1. Girls with Facial Piercings.
Okay, I guess I can deal with nose studs. Fine. They look better on some girls than others, but whatever. The ones that really bugs me are the ones in the cheeks, or the area above or below the lips. I'm actually a fan eyebrow piercings and suchlike, but anything else is just overdone. You look dumb.
2. Stupid People in Lines at Fast Food Restaurants.
Seriously, guys. If I am the first in line and you are the fourth, do not crowd the counter as if you think your food is going to come out ahead of mine, especially if I am standing back a respectful distance. And if they give everyone a number and they call that number when your order is ready, be paying attention, retard.
3. People Who Spell Words with Numbers
l337 is fine. I am all about l337. The following is a list of "words" and phrases that are unacceptable.
Are you ready 4 this weekend?
See you l8r!
I want 2 eat chocolate.
sk8r
Seriously. That's just freaking lazy. It's not even cute. Also, it is hard to read.
4. People Who Like Twilight.
I mean, come on guys. Really?
5. People Who TyPe LiKe ThIs.
It makes me want to kill myself, and it makes you look stupid. That's too much work. Like the exact opposite of People Type #4.
6. People Who Choose 'Need' and then Disenchant.
This really only makes sense to people who play WoW. Let's just say I've been cheated out of some good gear and couple of epics because of a complete douchebag who didn't want to drop a couple extra gold for his mats.
7. People Who Think That The Only People Who Like Pink Floyd are Stoners.
Seriously, I love Pink Floyd. Mainly, The Wall. You do not need to be high to appreciate it, either the album or the movie, and I think being high while watching/listening to it just cheapens it. Roger Waters is a musical genius. So STFU.
Well, my first week of the Spring '10 semester is over, and it really wasn't half bad.
There was an RPGuild meeting today, we got a couple of new members, both of whom irritate me to the point where I almost snapped at them, but I'm going to chalk that up to be tired and try to let it slide. I'm trying to be a more tolerant person, despite the stress that has been going on. So far it really isn't working.
I'm finding that taking better care of myself is actually kind of fun. There's a weird satisfaction that I get out of sticking to my regimen that I've created, even if it's just making sure that I follow through on every step I've
mapped out for my morning and evening routines. Having all of my things organized under my bed, and being able to see them, is great; making sure I make my bed in the mornings... I love routine. While spontaneity is great, these are the things that I need to be consistent in.
So, had another night at the gym! I almost didn't go, because it was so late in the day (6:00pm), but I knew that if I started sliding now, I was never going to get back to where I wanted to be, so I finally went.
I spent about 25mins on the cross-trainer and did about 2.25 miles, which really isn't bad for me; that averages out to about 5.5mph, which is something I really never managed in high school (although in my defense, I had a gimp leg my junior year). I went a little easier with my weight-lifting, since I did a bunch of that on Wednesday.
Deltoids, biceps, lats: 3sets/10reps/15lbs
Pecs, tricepts, deltoids: 3sets/12reps/10lbs
Hamstrings, glutes, quads: 4sets/10reps/35lbs
I didn't do abs today because some jackass was sitting on the machine and texting, and I wanted to get to the commons and get a sandwich for supper before they closed. I spent some time chatting with the other people from the Guild while I ate (I ended up getting a quesadilla instead of a sandwich, because of the difference in lines... I hate waiting). Kevin said that he wanted to see if a group of us from the Guild could form a work-out support group, because obviously, since we're RP-ers, we are stupidly out of shape. I welcomed the idea, although I tend to prefer working out on my own so that I can go at my own pace and do what I want to do. We'll see how well it all works out.
I actually managed to find a scale and figured out how much I weigh. It's a little - okay, a lot - more than I thought it was, but that's what I get for not taking care of myself. Currently I weigh in at 166.5lbs. Usually that would depress me, but since I'm working hard at trying to lose weight and not willing to give up, I'm just going to stick to my plan and be positive.
At any rate, there's not a whole lot going on this weekend. Tomorrow morning I'm going to yoga, and my mom might be coming over to bring the pictures that Adam and I had taken a week or so ago. I have a short story to write for Wednesday, and some crochet to catch up on - if I don't finish Alek's scarf soon, I won't get it to him before it gets warm again!
[23:04] Kayla Rose: although I guess I shouldn't bitch about Disney too much, since they own Marvel and all now
[23:05] Alek: hahahhahaha
[23:05] Alek: i forgot about that
[23:05] Alek: i meant to give you so much shit and i forgot
[23:05] Kayla Rose: lol god you are hysterical
[23:06] Alek: oh man i had joke written in my head and i forgot
[23:06] Alek: "Can't wait to see spiderman dumping mary jane for hannah montana"
[23:06] Kayla Rose: you should have enough room in your head for an arsenal of jokes
[23:06] Kayla Rose: although really you should probably let them ferment for a bit, probably only age would make them worth anything.
[23:06] Kayla Rose: consider your cranium a wine cellar for lame jokes.
[23:07] Kayla Rose: also btw i'm pretty sure spiderman doesn't know who mary jane is anymore, remember?
[23:07] Kayla Rose: One More Day?
[23:07] Alek: whatever
[23:07] Kayla Rose: although yeah actually One More Day was fucking retarded
[23:07] Alek: DISNEY OWN PUNISHER! THINK ABOUT THAT!
[23:08] Kayla Rose: HAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAi think i might kill myself
So it really wasn't an earth-shattering decision for me to start working out or anything. I mean, I've been failing at it on-and-off again for the past couple of years. Over the past six months, two people have been convinced that I was pregnant because of my physical appearance, and Alek discovered (to our dismay) that he can no longer pick me up and swing me about in greeting anymore.
I'm not sure exactly how much I weigh anymore, although I'm willing to bet it's somewhere in the ballpark of 160lbs. People tend not to believe me, mainly because I dress in a way that more or less hides the weight, but the fact of the matter is that I am five-foot-two and I am about twenty, maybe thirty pounds, overweight.
It's not really a New Year's resolution or anything, this has been something that I've been struggling with for some time now. However, since it's a new semester, and I've always had the tools to get rid of this excess weight, I decided that I would go at it while my resolve was still fresh. (Come to think of it, maybe that's why people always come up with these resolutions around New Years?)
So, my goal is to get my weight down to 135lbs. Tomorrow, when I make my trip to the gym, I'll check and see how much I weigh. I really don't want to know - part of me is afraid that it's going to be more than 160lbs, but I know I really can't be that overweight. Can I? Oh well, I'm going to try and stop worry about it, because I'm finally starting to do something. I managed to lose ten pounds in high school just by changing my eating habits, surely by exercising daily and watching what I eat again, I can get back to where I was at - sort of - when I graduated high school.
I also plan on attending the 10am yoga class on Saturdays, to try and get some activity into those days. Every Saturday I will post my weight and how much exercise I got that week.
Aside from my body-image stuff, I've been continuing to scribble in my writer's notebook, trying to figure out where I'm going with Otaku. I did finally torrent a copy of Welcome to the N.H.K., which is a little weirder than I thought it was going to be, but then again, that goes for most manga/anime things that I encounter, with the exception of Fruits Basket (don't even ask me what I though FLCL was going to be like...). I had a chat with Yuko, who lives in my dorm and is here on a student visa from Japan, and she was explaining to me what the Japanese otaku are like and how they are viewed in Japanese society. It was a very good chat, and just convinced me even more that Yuko is probably the sweetest girl I have ever met in my life who wasn't about to join a convent.
I'm hoping to get my hands on a decent MP3 player that I can take to the gym with me, it's kind of lame having to listen to the radio station that everyone on campus thinks is "awesome", because let's be honest, my playlist consists of Big Bad Voodoo Daddy, The Offspring, MIKA, Cake, and UVERworld, with a sprinkling of Sting in there, along with some Backstreet Boys, Tonic, and one song by Jet. Obviously this really doesn't pertain to most of the demographic to which I belong. I think my cousin has an MP3 player that she doesn't want anymore, I may ask if it's still up for grabs.
Speaking of The Offspring, I've been listening to their most recent album, Rise and Fall, Rage and Grace, and it's not nearly as bad as Adam made it out to seem. Yeah, obviously it's not the same as the music they've been making for the last, what, twenty-five years? But Dexter Holland has been wreaking havoc on his vocal chords for a long time and he just can't do anymore what he did on Smash or Americana. To be honest, I think I actually prefer this to their earlier stuff, although of course you gotta do the classics, I would be pissed if I went to a concert and they didn't play "Come Out and Play".
At any rate, time to work some more on the scarf that I'm crocheting for Alek (I swear, at some point I will post pictures!) and watch some cartoons. Did you know that crocheting for an hour will burn 100 calories? For me, at least.
Well, not even a week into the semester, and I've already dropped my only two theater classes and pretty much said "screw you" to the entire theater department. Honestly, studying it in college has completely ruined theater for me - it's not even fun anymore - and I decided to ditch both my directing class and my theater theory class for a "how to teach grammar to kids" class.
I'm still trying to find a copy of Japanamerica, by Roland Kelts, although I have finally gotten my hands on a copy of Welcome to the N.H.K. (the light novel). I'm still trying to collect "research" materials (e.g., books that have the same tone that I'm going for... I'll have to ask my fiction prof if he has any suggestions) and trying to come up with a plotline (I'm not even sure how it's going to end yet at this point, it depends on what my characters end up doing). So far I've had only response on the otaku website that I requested, and I know it would be the worst idea ever to go waltzing into 4chan and ask them if they would please let me interview them. They would absolutely rip me apart.
It's surprising, how difficult it is to find material to help me write this book. I thought there would definitely be a lot for me to work with, and a lot of people willing to help me out right off the bat, but I guess not. My buddy Zac, from Some Sort of Loli Breakfast Machine, has been pointing me to articles and giving me insight into the world, but he's more wota than anything else, and he assures me that although wota and otaku look like the same thing, the details are surprisingly different.
Well, I have my Multicultural American Lit class here in half an hour, so I should probably get ready for that and then take off. Probably I will post again later tonight.
Okay, so that part where I said that I was gonna go to bed? I lied.
Instead, I tried to make my speakers work on my computer, which they won't, so instead I started making a Writer's Notebook, a place where I can jot down ideas like character names, novel titles, things I want/need to read, novel ideas, etc.
And I came up with an idea for a new novel. Something to keep me from getting burnt out on deAngelis, which is awesome, because I really just need to step away from it for a while. There are a couple of people who will be pissed that I'm deciding to put it on hiatus, but the fact of the matter is that I care about deAngelis too much to let myself get sick of it. I want to finish it, and get it published, and if I work on it so much I want to puke, that's not going to happen.
So, I'm starting something new, something fun, something that I haven't been stressing out over since I started college.
Instead, I'm going to try my hand at literary fiction. I take a fiction writing workshop class that is all based around short literary fiction, and my prof says that I'm ready to be published. Also, I need something that isn't so depressing and dark. Let's face it, that's what all of my fantasy/sci-fi is.
This new novel currently has a working title of Otaku: A Love Story, and it's exactly what it sounds like. Mainly I'm just going to be writing a story about two people trying to forge some sort of relationship. One of them, the chick, is relatively mainstream about her fandoms. The other guy, though, is an "otaku". Maybe I'm using the word wrong, but essentially he's a huge anime and mangafanboy. Alek told me the other day that his obsession with certain anime characters probably caused him to spend more time in his room watching anime and reading manga and going to cons than learning how to relate and deal with real-life girls, and that's apparently why he doesn't have a girlfriend. I decided I wanted to write a book about it.
I've already put a couple of posts up on message boards asking anime and manga fans (preferably men, but women are okay, too!) to volunteer to fill out a questionnaire that I'm going to construct, or to (preferably) agree to a Skype interview. We'll see how that goes.
I'm pretty excited about all of this! I can't wait to get started!
GEEZE. Hollywood is fully of borderline crazy people, let me tell you. While I'm sure that goes without saying, let me tell you of the two things that struck me as particularly nuts today.
1. Breaking Dawn. They already made the third movie, and they're already talking about the forth, which is funny, because the two actors playing the main characters aren't even signed on for that many films. (I can't confirm it, but someone told me that the actors actually didn't want to return even to do New Moon, because they can't stand the characters... but I'm reporting that on hearsay, so don't take me that seriously.) The baffling part about this fourth movie (SPOILER ALERT... like I care) is that, in order to portray Bella and Edward's baby girl, they are using A CGI BABY.
Just let that sit for a moment. Then re-read that sentence. I'm pretty sure that's all that really needs to be said.
(I will make it clear, though, that I absolutely abhor the Twilight series, and that anyone who thinks (1) that Stephenie Meyer is anywhere near a decent writer and/or (2) that the Bella/Edward 'ship is any synonym of "healthy" or "pleasant" or "desirable" is a complete idiot and should have their brain rewired and their reproductive organs removed.)
2. Spiderman 4. Literally, three hours ago I tweet'd about finding out that The Vulture was confirmed to be played by John Malkovich. Then, two hours after that, I found out that the movie had been scrapped, and Sam Raimi had walked away from the entire franchise. WHOA. Literally six days after confirming Malkovich, they CANCELLED THE MOVIE.
Don't get me wrong - I think Sam Raimi was the worst thing to happen to Spiderman. I mean, just look at this scene from Spiderman 3, where they gave him more control than he'd had in the previous two movies. I think everyone would agree with me that, in 3, our beloved Peter Parker just had way too much eyeliner and estrogen. The entire movie was a joke.
They're talking reboots now, which look like they're going to be handled by Marvel - and if that's the case, then it's pretty definite that they're going to do it the right way. Spiderman was actually pretty good, and 2 was decent, even though it definitely fell short of the pure awesome that was its predecessor. But as we saw with The Hulk, Marvel knows how to handle its own shit. Here's hoping that they manage to get their hands on Spidey, and hopefully one day clean up the mess that Fox created with its three X-Men films and the travesty that was Wolverine.
(NOTE: The first X-Men film was pretty good, but the next two were horrendous, and don't even get me started on Wolverine. ALL of them were about Wolverine, really, and I didn't appreciate that... although I adore Patrick Stewart as Professor Xavier. Sigh.)
So, yeah, there's your two major Hollywood "WTF?"s for the day.
In other news, today was the first day of classes. I lived. My directing class may make me want to kill myself, but I just have to grit my teeth and get through it, I guess. Part of me wants to drop my theater major entirely and just say the Hell with it, but I know that means I would have wasted a BUNCH of time here, and I want to get something out of it. I am thinking about picking up a creative writing major, though, which would enable me to teach it when I get my license (and a job).
For the rest of the evening, I plan on possibly getting out another chapter or two of deAngelis, making a cup of tea (possibly green, not in the mood for black tonight...), and curling up with my Sherlock Holmes anthology. Ahhh.
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