Did you know I've been writing "Hello, world!" without the comma because that's how I wrote it when I first started this blog? I'm keeping tradition going. (Though every once in a while I feel tempted to add in the comma despite "tradition"....)
Last night, I had a dream where I think I was trying to break into a prison... or at least someplace equally scary and heavily guarded.
What I didn't put in my previous post: a drawing!
I like wearing suspenders. Therefore, I drew a picture of me with suspenders. I had low pigtails, but I was having a hard time drawing them right, so I just erased them. Pretend I have my hair back in a normal ponytail or bun that is not visible from the front?
I think these new anime eyes for me are working out. I wish they'd come out a bit more even, but otherwise I like 'em. They're definitely more like my current style, so now I can draw myself with other characters and it won't look mismatched! Yaaay!~
Also, when I had extra time in Graphic design, I doodled this up on Photoshop:
School finally started getting into normal routine by the end of this week. I also made a new friend!... I think. I sat next to a blonde girl in math. We didn't really talk until at one point I pulled out a Bleach book- because I've seriously needed/wanted to read more of it- and I manage to strike up a quiet conversation with her because of it.
See, this is one of my favorite things about liking anime. Even if you're not a total otaku, it's a gateway to making new friends, like that. *snap* Even if the other person doesn't read manga, they tend to inquire on the subject and you can tell them a little something about it. Seeing someone with manga or anime merch or anything like that is like having a neon, blinking sign right above their head that reads "THIS PERSON IS COOL, TALK TO HIM/HER!"
I've noticed something... By now I've met at least three Cecilias, and they're all (naturally) blonde. *tilts head to side*
My sister returned from her trip to visit friends!... Sick. Yep, she got a cold or something right as she was coming home. She's still feeling bad- enough that she couldn't come to church today. Poor her.
And the day she came, there was an audition at school for the first play of the year- and I actually went to it.
I was really nervous about this, because- well, not only have I not really done that much acting, though enough to know I'm decent at it, but because this was a play, not a musical. Musical's more up my alley, cuz I like singing and dancing and acting. I keep remembering how much fun it was to be an extra in Fiddler On the Roof Jr. and dance in the aisles during "Tradition". *reminiscing expression*
Anyway, I went, and it turns out- like I had expected- it wasn't just a play, but a small one. As in, there were only 6 characters in the entire thing. That made me more nervous than ever about actually trying out.
The girl helping the teacher to direct the play actually came over to sit by me and talk with me. She convinced me to audition- saying that, even if I didn't make it in, I could consider this practice for when I try out for the musical or maybe the other play later in the year.
I was still terrified of acting and doing it with a bunch of theater kids watching, but the moment I was given the script... I suddenly didn't feel so nervous anymore. It was like looking at my lines reminded me that oh yeah, I really can do this, and I kinda love doing this. Why was I so terrified?
In the end I didn't get the part- though I have a feeling I was actually pretty close- but now I am excited for when the next productions come by, and hopefully I can get a spot in those. Also, I definitely want to come see this play and support the kids that made it in.
Seriously, the theater group was so nice. A little odd and loud, but nice. The teacher was so excited to see me and talk with me, and they all wanted me to come to drama club, which I actually plan on doing. As long as they don't do too much improv in the club, I'll be happy in there.
Like I mentioned before, I got a couple Bleach books from the library, plus some other ones. I finished Dororo, and this morning I finished the first book of The Secrets of the Immortal Nicolas Flamel. I really liked the book, though I was having a hard time believing it didn't have anything to do with Fullmetal Alchemist. I mean, at one point he snaps and suddenly fire shoots toward his enemy! Sounding suspiciously like a certain colonel, aren't we?
It took until the author's note at the end about how the book got started for me to be like "Oh... I guess not." I think it said it was written in 2000, which is before FMA came out. While I'm glad he didn't borrow from Hiromu and interested that they came out similar in a few ways despite being unrelated, yet that's somehow still a little... disappointing.
At the library I'd also found Psyren, and realized there were some new ones I hadn't read yet. I think the last volume I'd read was 13, so I got that one again (so I could refresh myself on what had already happened) along with 14-17. (I'll be honest, I never fully grasped everything that happened during the series. I'm thinking that sometime I'll start all the way from the beginning again so i can follow along better.)
So, in volume 13, there's a point when Eiji and Shao fight... I didn't really remember much about Eiji, but they did a good job of showing examples of his... work... earlier in the volume. Trust me when I say that seeing what he likes to do made me feel a gut drop to my stomach... I don't even know which one, but it was heavy. That's what happens when you see a total psychopath, I guess. He's a bit like Jeff the Killer... if he had crazy powers. Yeah, not good.
Anyway, the fight... OH MY GOSH, IT WAS SO FREAKING AWESOME!!!
I was quite impressed with both, though, clearly, I was rooting for Shao. If my family hadn't been around, I probably would've been voicing aloud my flip-outs and cheers throughout the fight instead of just making faces imitating my emotions. I wanted to yell and gasp and stuff so much!
Even when they were little, I thought the Elmore Wood kids were cool... mainly the guys. I even like all the guys' haircuts! Not really the girls, though. (I know that may be surprising, especially since Older Fredrika has a cat hoodie...) Go Kyle, Shao, and Van!
So, of course, it turns out that volume 17 is the last one... I think the ending wasn't that bad. I think the final version of Melzez was so cool, so that made me happy. (Just staring at Ageha while using it is like "Whoooooaaaaa...." *look of awe*)
One thing I didn't like about the series, though, was the pairing between Ageha and Amamiya. I mean, of course it was expected since they're the main guy and girl, but it seemed... forced. Like, from what I remember, their relationship just seemed way platonic until near the end when all of a sudden Amamiya's other side is saying she loves him. It just isn't really... believable to me. I dunno, that's what I think. It wasn't realistic. *shrug*
Yesterday there was a wedding at the church. It was cute. *little smile* We expected more dancing, though. The missionaries were the ones rocking it the most, and they were just kinda dancing in one spot by the wall when they thought no one was really looking.
Last thing: I broke my glasses. I broke my own glasses. They broke because of my own stupidity.
For why?
I sat on them. *deflates all the way to the ground in self-deprecation* We ordered new pairs yesterday, but until they arrive I have to wear my second pair, the one that was too small on me. That sucks.
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