Wake me if you need me

So I'm back from Bali without a tan to my name (whew), a hole (filled up) on the beach and my first ever white water rafting experience under my belt! I've been paddling about for... what, eight to ten years now? on various holidays but I've never done white water. (And I've only capsized once. Hah.) In all fairness though, it was hardly extreme. Still, fun and probably a good start for a first.

Finished Halo3 with my brother a few days back and then did the last chapter (from rally point alpha- yes, I am a lazy ass) on legendary just for the special ending.

SPOILER:(Not that anyone who reads this blog cares) It just shows the frieghter headed towards Onyx. I'm a bit dissapointed. And it makes me wonder if we'll ever see the Chief again. It was somehow less sad when I thought he'd just died... Funny. Maybe it's because Cortana looked so lonely. Wherase if they'd died together... well. Smart A.I.s only have a shelf life of about seven years anyway.Spoiler end

My Mom's gone off to China which means I'm on my own in figuring out my prom make-up. She showed me what to do- now lets just hope I don't botch it up.

Decompression

Prelims are over so I went out with some class mates for lunch today. Wanted to watch the movie with the french rat (who's name I cannot spell and shall not embaress myself by trying to) with Grace but it doesn't start tomorrow and the sneaks all show at sucky times. Sam is a capsican fiend. Seriosuly, he ate everything I peeled off my hotdog. And while it was good, I prefer the ones from Central Park.

Just bought the rest of the Ultimate Spider-Man Clone Saga and it is THE BOMB. Finally, some closure to all the cryptic little cliffies sprinkled throughout the series. Looks like Doc Ock's really dead too- or as dead as Marvel villians ever get. Which isn't very... Anyhow, I'm glad Gwen's not dead (for good), that the Fantastic Four are on Spidey's side and that Nic Fury admitted Spidey's one helluva good guy. But he's still a tool. Oh yes, and that Kitty finally broke up with Peter. God, she was getting so whinely and insecure. No wonder Bobby dumped her. I mean, I'm a girl and I can't understand a high maintainence girfriend like that. MJ (Mary-Jane) and Gwen are waaaaay cooler.

And I disagree with Aunt May; Spider-Man's costume is not terrible.

Waiting for Spectra jackets and going out with my family for dinner tonight

NDP

I, uh, got dragged to the NDP yesterday by my Dad and younger brother and I gotta admit I had my reservations. I don't do crowded, hype, heartlanders and government-started pretending to be a patriot by going for an over-advertised event. Besides, like most other kids, I've seen a parade before in P5 and come to the conclusion most of the fun's in being a moron with your friends. So yes, I did go for the "first parade on the world's largest floating platform!" for one reason and one reason only: the goodie bag. And family time of course but if you'd let me pick, I'd have gone with watching a DVD of TMNT (which I still have not seen).

We arrived amazingly late- about 18:10 (there was a sign on one of the gates which read (gantry opens at 1445) and got placed in the overspill seating, putting us about five rows from the front and within shouting distance of the VIP box- if anyone could hear you shouting over the clamour that is. Marching bit was fun (because we were so close and my dad brought binoculars) but without a doubt the hight point of the evening for me was the drive-past of all the uberly cool machinery. Yes, we were close enough to get sprayed by the civil defense chaps with the hose. Maybe there's something to that saying "ladies love armour plating". I know I do! (though Steffi would point out my status as female is under debate... T.T)Anyway after that the rest of the parade is kinda a haze of dances and stuff. Bad lip-syncing included. And the lady in the red dress singing opera? Put it this way; it's a good thing my shirt was already red or the blood streaming from my ears might have made a really bad stain.

I liked the 21 gun salute :) And my goodie bag is purple. Love.

Nobody move; I dropped my brain

So, final birthday bash count is assortment of text messages (credit goes to Red for the earliest one; I received it at 12:01 June 1st), Venom Carnage (comic), Marvel 1602 (hard cover comic ohmygodthesexiness) and watching pirates 3.

I love Jack Sparrow! It's the way he runs. And talks. And makes absolutely no sense even while being so very sensible.

Uh, right.

The funny thing about pirates 3 is that I think i actually enjoyed it more than Spidey 3- treason and heresey (misspelt that) I know, but true. Both suffer from similar complaints of having simply gotten too big for their boots. Too many characters, no real, believeable plot, bad pacing (draggy at bits- though found pirates sufficiently entertaining) and overly-reliant on brilliant CGI to bring in the crowds. Yet pirates was better. Why? Really better? Or somply better because we expected less from it?

My theory: we expect more from Spidey because it's Spidey. There's a gold-mine of plot to bring to play, enourmously three-dimensional giants of characters and consultation with Stan th' man in movie production. And Riami calls himself a fan.

On the other hand, pirates is a totally new thing. A whole 'nother ball game (thanks Red for waking my brain up to the smell of idioms in the morning). New series, different purpose, different history (it was a Disney ride before the movie for pete's sakes; what were you expecting for brain thrust?) and it saves itself with its humour and characters.

As much as it pains me to say this, Jack Sparrow's a much better character than the movie Spider-Man.

Why the hell doesn't the silver screen Spidey blow our ears off with his back-chat?!?

Right... officially done being rabid for now a will go do... stuff.

Up to speed

Just to write it down somehwere because my memory actually does suck really bad:

Had spectra lunch on tuesday, was a blast, note to self, never eat that damn much burger ever again. Also, Kai's food doesn't take the fast and direct route from his plate to mouth. Small people eat more. You can order DTs for lunch; they show up on the chit. Also, don't dis DT's sausage lunch ever no matter how phallic it looks.

I have little more than 12 hours (most of which will be spent asleep)to decide what comic I will buy for my birthday. Oh the dilema!!

I'm almost old enough to legally drink, drive and buy cigarettes. Only drinking will shoot my liver in excess, really doesn't mix well with driving and I figure there are cheaper ways to kill myself than by smoking. More fun too most likely. Bladder cancer and the rest of my life having my pee collect in a bag really doesn't sound appealing somehow.

Smoking kills. Really. And if it doesn't, chances are you'll wish it had.

Won four straight games in Halo (slayer!)! Back in the zone!!)

New Computer

Cyanide & Happiness @ Explosm.net

I wanna hatch a quater.

Well, after my last emo-ish random post, I have this to say:

SCHOOL LIBRARY NEW COMS OMGOMGOMG PRETTYSEXYNEWCOMSFROMACER.

Wait... Acer... oh. Hell, they're dual-core which means no more lag! Friggen yes! And I've sketched out the issue of the Spectra webcomic I was supposed to and the June hols are nearly upon us! Life looks good. :)

Except I deleted something like 70 hours of my Final Fantsy Tactics Advance last night by accident. Damn. And though they're faster, the school coms do still have the same old internet connection which won't let me get on DeviantArt because it contains "culture and heritage" (I kid you not) but gives me full access to blogger and is kinda slow (the way I'm kinda crazy). Still, fangirling over the new coms with Red was strangely theraputic. They have pretty blue flashy lights. :D

Wish I could get a 360 for my birthday... Yes 360, thou of the sexy clean lines, pure virginial white finish and totally kick-ass wireless controllers. Would that we might be together, playing countless hours of Halo together (because one day I hope to be able to kick Legendary) and waiting in eagre anticipation for a true god amongst mortals, Halo 3, to grace us with its presence.

I am fully aware I am completly insane. With me as grounded as I am though, I'm gonna count myself lucky to get Minutes to Midnight and watch PoTC The World's End for my birthday.

Everytime someone mentions my birthday, my brothe goes (in this incredulous voice): "18? You can't be 18! You're still so small!"

Damn boys; why do they have to be taller than girls anyway?

Dramatic intervention

Uh, I don't know why the title's what it is but it is so... yeah. Been kinda stressed/busy/tired lately. Betwenn the painting (which was fun), helping my brother study for his exams, designing three mothers day cards, an anniversary card, a chem and a math paper, it's been... yeah. Man, I need sleep.

Okay, that was my little whine-out. Time for more... fun stuff... *maniacal grin* I love being crazy. But I think I'm still a little too out-of-it to be properly nuts. It takes a lot of energy I'll have you know. Coffee helps.

Dinner last night wasn't much fun; though the food was interesting. I'm not exactly a stranger to fancy restaurants but I barely recognized anything on the menue. And as much as I like him, I never want to sit next to my younger cousin for a fancy dinner again- or at least until he gets a little older. At least dad got some good photos of the four of us kids. Including my uber cute baby cousin. :3

ARGH, this post is pointless! I shall end it and not waste any more valuable internet space.

Zombie

I FINISHED MY INK SUBMISSION.

Now I just hope Estelle remembers to help me hand it in. Been a freakin' zombie at school all day on account on having stayed up till four this morning to finish the piece. And I found out after all that trouble, I might get disqualified because although it's monochrome, it's not in black and white. I'm tempted to say heck cares since last year's winning entries were in full colour but this year's INK people seem to have their act together better than last year's. It makes me think about how in clubs and societies (as in all organizations?) every new generation/cohort can improve on the last's. But at the same time, it's very easy to get complacent and back-slide. I mean, TC used to totally pwnzorz Spectra in membership and rep but now... it's plenty different. I'm not saying they're worse than us but they've lost ground and we've gained alot. It's the prospect of the CCA hand-over that's making me think this. Spectra's come so far in the last year (less than a year actually since someone handed over the reigns to us late.) and I really want to see it go further. At the same time I don't want us to sacrifice the sense of fun that prevails throughout the CCA. I think I can honestly say that everyone in Spectra enjoys our weekly meetings. Some more than others, true, but nobody's there because they just need a CCA and don't want to be there. (Well, maybe one or two of the J2s are but we're on the way out...)

Jano wrote a damn funny thing. If I can find it, I'll post it up. It's... it's Spectra fanfiction. I'm very disturbed...

I like Friday PE. Either we play games or we do... stuff like today. So the drama.

Neeta reminds me alot of my sec four English Literature teacher... 'nuff said.

When's mothers' day? I have one mother and two grandmothers to prep for.

Argh, no Spectra next week for me; I have to go for my grandparents' 50th wedding anniversary dinner.