If I Hate You, You Don't Have to Stare. _v_

     Hello all, G-star here, yadda yadda.  I just took a physics test, and I swear to God, it was the WORST-WRITTEN TEST I'VE EVER TAKEN.  There was a question on information we never went over in class, another on our opinions regarding a subject completely unrelated to the topic, and a bunch of squares (algebra, not the shape) that aggravated me to no end.  Not to mention the fact that, despite the teachers comforts that it was a short test (which it technically was), it took FOREVER.  And then we're doing a bottle rockets project with a bunch of supplies we need to bring tomorrow...that he only told us about today.
     To sum it up, my mood is pretty much defined by the opening English lyrics to my favorite KagePro song (Yuukei Yesterday).

They're all so happy and smiling,

 Sunny skies above.

Like they're wanting to get in my way!

I'm glaring

Holes through the sea,

Parting waves in this heat.

Was a long night, so good thing I saved.

Shooting daggers from my eyes,

As they step to the side.

...If you hate it, you don't have to stare.

     ...And I feel like pulling a dark Konoha and murdering people repeatedly.  Thank God my birthday's on Monday...it's motivation to stay out of prison.

DON'T TOUCH MY MC (The Beginning of a Wonderful Thing)!!!

     Hello, all.  G-star here.  Sorry I haven't posted all weekend...actually, I shouldn't be sorry, since I spent the entire time working on the new site.  It's almost done, (except for the fact there are no blog posts...) complete with a computer-drawn background, video of the week (I was lazy and the list function sucked), and a forum+chat room!  (Attached to the site this time; we all know how G-star's High School Forums went [or I do anyway].)  Several interesting things have happened since I last posted (that was Thursday, right?), including (but not limited to) Sock'em, watching two new movies, and a lot of gaming.  The bit about Sock'em is probably shortest, and I'm going to forget it entirely very soon, so let's get it done with.
     On Friday, Wolfy invited me to Sock'em at a local church.  What is Sock'em, you ask?  Well, as the pastor put it, "you put a sock inside another sock and hit people."  We split up into two teams by grade (it was a high school event) and went to different areas of the church to start from.  It's a pretty big church, which made it awesome, along with the fact that (almost) all the lights were off.  Since nearly all my friends are freshmen, I got to hang with them the whole time.  In the first round, I got separated from the others except for MC and then cornered by a group of seniors.  I was hiding around a corner when they got MC, and I immediately ran at them, deserting my hiding spot and shouting "DON'T TOUCH MY [MC]!!!!"
     ...understandably, I was hit too.  But I think I might've taken a few with me!
     Later we did a round where you could come back in after 10 seconds, but if a certain person on your team (the VIP) was hit, your team lost.  My team hid our VIP in a back corner, a dead end, that we could defend easily.  We hid her around a corner where no one could see her unless they stood right next to her and dubbed me the decoy.  They would pretend to protect me and tell me to run, and once the opponent chased us out they would leave that hallway alone and the real VIP would be safe.  We also would run at the opponent shouting at the top of our lungs to try to scare them off.  It was a pretty solid plan, actually...the only problem was we never got to use it.  We tried the "scream and shout" bit on a group we heard coming, but they turned out to be our teammates, and then no one else came.  Well, someone came to tell us that we'd won, and we had just started heading out when we found out that the round was still going.  So we sprinted back and quickly got everything back in place.  Later, someone else told us we won, and no one wanted to check to see if it were true since we had already had a false alert.  But it turned out that we had, and when we headed back to the gym to start the next round the church seemed completely empty...
     There was a small snack bar and I jammed my hoodie pockets with gummy bears to keep me going throughout the game.  (It's a very tiring game.)  Unfortunately, they kept falling out when I ran... ;_;
     And that was that.
     I went to the library on Friday as well.  They didn't have the next volumes for a lot of my current manga, so I began quite a few new series.  Usually the stash of manga I check out lasts me about a week, maybe less depending on the length of the manga.  (For example, Tsubasa: Reservoir Chronicle is fairly short so it doesn' contribute much.  Nevertheless, I am a dedicated reader.)  This time, it's almost gone within four days, despite my checking out not one but two omnibi.  One of these was for a series I've been wanting to read for quite a while called Azumanga Daioh.  It was so cuuute...and the omnibus was for the whole series, so now I'm done with it.  It was addicting, and I stayed up past midnight on Saturday-Sunday reading it.  Too bad there's no more...
     Speaking of manga, I recently caught up to both Kagerou Project and Black Butler.  (KagePro still doesn't make any sense...)  Since I've actually been enjoying reading manga online (something I don't often do), I went to browse an alphabetical list for something new to read.  Almost immediately I discovered something called The Legend of the Sun Knight.  16 chapters, based off a Japanese light novel, and surprisingly good.  It sounds cheesy, and at first, it is, but very quickly it becomes entertaining, suspenseful, and even contains pretty boys, which pretty much tops it off for me.  If you want to read a translation (it's only PG-rated, I promise), you can find one here.  It leads to mangahere.com, my favorite site for reading manga online.  There are ads, but those are impossible to avoid, so don't be put off by those.  It's worth it!
     I spend literally all of yesterday playing Super Smash Bros. Brawl.  I started a new story mode file with my brother, to only do two-player.  We just finished the level where you meet Ice Climbers and Lucario...we played for over six hours.  This should be fun.
     He desperately wants to do a Let's Play video of it.  When it comes to Youtube videos, we're all talk, no action.  We had intended on making a video of our customized game mode for the Pokemon Trading Card Game, but we never got around to it.  I forced him to promise we'd do it this summer though...
     And that is all.  I thought I'd have more to talk about...I still need to do that entry on my "family friends", though.  I keep putting that off...
     As I said earlier, the website's basically done.  Despite this, though, I'm going to wait until at least my birthday before I publish it.  Why?  Well, I put in my profile that I'm 15 and I'm too lazy to change it a week before my birthday.... *mumble mumble*  Anyhoo, until then, this is G-star, signing off.

I Could be an Idol (Catch the Mimeball/A Mysterious Story)!

     Hello, all.  G-star here.  Sorry, I would've posted earlier, but my parents wouldn't let me on the computer until they got home from brother's baseball game and I cleaned my room, which was TWO HOURS.  (Until they got home, not until I finished.)  As an early birthday present they're giving me the old bedside dresser from the upstairs guest room.  I've been wanting one like that for a while, with drawers and such.  Currently all I have is a little folding table for my stereo, CDs, etc.  I had to clear out the area around it so we could move the dresser in.  I had a ridiculously large stack of drawings, several books I'm not reading, and two huge containers of...Pocky.  Mmm.

     Anyhoo, I've had an exciting couple days.  Yesterday in IHS Literature, we began the drama and Shakespeare unit.  We spent the entirety of the class doing improv skits and playing a game called "mimeball".  We used an imaginary "ball" that could change shape, weight, etc. and passed it around the class, gesturing when we threw or caught it.  For some reason the class took it very, very seriously, even chasing a boy down when he "took" the ball and left the room.  But either way, it was fun...

     For the skits, MC and I paired up and got this bland bit about being late.  Then the teacher handed out scenarios for us to play them in...heheh.  We received "accomplices in a murder".  MC mimed dragging a body, and throughout the script we kept glancing at it and wiggling our eyebrows.  Apparently our subject was quite obvious.

     Today we had Springfest.  You needed money to do several of the events, which the announcer person (I still don't know if he's the principal) conveniently neglected to mention.  Fortunately, I brought five dollars just in case, but I only bought a creamosa that eventually congealed into a cotton-candy-like substance, which, by the way, they were also selling.  There was an inflatable obstacle course along with a jousting ring, but my favorite part was the karaoke.  Yes, KARAOKE.

     Now, I'm not sure if you guys know this since I don't bring it up much, but I LOVE singing.  In fact, as I write this, I'm singing along to one of my favorite tunes.  So, naturally, I signed up as soon as I found out.  I wanted to sing Angels by Owl City, but as hard as they looked, the people running the thing couldn't find a karaoke.  So I ended up singing Fireflies instead, since it's more popular and had a 99% probability of having an instrumental version.  (Yes, I pulled that number out of thin air.)  And so, I sang the most well-known song by my favorite band in the school courtyard in front of probably fifty people or more.  I've done this at the talent show before, but this time I had no time to prepare and had to stand.  (I think I almost fell down once.)  While mostly I'm pretty confident in front of a crowd, I still get a little nervous, and my voice shook a bit.  But overall I'm pretty proud of it.  Smore captured the spectacle on video and I'll post it here just as soon as she emails it to me.  MC couldn't come though...because she's at a Cage the Elephant concert!!!  Apparently it was her belated birthday present (just like my hair) and she left after third period.  She's staying overnight.  Patveli and she both really like Cage the Elephant.  I don't understand it.

     I recently received a postcard announcing the Eagle Scout dubbing of one of my old classmates, Wolfy, on June 1st.  I really want to go, but it's also Patveli's birthday, so I have conflicted interests...in any case, Wolfy texted me tonight asking whether I was coming.  Now, this is where it gets complicated.  He hasn't messaged, emailed, or called me since I first gave him my number.  We have an interesting background, and I would love to discuss it, but I'm hesitant as he may read this at some point, so...maybe I'll do that on the new site.  But I'll keep you updated on Wolfy.

     Speaking of the new site, things are getting complicated there as well.  I found a bit in my blogging guide I didn't see before about keeping your blog design matching with your writing style.  Remember what I said about making it look like stereotypical popular blogs?  Well, those don't match my style at all.  It appears that I'll have to screw around with it to get it looking appropriate but professional.  But guess what!  There was an app that allowed me to connect the site to my Blogger account, therefore allowing me to have a separate page for all my old posts, including, at some point, this one.  So that solves that problem.  Now I just need to figure out how to program in the music...

     For some reason the blog music doesn't work on this computer.  I know it works because I listen to it at school, and it worked on here before, but now it doesn't...?  Oh well.  It's too late to fix it now anyway.

     My birthday's coming up in just a couple weeks (Monday after next) and my parents have been asking me what I want.  I have been denied my own laptop (I was going to label it Ramble Machine u.u,) and the Sad Kitty Hat from the Megagear store, and there's not much else I can think of.  I guess some Paramore albums would be cool...or the whole Otomen series?  Now that would be epic.  But a little hard to find.

     We-ell, it's getting a little late and I still want to play Minecraft.  I have another topic idea about some old family friends ("framily"), but they deserve their own post, so until then, this is G-star, signing off.

The First Rule of Violence Club is Not Talk About Violence Club.

     Hello, all.  G-star here.  This will be fairly short; there were just a couple fun things I wanted to say.  First, as the title implies, I am now a part of a self-proclaimed "violence club", formed by my Physics lab group (with the exception of MC's and my friend Yeoung, who is too innocent to join such a thing) after an intense discussion on the subject of woodshop weapon making, 'survival' classes and electives, and hatred of idiots and Frozen.  What is a survival class, you ask?  Well, by my judgement at least, they're classes that are always outside, where you learn to create makeshift weapons, hunt small animals, make shelter, and find food.  Obviously, it would be disapproved by the staff, but it would be fun, wouldn't it?  So became the violence club.
     Also, my school's Springfest is this Thursday (to my knowledge).  The principal (I think that's what he is?) did an announcement this morning, and got me all excited by saying there would be live music before disproving that.  But afterwards he mentioned that, if anyone wanted to play at Springfest they could sign up.  And so I am convincing Patveli to let our band, Handshake Spivey, play this Thursday.  I realize how unrealistic this is since we would have only two days to practice, but it would be great exposure...
     There's one song we've been practicing for a while (with a huge break between practices) called Drunk.  My only worry is that it won't be approved by the staff because of the title...but it would sure be fun.  (Yes, that is my main motivation.)
     And that's all.  Until next time, this is G-star, signing off.

Welcome to Social Media...We Have Browser Cookies (More Change).

     Hello, all.  G-star here.  I know it's a little early for me to be posting again, but things are just getting interesting.  I've decided to make a new site.
     Now, before all you long-time readers get all up in a tizzy, I'll explain.  Firstly, it's going to have a new name, for several different reasons; despite my self-proclaimed title as anti-social cliche-avoider, I have created a Twitter account, which you can find here.  It was originally meant to advertise the blog and for me to post things that are too short for their own entries, but too long for G+ posts.  So now that I have a link up here, readers will be directed there and then immediately be referenced back here to read the blog.  Evil circular media...
     Every form of G-star I tried was taken, so instead I named myself LaDeeBlog.  And, very slowly, I have taken more of a liking to this pseudonym than G-star....I've been uncomfortable with my blog name ever since I found out that it was short for gangster.  So I guess it makes sense that it's taken so many times on Twitter...
     Also, LaDeeBlog rolls of the tongue and is a lot easier (and catchier) to write in the web search than gstarshighschoolblog (REALLY long), not to mention it gives me a little more room for topics besides high school, which this blog has been avoiding mostly for the last month.  Right now I'm working on the new browser with Wix; the how-to blogging guide I got at Powells had several suggestions for builders to use, (including Blogger, no surprise there,) but they all required some sort of payment to do anything decent, so I disregarded them all.  Also, one of the better possibilities, Tumblr, goes against one of the rules I set for my new blog: the site cannot be connected to any social network (like Google, Tumblr, or Facebook), because it seems a little more professional if it doesn't branch off another site.  I also made it look like my stereotype of popular blogs; a little softer than this one, with a pattern background, not anime, and slightly more curly fonts.  Once it's up, I'm going to stop posting here; as the top post I'll have a link to the new blog.  I probably won't transfer my old posts unless I figure out some way to archive them in order, so new readers can browse the stuff here, along with some of the other stuff I had here no one cared about before, including my forums and some of the websites I had links to on the side.  I hope you guys don't mind, and I think the new site will be a lot better.  Until next time I have something to say, this is G-star, signing off.

There's No Specific Topic I Can Base the Title On... (Sorry, I Suck)

    *Well, here's the tricky bit.  I wrote this on Friday but didn't get a chance to finish it so I'm posting it on Saturday.  However, there are several time references in this entry that don't really make sense if read on the weekend and that I'm too lazy to go over and change, so just read this as if today is Friday.  Thank you.*

     Hello, all.  G-star here.  Man, it's a beautiful day!  Okay, so it's really cloudy and a little chilly but, to be honest, that's my favorite kind of weather.  Not too hot, not too cold.  Sunny, humid days drive me nuts because I hate wearing shorts; they're too tight.  (I'm sure the Shorts Boy from Pokemon would hate me.  I'm sorry, but they are NOT comfy or easy to wear.)  Why do guys get the comfortable clothes?  Chicks only get skintight, low-cut crud.  It drives me crazy.
     It's odd how little I always say I have to talk about, yet somehow manage to write an annoyingly lengthy entry.  (Yes, I'm stalling.)  I suppose I might soon stop talking about things that happen and instead discuss various topics, like most other bloggers do.  It seems to work for them.
     I actually had a pretty good day yesterday.  In basketball they actually played real music instead of the REALLY SUCKY RAP (see, Patveli, I'm not referring to all rap now.  Happy?) the boys the teacher puts in charge of the stereo setup usually play.  I knew them all.  (That's how I judge most music.)  In Gaming Club, not only was I one of the first people there (so I got to play a ton), but I rocked their socks off.  All the practice I do with my brother really payed off.  Apparently, though, in Super Smash Bros. 4 they're getting rid of both Ike and Pokemon Trainer, my two favorite characters.  It really shouldn't matter to me since it's only for 3DS and Wii U so I can't play it (or at least not multiplayer), but the fact that they're ditching a popular character like Ike really ticks me off.  Fortunately, I don't think the Gaming Club's planning on changing versions anytime soon, so we're probably okay.
     Later, during IHS Health, the mom of a girl in the class came to give a talk.  If you could call it that.
     The topic was sexual assaults, and for some reason she spent the entire class wandering around handing out candy.  At the end of class she just held out the bowl out for anyone who wanted it.  I grabbed several handfuls of Starbursts and just shoved them in my vest pocket for the walk home.
     Speaking of which, I've been walking home with MC the last couple of weeks.  It's been nice out, and the only day we didn't walk was Wednesday because she wasn't feeling well.  She still isn't actually, but apparently it's just that she can't breathe through her nose, so...wish her well!
     Every time we end up having an in-depth conversation on the Kagerou Project (KagePro).  I started reading the manga online a while ago, but got distracted by Black Butler.  (Speaking of which, I've finally caught up to the online chapters!  I'm really excited for Finny's flashback!!)  Now that I'm done with that, though, MC's having me go through a list of the order in which I have to listen to the songs, read the manga and light novels, etc...it's a bit confusing, but I already know a little of what happens from what she told me and later songs I listened to early just out of curiosity and not knowing what they were.  So that makes it even more confusing.  (... - _ -")
     I now have yet another comic-in-progress.  It's based off of a roleplay I'm currently doing, which is based off of James Patterson's Maximum Ride.  It'll be tricky to pull off, but since I'm fairly good at drawing wings it won't be overly difficult to draw the actual comic.  What I'm worried about is the copyright issues involved.  But that's what I'm always worried about, so it's just part of the daily grind.
     As I believe I've said before, Zane's comic is based off a roleplay I did a long time ago that originated as a Ninjago: Masters of Spinjitzu fanfic roleplay.  Since the majority of the characters involved have the same names as the original TV show characters I have to change some to make it seem more different.  But of course, I can't change Zane's name, so Nya is now Kenna, Sensei is still Sensei, and I'm working on Cole.  (Kai, Jay, Lloyd, and others never appeared, for some reason.)  Also, someone played their version of Marceline from Adventure Time, but I didn't realize this at the time because I had no interest in the show.  Now though, she's probably going to be Maybelline.  Unfortunately there is also the problem of changing her background, mainly from vampire queen to something with equal effect...?
     Cale, fortunately, is fine as he is.  As is Zane.  I'm not touching him...well, except for the bit about him being a robot.  That actually played a fairly large part in the roleplay, but I've found an alternate plotline.  I'll post chapters here once I start working on it; I've decided to just do the whole thing on my Manga Studio Debut 4.0 program since it has pre-programmed panels you can insert and I suck at drawing straight lines so that'll help.  Also, I don't have to worry about screwing up while inking.  This is the third time I've drawn this comic; the second I did because I had figured out a new drawing style that worked better for the book than my old.  I suppose it's all due to my procrastination.
     Sorry this post is late; I've been fairly busy as of late and haven't had a chance to get on the computer.  The next post will probably be up sometime next Tuesday or Wednesday once I've finished my IHS Lit. project (an art project on the book we were reading, Night by Elie Wiesel.  I'll put it up here once I'm done), so until then, this is G-star signing off.

How (Not) To Become an Internet Personality.

     Hello, all.  G-star here.  I always recognize friends by how quickly they notice a new haircut.  If they compliment it right away, you know that either they're a good friend or they stalk you (there's one girl in my Basketball class whom I'm not sure about).  If they point it out like it's a statement, they're probably just observant.  If they say it like it's a question, as in "You got a haircut?" then they're probably just nice acquaintances.  And if they don't notice it or take a day or two to mention it, then they don't know you very well.  It's the most concerning when they don't notice that you got a neon colored streak in your hair.
     That's right, Starlets, I got that blue streak I've been talking about!  (Starlets...I kind of like that.  Like Potterheads or Owl Citizens.  Too bad it makes my fans [?] sound like teenage celebrities.  *shrug*)  My mom's (and now my) favorite hairstylist at a downtown salon is moving next month so we decided to get it done now.  Apparently it's my birthday present.  She had never used the blue dye before (I'm the first!) so the first time she put it in (after bleaching my beautiful brown hair *hair flip*) it turned this odd shade of sea green/silver.  I actually thought it looked pretty cool, but she was already going to the trouble of mixing a new batch so I didn't say anything.  Anyway, it turned out well and I'll include a picture below.
     I also got my hair cut.  Some people might call it boyish, but I prefer the term "manageable".  The streak was put in before the cut, so it got a little funky when she trimmed my bangs.  But I still like how it looks.
     Also, a happy Mothers' Day to moms everywhere, including my own!  Yesterday, as a present to the mom of the house, my family went to see that movie that just came out, Moms' Night Out.  My dad, brother and I thought it was ridiculously entertaining, but apparently the recipient of the gift got stressed out about all of it.  I looked over several times during the course of the film and never saw her smile even once.  To make up for it we had to go out and buy cake.
     I really liked the cab driver character, for some reason.  Probably because he had a British accent.  I favor those.  Why did you think I was a Potterhead?  Naturally it's not for the adventure and magic.
     The main character was supposed to be a "Mommy Blogger".  At the beginning of the movie she had stressed-out rants that, actually, I would've read, and three followers.  At the end when she posted this deep, metaphorical thing, she had 235 followers.
     By the end of the movie I was just jealous.
     Not to be ungrateful, I love and appreciate all you wonderful followers!  You're amazing!!!  But her sudden claim to fame was just unrealistic.  I mean, one post and suddenly she gains an extra 232 readers?  Personally, I thought that one entry was like most other really popular blogs out there: thinky stuff that isn't particularly entertaining yet is renowned for its greatness.  (I feel like I made every English teacher shudder right there.)  It also makes me wonder if that's why mine isn't particularly popular.  I've never liked serious content, or, as Patveli calls it, "real talk".  It makes me feel awkward.  That's the main reason I try to shy away from the darker topics in my entries.  MC finds it strange (nah, just annoying) that my main topic is myself, but what else would I talk about?  Many bloggers try to relate to their readers, but I'm not like many bloggers.  I know nothing about celebrities (I swear to God, I have no idea who Angelina Jolie is), don't go through many common situations that people may need advice on, or even really have anything that someone might vaguely recognize from their own life.  Seriously, I spend my time blogging, roleplaying, and reading manga.  Do you really think that I have much of a life to relate to?  MC and I spent LITERALLY ALL SATURDAY watching anime: Steins;Gate and The Devil is a Part-Timer.  (The latter was particularly entertaining.)  And if I strayed from my daily life I would have no choice but to end up in the shadows.  (See?!  Right there!  This paragraph is growing darker and darker!)  It makes me wonder what would happen if I really did start writing more serious entries.  Other than lose the few followers I currently have who read this for a few laughs, would I suddenly become an internet personality?  Hyperbole and a Half is a very popular blog (with its own omnibus!  I read it!) that's actually a bit similar to mine.  The big difference, though, is that the righter has many more experiences than I do to draw upon; also, while I focus on day-to-day topics, she writes whatever comes to mind that seems ridiculous at the time.  She also has funny pictures.  That probably helps.
     Okay.  Now that that particularly rant-like paragraph is trailing off into jokes, let us sally forth.  (I love that comic strip.)
     The school year is nearly over and my birthday is coming up.  (It's on a Monday.  Noooo.)  It was fun being a freshman...I guess?  Next year as a sophomore the Handshake Dynasty is going to do a little scavenger hunt involving cardstock figures I made of each member.  (Actually, I need to finish those.  I'll do requests, so just comment below for a character or, if it's a real person, include a picture!)  Prizes will be candy.  I suggested this to Patveli this year, but he said we should wait a year, since most students probably wouldn't take a bunch of freshman holding something like this seriously.  It does make sense, and we would have everything set by then.  This summer I promised myself to finally work on Zane's comic, which I have been putting off until now.  That might actually be a good thing, though, since my drawing style has improved quite a bit since I last messed with it.  I plan to lock myself in a room with no manga, books, or distractions besides a speaker setup with J-pop, Owl City, The Jellyrox, and Paramore blasting.  Of course, every time I swear to do this I end up balking out and reading a book.  So this time I have to be careful!
     I would gladly go on for hours about this stuff, but I won't put you through that, so I'll go now.  Since I posted today, the next entry probably won't be until...maybe Thursday?  Probably later, unless I have something I really want to write about.  Until then, this is G-star, signing off.

PLOT TWIST (No One Will Trade With Meeee/The Legend of the Backwards Slingshot)!!

     Hello, all.  G-star here.  I don't know why I put myself through this, forcing myself to post on the one day of the week I have less computer access time than any other...I suppose I'm a masochist of sorts.  The kind who enjoys stress.
     But there is a beautiful thing: my brother is at Outdoor School for the week.  It's this thing the sixth-graders at my old school do in spring where they go to a relatively nearby camp with a couple other schools and do all sorts of activities and games.  It's sort of like summer camp, but educational and during spring.  I really enjoyed it when I went...we got to see huge predatory birds (>v<) and there was this one "ride" called the Flying Squirrel.  All the counselors' camp names were birds, and the guy who was overseeing the Squirrel was called Bald Eagle.  There were three ways to ride the harness attached to a rope next to a gully.  You could just stand there and the other campers, dragging a pully, would just lift you straight up; you could run and jump off the edge of the gully as they lifted you and end up just swinging back and forth (my favorite); and then there was the last one...the counselor would grab your harness and drag you backwards, then let go as the others pulled the rope, sending you flying.
     The Slingshot.
     You could ride it twice, and I had intended on doing the run-and-jump twice, but Bald Eagle had other ideas.  On my second turn, as I prepared to make a flying leap off the cliff, he grabbed the front of my harness, ran the opposite direction, and let go.  A BACKWARDS SLINGSHOT.
     It was terrifying, yet exhilarating.  I screamed my head off the entire time, and when I landed I fell down.  My first adrenaline rush.
     Anyway, this year it's at a different camp, with different counselors.  (Thank God.)  For some reason beyond my comprehension, my brother has approved my use of his Nintendo 3DS while he's away.  It's an overnight camp, so that's actually quite an honor.  Understandably, I was ecstatic (as I can be), especially since it's the system I use to play Pokemon X.
     Currently, I have two goals in Pokemon X; catch Mewtwo and fill the Pokedex.  Right now I'm fulfilling both by training an all-new team to defeat the Elite 4 (AKA L337 Quad).  And I'm doing this by circumnavigating the entire journey again.  (For some reason, it actually does go in a circle.  It looks like a spiderweb with Lumiose City at the center...)  As I do this I'm catching all the Pokemon I never bothered with, both because I hated them (in the case of Bunnelby and Fletchling) and because I had a Pokeball shortage at that time.  I was poor.  Technically I was a homeless chick beating people up for spare change.
     That's really all Pokemon journeys are, isn't it?  You wander around, get the animals you force to fight for you buff, beat up overly confident strangers to buy miniscule, cramped, airtight cages so you can eventually enslave one of every race and then -- PLOT TWIST -- you are suddenly looked upon, with your brute strength, to take down a criminal organization that's about to monopolize your business.  So you them up too, get tons of cash doing so, and end up looking like a hero because of it.  And then, when you beat the benevolent leader of the country with your ridiculously overpowered fire-spewing lizards, you finally have the control and money you want...but then, suddenly, no one will battle you.  You've already beat them all.  So you slowly run out of money, rely on non-explained free government health care to magically "heal" your guard animals, (because that's all they really are now; animals that protect you from the wild beasts that jump you whenever you walk through weeds,) and slowly wither away as you begin to rely on the neon-colored pet food that appears whenever you play with your guard animals, even though they hate you now for letting them get knocked unconscious so many times they're loopy.  And then...the one Pokemon that allowed you to defeat all your enemies, most of which you never saw again, decides to turn on you, the lone human in this desolate world, and then... (Okay, that last bit was a ripoff of Pokemon Lost Silver creepypasta, but the rest was all mine...logical minds ruin people's childhoods.)
      Wow.  That was intense.  X]  Now to the topic I had actually intended...
      Wonder Trade and the GTS have done, mind the pun, wonders for my second goal of filling the 'Dex.  If there are any Pokemon I can't find then I just catch common ones and put them up on the GTS or go chance on Wonder Trade.  Of course, you can't put legendaries from other games up on the GTS and it's unlikely that someone would trade it in Wonder Trade, so you have to work hard for those.  That's where one-on-one trading comes in.
     People have been requesting trades with me ever since I put "I have Eevee" in my shoutout.  It's ridiculous.  There's one spot where I find and catch them by the boatload, but apparently they're still ridiculously popular....  Unfortunately, I have some setbacks when it comes to trading. 
     1.  I don't have any shinies.  Normal Pokemon are perfectly fine, and besides, they're rare.  Also, they've lost value because of the Action Replay, which can let you turn up to 10 Pokemon at a time shiny.  I don't have one, obviously.
     2.  I don't trade high-level Pokemon.  Usually the Pokemon the other person offers are level 50 or above, but I on the other hand would never train a Pokemon just to trade it away later.  I only train Pokemon I intend on either using a lot in battle or evolving for the records.  This makes even trades very difficult.
     3.  The only legendary I have is Xerneas.  My brother has accounts on a few other games so, potentially, he could transfer legendaries from those to X and Y.  Unfortunately, his free trial of Pokebank already expired.  My only hope at this point is that at some point he'll subscribe to Pokebank and transfer the Pokemon I don't have, including legendaries, to my account; it only has to be for a second to register them in the Pokedex.  Unfortunately, neither of us have a credit card or bank account.
     On the note of #2, there are plenty of Pokemon I train both to evolve and fight with.  Currently I'm leveling up a Kirlia (that was a Ralts I got over the GTS) and a Clefairy (which I received as a Cleffa).  Obviously, I don't have to level up Clefairy to evolve it, but I like to make sure my Pokemon are high level before I evolve them to their final form because it would be embarrassing to have a stage 2 Pokemon be hit with a one-shot KO, but also because sometimes I like the second form a lot more than the third, mainly because they're faster.  For instance, the starters.  Look at those things.  The only exceptions are Treecko, Chimchar, Snivy, and Froakie.  (Okay, so I wouldn't say 'only'...)  They're so dang SLOW.  Venusaur especially bugs me.  I haven't touched my Ivysaur for months simply because I don't want it to evolve...into THAT.  A good Pokemon, ruined.
     I'm not looking for haters.  But slow Pokemon really bug me unless they're worth it.  Like my Golurk that I spent time training at the beginning of my journey.  (At the same time as being huge, awesome, and a dedication to alchemy fans everywhere, it's the mascot of the Handshake Dynasty.  Go Lurk.)  Unless they have specific moves that only work if they're slower than the opposing Pokemon (like Copycat, Encore, Payback, or Revenge), I usually try to increase their speed stat a lot.  I love it when I'm doing an internet battle and I bring out my Golurk, and the opponent thinks "Oh, that thing's slow and lurky.  I'll drag this out."  NOPE.  Use Earthquake.  Take that, moron.  Weren't expecting that, were you?
     Along with increasing the stats that would be the most helpful considering the Pokemon's attacks, I also like to increase their lowest stat just so they can do things no one would expect.  It's so much fun.  Not that I ever really do internet battles...they really, really tick me off.  I mainly depend on my level and type advantages, but when they're all lowered to lvl 50 and the opponent's smart enough to switch out when they're at a disadvantage, I lose immediately.  It's ridiculously frustrating.  Plus I can't use items.  I think I prefer preprogrammed battles.
     I'll be continuing my journey throughout this week, so I'll keep you updated.  Hopefully the upcoming posts won't be as long as this one.  - _ -;;  Until then, this is G-star, signing off.

Freedom From the Metal (A New Age of Art).

     Hello, all.  G-star here.  I actually could've posted this sometime on Friday, but since I posted on Wednesday I thought it might be a little much to write two large posts in the space of two days.  This is gonna be a long one.  (Besides, if I changed to a daily schedule I would feel guilty every time I couldn't go on the computer...I don't need the stress.)
      First things first: Thursday morning I got my braces off!  As my mom had continuously told me, if felt slimy.  I had to get a permanent lower retainer along with a nighttime upper one and the upper one hurts like heck to yank off my teeth.  They have to take a cast of my top teeth the make the retainer, which has got to be one of my top three things to avoid.  They have flavors for the pink stuff they use, but that doesn't matter because I can't taste it.  All I can taste is the icky metal tray they hold the pink stuff in.  Not only does it trigger my gag reflex, it makes my stomach sick, a combination that can come to no good.  But the braces are off and that's what matters.  I've also found out that when the lady who works on my mouth says "you're going to feel a little pressure" she means "it's going to feel like I'm yanking your teeth out of your mouth, but don't scream!" - _ -  Great.  I bet that's what they're trained in: reverse hyperboles.  
     To celebrate MC and I went to the grocery store across the street during lunch and bought sour gummy worms.  Well, I did, she bought sour gummy worms and fake tea.  Then, over the course of lunch she ate the entire bag of gummy worms and finished off the tea, and after she did, she asked if we could go back and buy another bag of candy.
     ...
     I thought I was supposed to be the hyper one?
     I only ate half the bag, and the rest's still in my lunch box.  (No, MC, you can't have any.)  That tea had a ridiculous amount of sugar in it, too.  She was pretty jumpy...
     I like drawing.  You could even say it's a hobby.  But I don't do it a lot.  Like, I'll doodle something when I have an idea or come up with something stupid when I'm bored...or I did.  Ever since I drew up the picture for Akira's and my contest I've been drawing a lot more, on full-size paper instead of in my sketchbook no less.  I even go over the drawings in softer lead to darken the lines and am considering inking a few of them.  I finish more and faster, too.  I think I may finally be on the road to actually continuing one of my comics.  I also found out part of why I don't finish a lot of my pictures; most of the time I don't like how they look because the eyes suck.  I love manga and all, but when it comes to the face the people have to be symmetrical, and that's nearly impossible with anime-style eyes.  So I've been taking a page out of Applegeeks's and Megatokyo's books and doing lazy yet expressive comic eyes, which mainly consist of a slightly curved line and a white circle.  And hey, it works!  I'm still using anime eyes every so often when what I'm drawing requires it, but mostly this comic style works great.  And I don't have to worry about changing the style too much when I go back to working on Zane's comic because their eyes are already like that, just a little bigger.  So it works.  I like it.
     Now that I have my braces off I can eat so many things I couldn't before.  Mom bought a huge bag of dark chocolate caramel pretzels from Costco.  They're DELICIOUS.  And just last night I got a caramel dessert when I went out to eat with my grandparents.  It seems that when they're here we eat out a lot.  Not that that's a bad thing, but...actually, maybe it is.  I'm stuffing my face with fattening foods every weekend, not to mention my frugality won't let me rest...  At least we're eating at sit-down restaurants.  But my mom used to make a nice dinner whenever they came to visit.  I wonder what happened to that?  Mmm, pork roast...
     I uploaded the cyborg picture to G+, so I can post it here for you guys to see, despite my being on a school computer.  Ah, the wonders of technology.  (I did promise.)  The hat and tail are based off things Piro wears in Megatokyo...I always thought they were so cute.  :3  So enjoy, and until next time, this is G-star, signing off!