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I just bought a new computer before the end of 2007, exactly afternoon-evening of December 31st. It took a lot of money out of me and I'm still suffering the whiplash. I don't care, I have a new computer.
Anyway, my Parents were wondering how I've been able to save despite my cash drawback.
I wonder too, but I pulled it off. I think it's just my urge to buy something that made me save. -- that doesn't make any sense, does it?
In other words, if one want to buy something but doesn't have the money: either get a job and work hard... or get a piggy bank and save hard. I just saved... not that hard. Simple. However, it isn't so simple when there's a lot of things one wants to buy.
I bought games because I was craving for new ones. Just junk. That's my Parent's opinion. Or maybe yet, an adult's opinion. But they were still impressed how I managed my money. Why? I didn't have a job call this January, and my allowance has been cut to $20 a week.
Anyway, it's not junk. It's an asset! (Yeah, thank you Accounting for the term.) In a time when Videogame studios make tons of money from making games, one cannot say that the junk of before is still the junk of today. Games aren't junks. People make a living by creating games today.
That's right! It would offend them if you call their work 'junk'.
Don't get me wrong, my Parents were just kidding. I think they meant that I should've bought a variety of things, rather than one kind of merchandise [games], right? I didn't mind. I'll just save for later and take their advise again. Then, I'll buy mostly Movie DVDs. Idiot.
Or a Wii. ~wee!
Oh man, I feel that school work's going to be stiff. Of all that time doing nothing but waiting and studying because there's nothing else to do... well, now that there's something else to do, I wonder if I still have time to study. I should. Or else, my arguments (e.g arguments of skipping class / staying up late) won't become valid with my class card failing to back me up.
The reason that my Parents allow me to stay up late and play or whatever is because I have decent grades. Does it sound hypocritical?
Speaking of class card, now that I'm able to blog back in FruitsBlogsket, I'm not quite sure where to start rebuilding this site. Inactivity isn't my habit -- not all the time.
L to R: Rachel Synclair, Cherish DeVera [profile to be posted in the future]
There's a story why I took a long absence in updating FruitsBlogsket. I've been doing a multitude number of web projects; my own web projects. These two of my drawings are from my e-novel: "Yuu, Andy, Ai", a pun for You and I, if I will.
I know, I know. An e-novel? Me? BWAHARHARHAR. ye right.
No, it's true. I am writing e-novels. I'm using different multiple mediums of art and writing. It's taking me a long time to build it because I have no outside help creating the platform and writing. And I have work, school, film course, my life, my Playstation, my food, etc. *inhales*
I just pray for the best.
Anyway, tomorrow's going to be the big kahuna for me in Filming. WAH! I don't even know what I'm going to do. Fortunately, we've already blocked our scenes. I just hope I won't trouble the party. I'm still new to indie filming.
My life's going to get tougher overall.
It's just sad isn't it? If Valentine's Day just passes by without getting anything. Even just a simple greeting, or a handshake or a friendly conversation. I mean nothing. So how was your Valentines? Fortunately, at least someone said 'Happy Valentines' to me. And a friendly conversation afterwards.
And no I wasn't expecting for a chocolate. Hah, I wish.
My February 14 was a passive one. It just flew by. Hm, not that I celebrate it much. For me, February 14 isn't that big. You can't blame me. Experience. All of my Valentines Days were simple. Still, the past experience didn't scar me for life.
On the other side, I do know some people who celebrate it En Grande. I wonder how they do it.
I don't feel bad if I didn't get anything this past Valentine's Day. But seeing how people get all mushy and extra 'generous' to their partner during Valentines, I think it's a nice experience.
Shift. I watched a play last Thursday. Well, technically, I watched it twice since I decided to watch it again yesterday. It's called 'Twilight'. The play was written by my teachers. It's about a girl, who lost her memory, living with her older twin sister. She was an aspiring novelist who didn't believe in ghosts. One day, she found a story on her computer and, apparently, that story is about her life in the past. She denies writing it on the computer. And day after day the girl deletes the file, does some other measures so that the computer wouldn't start. This will prove that she's not writing about her 'forgotten past'. Moreover, how could she write it if she doesn't remember? In the end, the computer kept turning itself on and the story kept going until it sparks her memory back and reveal a dark past. I think it was an interesting supernatural play.
With the cast doing tours on other schools of Winnipeg, I won't be having Pre-cal for two days. That would give me a spare time -- at last.
I've never had a free slot before. Sigh.
It has been a grueling week. I don't have class on Monday. So YEY for the long weekend. It's perfect.
I haven't been blogging for a while. But I'm just darn thankful that some people keep coming back. I really am. Thanks for FruitsBlogsket's 31000+ hits! It has been awesome until now despite the lack of activity and content. Yet it still is awesome. Please keep the hits coming.
Sigh, yesterday was the worst. This winter is killing me. The storm yesterday gave me a headache and it was my first experience to wait outside under the cold.
I forgot my textbook yesterday and I wasn't able to do my homework. I did it during lunch hour and rushed my work. But still, I wasn't able to finish it. That homework cost me my lunch and I was hungry. I skipped lunch and finished the rest of my subjects.
After 3:30, I went to Artspace to attend my film course. We studied Lumiere Films, 1 minute 1 shot, no cuts no dialogs. And after that, we were told to make our own story.
Despite the headache, exhaustion and hunger, I was able to draw out five stories. Other people drew up their interesting stories. In the end, I picked my top one and, I'm really thankful that they love my idea. I just hope I expect my film would be interesting.
Anyway, after two hours of discussion, I ran downstairs and to the bus stop to catch the bus. I wanted to test my body how it works in the cold. Again, I was hungry, my head was spinning, and it was cold. *but I insisted not go home yet* I waited for 15 minutes because the bus got late. Yes, the wait was a joy ride. I thought my nose was bleeding from the cold. But fortunately, it was just snot.
I rode the bus to go to the local mall and find the stuff I wanted to buy. It was seven and the temperature was dropping. I hurried and the next ride home is drawing to a close. It sucked ass when I only found one of the two things I wanted to buy. I checked my watch and there was still time to switch malls. But I thought again because of the temperature and the distance. It's chicken feed to do it during summer, but I ended up redoubting my decision. I chose not to, so I waited for the bus.
I didn't know where the exact place to wait. I just wrote the bus stop number and didn't actually set foot on it. So I went outside the mall to go see. I spent a bit of time walking and running looking for it under the cold. When I found it, there was 10 minutes left for my ride to arrive.
I didn't think of going inside to avoid the cold because the mall was considerably far. Walking back would cost me about 4 minutes and I was really tired. So I chose to wait inside the shed. It was still cold by the way. So I waited.
Hungry, dizzy, tired, weak, and weary, with a dab of headache, I waited. I looked around but no bus. I looked around once more and I chanced upon an electronic screen that flashes advertisements. I found out that it was -13C, which isn't that bad I thought. Oh, well. The wait was still on.
Finally, when the bus arrived, a smile was written on my face. I was relieved but my headache didn't tone down. I hurriedly got inside to warm myself. But then the bus didn't move right away. Right. Ten more minutes?
After the ten minutes of waiting inside the bus, it finally moved and I almost puked. My woozy state just got worse and I officially wasn't feeling fine. I had to go home fast. Too bad, I'm riding the bus.
Eventually, I endured.
When I arrived home, I slowly walked to open the door. My head was throbbing and the world was spinning. I wonder how I didn't collapse on my way home.
I just wanted to sleep. Sleep. Sleep. Sleep. It was in my mind. But I skipped lunch and I only had a small breakfast. So I had to eat before I sleep. They were watching American Idol, but I didn't bother. Going to sleep right after eating is a no no. I stayed up for a while, in my ill condition. I just told everyone that I had a headache, but the truth is, I felt like I was going to collapse.
Tuesdays and Thursdays are tough. School + Film is one heck of a routine for a normal student. Especially when there are homeworks and exams everyday.
And now that it's almost Thursday, I have to do this again. But without going to the local mall. What the hell was I thinking?
Oh man, I am so messed up right now.