- nice to me... two people offered to draw me something. if i knew that that would happen, i would have started leaving more comments ages ago. mrr, but one thing's for sure... i've been following up on my promise to leave more comments on stuff that the deviants i watch post.
daniel's birthday was on tuesday. i kinda feel bad for forgetting. i promised i'd make him a mixed cd, seeing as he doesn't have a cd burner. i dunno, but i kinda feel sorry for him. not many of his friends remembered his birthday, and from what i heard, his birthday sucks. now -that- sounds familiar. all of my birthdays suck, too... mostly because it happens in the summer, and not a whole lot of people care to remember my birthday, either.
at least, by talking to daniel, i know now who some of the merchants of the school's black market are and what they specialize in.
the sb outing on wednesday was fucking exhausting. i bearly knew what to do in all of the sessions, but at least it got pulled off somewhat decently. kids apparently -still- love to ask me about my key, my piercing and my collar [ where's that key to? did that piercing hurt? where did you get that necklace/[insert random dumb name for my collar here]? and other annoying and pointless questions ]. i used to get bothered by the questions, but now i just like to screw with their minds, just a little bit.
the first session was a wak lession about stars and constellations. when we entered the room, a kid ran by us, hid under the table and began screaming. i've never seen anything like it in my life. after having the appropriate school administration deal with that, we had the kids make an orion constellation with file folders, packing peanuts, and string. it really didn't look all that attractive, and a -lot- of kids got their strings tangled, so that didn't work out well. oh, and surprize, surprize, we didn't have time for the second activity. but that was fine with me, because it involved making onna those fortune-teller-type things, only with random constellations. i have -no- clue how to fold one of those, and i'm sure that only jen knew how to make them.
eh, figures... she's the only one into that sort of thing. for a while back before highschool, jen used to be -really- into origami. i know i must've gotten annoying to her, because i think i asked her to fold too many paper cranes for me. there are still hints that she's still into it today, though... take the origami flower that mr. leslie has by his computer. jen made that. she's always been good at things that involve hands; knitting, sewing, crocheting and writing... and so on.
it's amazing how someone asking for you to sign something of theirs can really brighten a day. yay, i feel like a celebrity.
so, silver and her friend brenton showed up sometime during the beginning of the day. i'm not sure, but i think brenton was the guy that silver wanted to hook me up with [ you know, the guy who she said was "so much like me" ]. she make extra sure that we had a formal introduction, and that they spent a lot of their time in the classes that i was in. they wanted to interview me [ see, because silver is in college, and this was an activity for something having to do with a radio programme ], but i had to turn them down because i was moving boxes back and forth. i don't know what silver is up to, and i'm not sure that i even want to know.
with that girl, it's -very- hard to tell. either way, i think i kinda impressed him a little bit during the end of second session. brian asked if he could try my hat on, and made several attempts to grab it off of my head. i muttered something along the lines of, "look, pal... i'm -so- close to kicking you in the balls. -don't- push it ].
"wow. i think i -really- like her," was what i heard brenton say after i had made the threat. not knowing what to make of that, i blushed slightly. that's not the first time something like that happened. a while back, i made a joking death threat to sarah [ "i'm going to kill you... i know where you live, and i will track you down, and beat you in front of your mother" ], and kyle said "wow. i love her," afterwards.
who knew guys liked my attitude? go figure. trust me, my bark is -much- worse than my bite.
second session was a breeze. all we had to do was one demo [ where -i- had to comb my hair, and put the comb in a plate of pepper and salt. the pepper was drawn to the comb, whilest the salt just sat there ], and then for the rest of the time, let the kids experiment with baloons and static electricity. there were only three baloon breaks, and that's pretty good for a grade three class.
noon-hour was the best, though. i spent most of it alone, on the gym's stage. i curled up on a gym mat; the head of it was elevated by a springboard. it was so fucking comfortable... much better than my bed, at least; i almost didn't want to get up. the stage had a cd player, and as luck would have it, i brought my one and only saliva cd at the time. jill joined me half-way through the hour and then a teacher randomly gave us some leftover pizza from the cafeteria. gina randomly came in and asked if she could have some pizza [ although, she had her own lunch, but neither did jill or i ]. we, of course, said no... but she took some anyway. there were four pieces when the teacher gave it to us. jill and i had one piece, gina took one. with the last one, jill divided it into two, but gina grabbed the half that jill laid down for -me-. then, gina left after the pizza was gone, with not as much as a "thankyou". bah, ungreatful bitch.
the last session sucked. we had to discuss seasons, and then we broke up into groups. jill and i got this really retarded group of kids. we had styofoam cups, we filled them with soil, put grass seeds on the soil, and buried the seeds. one kid kept spilling his soil all over himself and the carpet.
i thought jill's plan for the rest of the year was neat and worth a try; avoid arguements for the next three months, and attach -good- memories to high school... make ammends, and end arguements before they begin. i tried that on the only person i don't like; sarah.
rar. now, i think i've -completely- given up on sarah. i -tried- being nice to her. on monday, i saw her crying because kyle told her off, and she found out that she was failing -three- courses. this was especially hard on her because she was -supposed- to graduate last year, but failed four of the six courses she was taking. not wanting her to spend anymore time than she has to in that school, i immediately grabbed some of my work, and gave it to her to copy and pass in. see, mr. selig gave sarah the option of handing in all of the missed assignments to make up for what she literally threw away.
this is all -very- retarded because she had her prom plans, safegrad plans, and graduation plans all laid out, and she fucking ignored her school work. if she paid just as much attention to her school work as she did that stupid prom, maybe she wouldn't have to be here, this year. sarah really is -not- responcible at all, and she probably didn't deserve the second-chance i handed to her... but being committed to the same dealie that jill had proposed, i had to do something to help her.
so, that's all fine and good; i did a good deed, and i felt quite good about myself for helping sarah, dispite my hate on for her... but here's the kicker; after the gaspereau sb trip, sarah took off with jen and jessica and talked to them, whilest jill and i sat at the table. jen joined us later on, and had something quite interesting to say to me, regarding sarah. from what jen tells me, sarah said a -lot- of nasty, untrue shit about me. jen asked sarah to stop, and she didn't, so she left her behind, and that's when she came to jill and i. sarah, of course, denies -all- of it... but of course, i have reason to take my own sister's words over sarah's.
yes, sarah. you're -very- fucking welcome. i hope you fail.
how dare that two-faced backstabbing bitch do this to me~? i help her, knowing fully well that i should have let her take the fall for her own actions, and what do i get for my efforts~? backstabbed. well, fuck this. i give up on sarah. i give up on -trying- to be nice and friendly to her, and i give up on caring about whether she passes or fails. she can stay in horton for ten additional years for all i care. oh, and jill was backstabbed, too. she was -trying- to be nice to sarah too, and she was also bad-mouthed by sarah. i honestly don't get it. we've been as nice as we can to that bitch, and she just goes and does this. i don't know whether i should have expected this or not.
eh, either way, i managed to nab the saliva album i originally wanted after school. the only problem with it is that i can't play it on the computer because it's an enhanced cd, and it contains a demo of warcraft III. i might give the game a try if i ever feel inclined to do so. i'm not much of a gamer, though. i'm sure jen will have more interest in it than i will.
i also got myself a box of black hairdye [ the final total for it was $6.66... now tell me that that isn't ironic~ ]. the colour has a blue-ish tint to it... so if i use the dye, i'll probably end up looking like some freaky anime character. i'm going to get something a little less permanent -before- i go through with the actual thing, because i'm having second thoughts about it. thus far, two people support it, two don't.
i think i should have skipped thursday. on thursday, i only had two classes, and in both of them, i didn't do anything productive. in biology, i the class continued a set of labs that i did last year. deana showed up at the table at recess, crying. she asked me if i could stay with her because she needed someone to talk to. being as work-oriented as i am, had to check the global history schedule because if it was a lecture, i couldn't miss class. it turned out that it'd be a work class. i offered to be in the computer lab [ because even though i -really- wanted to help deana, i didn't want to be marked absent for that class ]. deana, really didn't want to move away from the table, so she got amanda to stay with her. i felt really bad that i kinda pushed her aside for global history class. again, it was a work period, so i really didn't have anything to do for the class, i worked on sketching a few things for my flash movie. after class, i scanned the pics, and then walked home, since my last two classes were free periods. it was fucking cold.
i love walking home on day five. it takes me an hour to walk from the school, to my house. as much as i love it, i had to give it up over the winter, because of obvious reasons... that, and the people who like to jokingly swerve in my direction when there wasn't ice on the road kinda frightened me.
meh, i've been working -a lot- on my crs flash assignment. since i'm doing all of the images in a handdraw/scan/colour/edit fashion, as opposed to vector graphics [ which, i have no freekin' clue how to use ], this will take me a while to animate. as of now, i have all images completed [ with the exception of last panel sithy~ ], and i'm just putting them together, so it'll look more organized.
making flash movies is a long and tedious process. i got frustrated -a lot-. i noticed that when i got frustrated, i got up and walked around a little bit, 'till i stopped freaking out about the snags i ran into and the mistakes i was making. i can imagine that i got really annoying on several occasions. things got a lot easier for me when i realized that i could reuse "talk" frames from one dialogue to the next.
even in planning, i have all requirements, plus the bonuses:
basic requirements:
->flash/fireworks-created images:
check. i got away in fireworks with working with photoshop instead of fireworks, so i can get away with it again, this time. at this point in time, all images are coloured, edited and ready for the animation.
->imported images, converted to symbols:
check... sorta. only a few of the images are converted into symbols, and i'm much too far into the movie to go back and convert them. i will, however, convert the fade in/fade out shapes into symbols.
->library containing all used elements:
check. bah, that one should've gone without saying. using the library is just common sense... i mean, why bother importing an image -every- time you need it~? during the tutorials, the instructions commanded the user to overuse the library... so, yea. i don't think mr. richards had to list this as a requirement.
->folder containing all rough files:
check. holy jesus, am i ever gonna abuse this one. i have several hundred versions of each sheet of objects [ including their rough, sketchy forms ], and i'll be damned if every single file doensn't go in there; including the huge .psd files i had to create to colour the images.
->motion tweening & manual animation [ 20 frames, minimum ]:
check. like, duh~ this is going to be way too easy... seeing as i have to used both to make my movie. i'll have more than twenty frames, with the fade-in alone. i wouldn't be surprized if my animation ends up being over one-hundred frames in length.
->shape tweening:
check. mrlkitty's arms will need to be rotated, in order for her to fufill sithy's first request.
->manipulation of text:
check. since i'm not going to have voices [ because of my lack of microphone and lack of females willing to record and lend their voices to me ], text is my only other communication outlet between the two characters in this movie.
->rulers:
check. of course, i'm going to need rulers to ensure the animation is as smooth and as accurate as it can possibly be. of course, i've already abused the rulers because i'm a perfectionist.
->at least six layers, including a guide layer:
check. hell yea~ each character has it's own layer. the couch is a layer, the background is another layer, the fade in/out is it's own layer, the censored scene has it's own layer, the speech bubbles and mouths go on their own separate layers, too. this makes ten layers in total.
->fading:
check. like most good flash movies, my movie has a three-second fade-in, and a three-second fade out. it took me the longest time to figure out because it's not something that the tutorial teaches you. i'm not sure if this really should have been a requirement, because i had to do some tutorial searching to figure out how to do it.
bonus:
->use of sound:
check... maybe. although i don't have voices, i will use sound. i'll use sound for the buttons and for the "censored" scene where mrlkitty beats up sithy. it all depends on what i can find.
->action scripting:
check. the buttons and animation stops need action scripting.
->interactivity:
check. instead of it flowing like a normal movie, the characters will be using speech bubbles to communicate. each speech bubble will have a button to click to proceed to the next dialogue. i hope that that's what mr. richards meant by interactivity.
->buttons:
check. yep. see above for how it'll work.
thursday, friday and saturday were reserved for working with the images. the sithy sheet background/foreground sheet was way beyond easy to do. the mrlkitty sheet is becoming such a pain in the ass to do; i've had to redo the arms on that motherfucker -three- times, already. i can hardly wait to see how this turns out. the movie, thus far, is about 1.15 megabytes in size. what happens, thus far is the fade in, sithy's sigh, right up to the point where mrlkitty's expression changes after sithy asks mrlkitty to jump up and down really fast.
monday is when it all comes together, and gets completed... now that the first three panels have been completed, it shouldn't be long until it's all done.
ø¤º°`°º¤ø,¸¸,MRL_Kitty,¸¸,ø¤º°`°º¤ø
daniel's birthday was on tuesday. i kinda feel bad for forgetting. i promised i'd make him a mixed cd, seeing as he doesn't have a cd burner. i dunno, but i kinda feel sorry for him. not many of his friends remembered his birthday, and from what i heard, his birthday sucks. now -that- sounds familiar. all of my birthdays suck, too... mostly because it happens in the summer, and not a whole lot of people care to remember my birthday, either.
at least, by talking to daniel, i know now who some of the merchants of the school's black market are and what they specialize in.
the sb outing on wednesday was fucking exhausting. i bearly knew what to do in all of the sessions, but at least it got pulled off somewhat decently. kids apparently -still- love to ask me about my key, my piercing and my collar [ where's that key to? did that piercing hurt? where did you get that necklace/[insert random dumb name for my collar here]? and other annoying and pointless questions ]. i used to get bothered by the questions, but now i just like to screw with their minds, just a little bit.
the first session was a wak lession about stars and constellations. when we entered the room, a kid ran by us, hid under the table and began screaming. i've never seen anything like it in my life. after having the appropriate school administration deal with that, we had the kids make an orion constellation with file folders, packing peanuts, and string. it really didn't look all that attractive, and a -lot- of kids got their strings tangled, so that didn't work out well. oh, and surprize, surprize, we didn't have time for the second activity. but that was fine with me, because it involved making onna those fortune-teller-type things, only with random constellations. i have -no- clue how to fold one of those, and i'm sure that only jen knew how to make them.
eh, figures... she's the only one into that sort of thing. for a while back before highschool, jen used to be -really- into origami. i know i must've gotten annoying to her, because i think i asked her to fold too many paper cranes for me. there are still hints that she's still into it today, though... take the origami flower that mr. leslie has by his computer. jen made that. she's always been good at things that involve hands; knitting, sewing, crocheting and writing... and so on.
it's amazing how someone asking for you to sign something of theirs can really brighten a day. yay, i feel like a celebrity.
so, silver and her friend brenton showed up sometime during the beginning of the day. i'm not sure, but i think brenton was the guy that silver wanted to hook me up with [ you know, the guy who she said was "so much like me" ]. she make extra sure that we had a formal introduction, and that they spent a lot of their time in the classes that i was in. they wanted to interview me [ see, because silver is in college, and this was an activity for something having to do with a radio programme ], but i had to turn them down because i was moving boxes back and forth. i don't know what silver is up to, and i'm not sure that i even want to know.
with that girl, it's -very- hard to tell. either way, i think i kinda impressed him a little bit during the end of second session. brian asked if he could try my hat on, and made several attempts to grab it off of my head. i muttered something along the lines of, "look, pal... i'm -so- close to kicking you in the balls. -don't- push it ].
"wow. i think i -really- like her," was what i heard brenton say after i had made the threat. not knowing what to make of that, i blushed slightly. that's not the first time something like that happened. a while back, i made a joking death threat to sarah [ "i'm going to kill you... i know where you live, and i will track you down, and beat you in front of your mother" ], and kyle said "wow. i love her," afterwards.
who knew guys liked my attitude? go figure. trust me, my bark is -much- worse than my bite.
second session was a breeze. all we had to do was one demo [ where -i- had to comb my hair, and put the comb in a plate of pepper and salt. the pepper was drawn to the comb, whilest the salt just sat there ], and then for the rest of the time, let the kids experiment with baloons and static electricity. there were only three baloon breaks, and that's pretty good for a grade three class.
noon-hour was the best, though. i spent most of it alone, on the gym's stage. i curled up on a gym mat; the head of it was elevated by a springboard. it was so fucking comfortable... much better than my bed, at least; i almost didn't want to get up. the stage had a cd player, and as luck would have it, i brought my one and only saliva cd at the time. jill joined me half-way through the hour and then a teacher randomly gave us some leftover pizza from the cafeteria. gina randomly came in and asked if she could have some pizza [ although, she had her own lunch, but neither did jill or i ]. we, of course, said no... but she took some anyway. there were four pieces when the teacher gave it to us. jill and i had one piece, gina took one. with the last one, jill divided it into two, but gina grabbed the half that jill laid down for -me-. then, gina left after the pizza was gone, with not as much as a "thankyou". bah, ungreatful bitch.
the last session sucked. we had to discuss seasons, and then we broke up into groups. jill and i got this really retarded group of kids. we had styofoam cups, we filled them with soil, put grass seeds on the soil, and buried the seeds. one kid kept spilling his soil all over himself and the carpet.
i thought jill's plan for the rest of the year was neat and worth a try; avoid arguements for the next three months, and attach -good- memories to high school... make ammends, and end arguements before they begin. i tried that on the only person i don't like; sarah.
rar. now, i think i've -completely- given up on sarah. i -tried- being nice to her. on monday, i saw her crying because kyle told her off, and she found out that she was failing -three- courses. this was especially hard on her because she was -supposed- to graduate last year, but failed four of the six courses she was taking. not wanting her to spend anymore time than she has to in that school, i immediately grabbed some of my work, and gave it to her to copy and pass in. see, mr. selig gave sarah the option of handing in all of the missed assignments to make up for what she literally threw away.
this is all -very- retarded because she had her prom plans, safegrad plans, and graduation plans all laid out, and she fucking ignored her school work. if she paid just as much attention to her school work as she did that stupid prom, maybe she wouldn't have to be here, this year. sarah really is -not- responcible at all, and she probably didn't deserve the second-chance i handed to her... but being committed to the same dealie that jill had proposed, i had to do something to help her.
so, that's all fine and good; i did a good deed, and i felt quite good about myself for helping sarah, dispite my hate on for her... but here's the kicker; after the gaspereau sb trip, sarah took off with jen and jessica and talked to them, whilest jill and i sat at the table. jen joined us later on, and had something quite interesting to say to me, regarding sarah. from what jen tells me, sarah said a -lot- of nasty, untrue shit about me. jen asked sarah to stop, and she didn't, so she left her behind, and that's when she came to jill and i. sarah, of course, denies -all- of it... but of course, i have reason to take my own sister's words over sarah's.
yes, sarah. you're -very- fucking welcome. i hope you fail.
how dare that two-faced backstabbing bitch do this to me~? i help her, knowing fully well that i should have let her take the fall for her own actions, and what do i get for my efforts~? backstabbed. well, fuck this. i give up on sarah. i give up on -trying- to be nice and friendly to her, and i give up on caring about whether she passes or fails. she can stay in horton for ten additional years for all i care. oh, and jill was backstabbed, too. she was -trying- to be nice to sarah too, and she was also bad-mouthed by sarah. i honestly don't get it. we've been as nice as we can to that bitch, and she just goes and does this. i don't know whether i should have expected this or not.
eh, either way, i managed to nab the saliva album i originally wanted after school. the only problem with it is that i can't play it on the computer because it's an enhanced cd, and it contains a demo of warcraft III. i might give the game a try if i ever feel inclined to do so. i'm not much of a gamer, though. i'm sure jen will have more interest in it than i will.
i also got myself a box of black hairdye [ the final total for it was $6.66... now tell me that that isn't ironic~ ]. the colour has a blue-ish tint to it... so if i use the dye, i'll probably end up looking like some freaky anime character. i'm going to get something a little less permanent -before- i go through with the actual thing, because i'm having second thoughts about it. thus far, two people support it, two don't.
i think i should have skipped thursday. on thursday, i only had two classes, and in both of them, i didn't do anything productive. in biology, i the class continued a set of labs that i did last year. deana showed up at the table at recess, crying. she asked me if i could stay with her because she needed someone to talk to. being as work-oriented as i am, had to check the global history schedule because if it was a lecture, i couldn't miss class. it turned out that it'd be a work class. i offered to be in the computer lab [ because even though i -really- wanted to help deana, i didn't want to be marked absent for that class ]. deana, really didn't want to move away from the table, so she got amanda to stay with her. i felt really bad that i kinda pushed her aside for global history class. again, it was a work period, so i really didn't have anything to do for the class, i worked on sketching a few things for my flash movie. after class, i scanned the pics, and then walked home, since my last two classes were free periods. it was fucking cold.
i love walking home on day five. it takes me an hour to walk from the school, to my house. as much as i love it, i had to give it up over the winter, because of obvious reasons... that, and the people who like to jokingly swerve in my direction when there wasn't ice on the road kinda frightened me.
meh, i've been working -a lot- on my crs flash assignment. since i'm doing all of the images in a handdraw/scan/colour/edit fashion, as opposed to vector graphics [ which, i have no freekin' clue how to use ], this will take me a while to animate. as of now, i have all images completed [ with the exception of last panel sithy~ ], and i'm just putting them together, so it'll look more organized.
making flash movies is a long and tedious process. i got frustrated -a lot-. i noticed that when i got frustrated, i got up and walked around a little bit, 'till i stopped freaking out about the snags i ran into and the mistakes i was making. i can imagine that i got really annoying on several occasions. things got a lot easier for me when i realized that i could reuse "talk" frames from one dialogue to the next.
even in planning, i have all requirements, plus the bonuses:
basic requirements:
->flash/fireworks-created images:
check. i got away in fireworks with working with photoshop instead of fireworks, so i can get away with it again, this time. at this point in time, all images are coloured, edited and ready for the animation.
->imported images, converted to symbols:
check... sorta. only a few of the images are converted into symbols, and i'm much too far into the movie to go back and convert them. i will, however, convert the fade in/fade out shapes into symbols.
->library containing all used elements:
check. bah, that one should've gone without saying. using the library is just common sense... i mean, why bother importing an image -every- time you need it~? during the tutorials, the instructions commanded the user to overuse the library... so, yea. i don't think mr. richards had to list this as a requirement.
->folder containing all rough files:
check. holy jesus, am i ever gonna abuse this one. i have several hundred versions of each sheet of objects [ including their rough, sketchy forms ], and i'll be damned if every single file doensn't go in there; including the huge .psd files i had to create to colour the images.
->motion tweening & manual animation [ 20 frames, minimum ]:
check. like, duh~ this is going to be way too easy... seeing as i have to used both to make my movie. i'll have more than twenty frames, with the fade-in alone. i wouldn't be surprized if my animation ends up being over one-hundred frames in length.
->shape tweening:
check. mrlkitty's arms will need to be rotated, in order for her to fufill sithy's first request.
->manipulation of text:
check. since i'm not going to have voices [ because of my lack of microphone and lack of females willing to record and lend their voices to me ], text is my only other communication outlet between the two characters in this movie.
->rulers:
check. of course, i'm going to need rulers to ensure the animation is as smooth and as accurate as it can possibly be. of course, i've already abused the rulers because i'm a perfectionist.
->at least six layers, including a guide layer:
check. hell yea~ each character has it's own layer. the couch is a layer, the background is another layer, the fade in/out is it's own layer, the censored scene has it's own layer, the speech bubbles and mouths go on their own separate layers, too. this makes ten layers in total.
->fading:
check. like most good flash movies, my movie has a three-second fade-in, and a three-second fade out. it took me the longest time to figure out because it's not something that the tutorial teaches you. i'm not sure if this really should have been a requirement, because i had to do some tutorial searching to figure out how to do it.
bonus:
->use of sound:
check... maybe. although i don't have voices, i will use sound. i'll use sound for the buttons and for the "censored" scene where mrlkitty beats up sithy. it all depends on what i can find.
->action scripting:
check. the buttons and animation stops need action scripting.
->interactivity:
check. instead of it flowing like a normal movie, the characters will be using speech bubbles to communicate. each speech bubble will have a button to click to proceed to the next dialogue. i hope that that's what mr. richards meant by interactivity.
->buttons:
check. yep. see above for how it'll work.
thursday, friday and saturday were reserved for working with the images. the sithy sheet background/foreground sheet was way beyond easy to do. the mrlkitty sheet is becoming such a pain in the ass to do; i've had to redo the arms on that motherfucker -three- times, already. i can hardly wait to see how this turns out. the movie, thus far, is about 1.15 megabytes in size. what happens, thus far is the fade in, sithy's sigh, right up to the point where mrlkitty's expression changes after sithy asks mrlkitty to jump up and down really fast.
monday is when it all comes together, and gets completed... now that the first three panels have been completed, it shouldn't be long until it's all done.
ø¤º°`°º¤ø,¸¸,MRL_Kitty,¸¸,ø¤º°`°º¤ø