sort of a babbly rant
Skip=300 and forty-five minutes. ^^
Life has been pretty decent lately. Final Fantasy XII is new and gorgeous and I'm actually pretty glad that most of the plot development so far is centered on Fran and Ashe. Meanwhile, in the background, random little twitchy things keep happening with Balthier and Vaan, but the game brings up something else so quickly that you sort of forget until it happens again. I'm positive that when I find out what they're about, it'll be very, Oh god, I remember all the clues leading to this! which I'm sure is what they intended.
I love all the characters, even Vaan, because he is such a sweet and totally clueless boy. I like Penelo a lot too, not just because she is one of the most adorable things to ever exist, but because she sort of goes with the flow without it seeming like it's forced. I kind of feel like she's seriously got nothing better to do than keep an eye on Vaan. ^^;
I've been thinking about old friends a bit, and new friends. Please don't start singing the associated Girl Scout song. Some of my old friends whom I held dear, I hardly ever think about anymore. Some of them I still love to death. (I won't name anyone, but if you're reading this journal and I knew you from high school or earlier, you're one of the people I still adore. ♥ )
Back before college, if I loved someone, I loved them. That was it. Now that I'm in college, now that I'm living with people, there are varying degrees and kinds of love. I trust Izzy to take care of me, I always feel comfortable and relaxed when I'm around Charlie, I want to do everything I can to take care of Quin and make sure she's alright, and I know that if I ever need help, or even hint that I need it, Jeff will be there for me.
And I still hold the HGD people close to my heart, although I hardly ever talk to them. ^^; They're what got me through the stress of finishing high school early, working on my theatre project, and moving to a new area where I knew absolutely no one.
I guess this is just to say... I have a lot of love for a lot of people. And little love for some people, even though I feel like I should have some for them. Regardless, there are always those who come first in my mind, which is a hard thing to know since I'd like to treat people generally equally.
For the record, I am very proud of myself and Quin. Our friend James runs an incredible rpg with lots of hints towards future bits, and we rarely figure anything out before something actually happens outright. But Quin and I looked over all the notes from the last session, which was extremely plot-intensive, and were told that we were only missing one thing. (Annoyingly enough, he says it's the one thing that ties all the other stuff together.) But the fact that we got so much makes me very happy.
On that note! I am not a ditz! I act silly and weird but I'm actually pretty intelligent. I may not have been able to figure anything out about James's game while we were playing, for instance, but once we had solid information written down, I did very well with it. I get the feeling sometimes that my friends in college think of me as generally ditzy. I'm irresponsible sometimes, and disorganized, and I have trouble focusing (2/3 of which comes from the depression), but I do think about things, about what I do and where I'm going.
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Life has been pretty decent lately. Final Fantasy XII is new and gorgeous and I'm actually pretty glad that most of the plot development so far is centered on Fran and Ashe. Meanwhile, in the background, random little twitchy things keep happening with Balthier and Vaan, but the game brings up something else so quickly that you sort of forget until it happens again. I'm positive that when I find out what they're about, it'll be very, Oh god, I remember all the clues leading to this! which I'm sure is what they intended.
I love all the characters, even Vaan, because he is such a sweet and totally clueless boy. I like Penelo a lot too, not just because she is one of the most adorable things to ever exist, but because she sort of goes with the flow without it seeming like it's forced. I kind of feel like she's seriously got nothing better to do than keep an eye on Vaan. ^^;
I've been thinking about old friends a bit, and new friends. Please don't start singing the associated Girl Scout song. Some of my old friends whom I held dear, I hardly ever think about anymore. Some of them I still love to death. (I won't name anyone, but if you're reading this journal and I knew you from high school or earlier, you're one of the people I still adore. ♥ )
Back before college, if I loved someone, I loved them. That was it. Now that I'm in college, now that I'm living with people, there are varying degrees and kinds of love. I trust Izzy to take care of me, I always feel comfortable and relaxed when I'm around Charlie, I want to do everything I can to take care of Quin and make sure she's alright, and I know that if I ever need help, or even hint that I need it, Jeff will be there for me.
And I still hold the HGD people close to my heart, although I hardly ever talk to them. ^^; They're what got me through the stress of finishing high school early, working on my theatre project, and moving to a new area where I knew absolutely no one.
I guess this is just to say... I have a lot of love for a lot of people. And little love for some people, even though I feel like I should have some for them. Regardless, there are always those who come first in my mind, which is a hard thing to know since I'd like to treat people generally equally.
For the record, I am very proud of myself and Quin. Our friend James runs an incredible rpg with lots of hints towards future bits, and we rarely figure anything out before something actually happens outright. But Quin and I looked over all the notes from the last session, which was extremely plot-intensive, and were told that we were only missing one thing. (Annoyingly enough, he says it's the one thing that ties all the other stuff together.) But the fact that we got so much makes me very happy.
On that note! I am not a ditz! I act silly and weird but I'm actually pretty intelligent. I may not have been able to figure anything out about James's game while we were playing, for instance, but once we had solid information written down, I did very well with it. I get the feeling sometimes that my friends in college think of me as generally ditzy. I'm irresponsible sometimes, and disorganized, and I have trouble focusing (2/3 of which comes from the depression), but I do think about things, about what I do and where I'm going.
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