Sacrificed To the Horrors of Gaming (Oh, Caffeinated Seattle/Yet Another Dream).

     Hello, all.  G-star here, and no, I don't really have much to talk about...
     MC doesn't really want to say hi, since she's doing Spanish, but SHE WILL ANYWAY.
     I hardly remember the first week of Christmas vacation, which my health teacher deigned to call winter vacation because "some people don't celebrate Christmas".  And that is true, there's also Hanukkah, and other holidays I can't remember...but seriously.  We get that week off specifically for Christmas, and the next for New Year's.  That's just how it is.  I don't understand why the teacher would purposely point that out.  He even asked everyone if there was anything they noticed about what he says...
     Ah well.  Too late for that.
     Patveli has been pestering MC and I to read Homestuck, and while I was a tiny bit interested at first, it got annoying and slightly dirty.  MC, on the other hand, has become obsessed.  Dang you, Patveli.  You've stolen my best friend and sacrificed her to the horrors of the internet.  (Not that I haven't already committed self-sacrifice with all these roleplays and dating sims...)  The only reason I'm even trying to read it is because I want to find out who Davesprite is.  He was a character in a webcomic-based dating sim and my favorite character.  So yes...
     Speaking of MC, she went to Seattle over last weekend.  (I, on the other hand, stayed home all break reading, surfing the web, and playing my new Naruto game.  Which, by the way, my brother has become sadly obsessed with, even though he pronounces it "Nay-ra-too."  Sad, but MC finds it hilarious.  And yes, I have continued reading Naruto and am currently on volume 15.  My favorite character in the game is Rock Lee, by far, because of his epic Taijutsu skills.  He was also my favorite character in the manga, and his fighting style matches my playing style perfectly.  Unfortunately, I can't play very far in story mode because I haven't read far enough and I don't want any spoilers.  At the same time I bought the Naruto game I got Guitar Hero World Tour and am having a ball with it, though I discovered Patveli's favorite song in one of the first gigs of career mode.  Well, lookey there, I just filled a paragraph that was supposed to be dedicated to MC's Seattle trip with a parentheses comment about my newest video games.  Those are my priorities.)  Apparently the highlight of the trip was....going to an underground bus station that looked like a train station in a giant concrete tube.  While that is interesting, I don't see why it wouldn't be something like Fifth Street Market or Starbucks (her favorite store EVER and the most populous building in Seattle).  Whatever.  That is Miss Cappuccino.
    Since I don't have anything else to talk about, let me mention another odd dream I had last night.  The first part was myself, some old friends, and Stulte (the last member of my private club with MC and Patveli) at some sort of Minecraft racecar track.  Suddenly there was an odd tidal wave and everything was flooded, and I was on a large makeshift raft in the middle of a neighborhood at night with MC, two boys from IHS, possibly Patveli, and Symphony, a character from MC's and my telovelic.  A shark somehow broke the raft into four pieces by hitting the bottom, and I was on a piece with MC, possibly Patveli, and one of the boys from IHS.  We paddled toward the others to try to bring the raft back together (how would we do that?) and somehow we managed it.  The rest of the dream was pretty much nonsense, except for one part where someone said of Symphony "If he had any less testosterone, he'd be making daisy chains".  Oddly enough, this pretty much defines his character.  He's a WIMP.  Also, MC had a dream that my parents were running a sketchy business in the house where people had to actually come into the house, and for some reason my brother wasn't allowed to know and....hiding and...tonsils...you know what?  Nevermind.
     And that would pretty much be everything interesting that's happened in the last week.  Let's hope I get a life soon.  Until next week or whenever, this is G-star, signing off.

Mini-Ramble: A New Year's Telovelic (What?).

     Diddly doo-da and happy New Year, everybody!  I would've loved to write this right after midnight, but that dream was cruelly crushed into a fine powder by the fact that my mom has complete control over the one internet access point in the house that I'm allowed to touch. -_-  Anyway, that was then, and this is now.  What will happen in this strange new year of 2014?  Who knows?
     However, I know one thing.  MC and I are working on a web....um....I suppose the best way to describe it is a television show mixed with a novel and a comic.  Yes.  That works.  It's our web telovelic.  (Hey, I like that.)  I won't reveal the plot yet (you have to read it yourself for that), but just as soon as the first episode and the character profiles are up, I'll put up a link, okay?  MC is doing the writing, myself the art, and we're collaborating on the story and actual site.  Look forward to it, please!
     I still haven't finished telling you about my Christmas, have I...?  Well, it's too late for that, and I now have even less computer time due to my mom putting a password lock on the computer. T-T  So I can't blog when she's not home, even if she's okay with it.  Dangit...I'll have to ask her for a set blogging time every Wednesday.  Sorry, guys.  Until the next time I get to post....G-star out, and a happy New Year.

Mini-Ramble: No Getting Around the Name; It's That Short (Say Hello To Roo).

     Hello, all.  Yes, I know I had promised to post one of the past few days, and I fully intended to, but unfortunately I was inconvenienced both of those days; Thursday I had my brother's school's Christmas program, which I had forgotten about, and yesterday I had to go Christmas shopping.
     Speaking of which, I still need to buy a couple more presents, because even though I've finished off my immediate family, I have too many friends to buy something for all of them without either running out of money, feeling guilty about not getting someone something, or possibly both.  So I'm just going to focus on MC, Patveli, and Stulte (the third member of our "private, unofficial club"), even though I have a couple other people who got me small things whom I'm going to feel extremely guilty about not getting anything.  What can I say?  Oh, I know.  I HATE SHOPPING.  Especially for presents.
     Now then, I had some small things I wanted to talk about.  Firstly, I've heard a lot of studies about how people are more stressed around the holiday season than any other time of year, and I definitely agree.  Last night the rest of my family was freaking out because of an incident involving salsa, some presents, and a $50 poetry book.  I won't go further into detail, but my mom was spazzing, my brother was crying, and my dad was yelling.  Meanwhile, I was standing in the kitchen, feeding the cat, cool as a cucumber.  If I had thought about what was going on a little more, I would've broken down as well, but I tried not to think about it because I am an opposer of stress.  I hate stress because it makes my life harder, so I simply avoid it when possible.
     Now on to another topic.  At the aforementioned Christmas program I saw my friend Roo (yes, that's a nickname) for the first time in...um...I guess two months?  He's the only one of my middle school classmates whom I still keep up with, and while I DO keep up with him, I haven't Skyped him for a while.  He has a backstory, but I won't go into detail right now.  Anyway, he's the one who introduced me to Minecraft.  It was good to see him again face-to-face.
     I had more to talk about, but I'm half-asleep and can't remember any of it, so it'll have to wait...oh!  That's right.  I'm signing up for the school talent show with Patveli.  We're going to do a song, with me singing and him doing bass/guitar.  Of course, our choices are limited because it needs to be a song I can sing, with a bass line he can record and loop, and a cool-sounding guitar bit.  All of this needs to be decided by the end of winter break.  This will be difficult.
     Until Wednesday, when I hopefully remember more of the stuff I had to say, this is G-star, signing off.

Let it Snow...and Snow...and...MAKE IT STOP (Creepers and Pikachus/Addictive Yet Useless)!!!

     Hello, all.  G-star here.  Sorry I didn't post earlier; I was playing Wii with my little brother, and though I had this nagging feeling there was something I needed to do on the computer, I couldn't pin it down.  I'm sorry for forgetting all you amazing readers out there. u.u  I forgot it was Wednesday mainly because I depend on school to keep me up-to-date on what day it is.  Why dodn't I have school, you ask?  That would be because the local roads have been blocked with ice and snow since Friday.  Yes, it is normally my city's duty to clear the roads with their ginormous street-sweepers, but although they cleared out the intersection leading to several stores and a couple schools, for some reason they (the ever-present, all-powerful "they") decided that the long street that leads down to my house, with over a hundred homes on it altogether, didn't deserve sweeping.  This, of course, basically nullified the purpose of clearing the big intersection of ice and snow, as no one could get to it to visit stores.  Being unable to leave the house has driven my mom to the brink of insanity.
     Of course, all this snow has its good sides, too.  On Friday it was too powdery to build anything with, so MC and I just walked around the neighborhood.  We found some icicles hanging off a car, and I broke one off and licked it...yes, I understand the health hazards of licking something you broke off a car, but it looked clean and I was thirsty.  (I was also kind of hoping it might stick to my tongue, but nothing happened.)  The next day we just stayed inside reading and playing video games (that's when MC and Ducis came over) and Sunday my family went outside and had a huge snowball fight, made an unsuccessful snowman,  tried to make the dog drag us around on a sled (which, unfortunately, didn't work), and made Dad drag us around on a sled (which, unfortunately for Dad, did work).  (I mentioned this in a comment after posting on Sunday.)
     Since "they" never cleared out the neighborhood and the snow is taking forever to melt, I haven't had school all week.  I'm not sure if I'll have it tomorrow; my extremely indecisive school says they're going to wait until tomorrow to make anything official.
     Most people would take full advantage of all this, but I'm personally kind of hoping that we'll have school tomorrow.  Why?  Well, remember that Gaming Club tournament I mentioned before?  It was supposed to have started yesterday and go on until, at least I think, the beginning of January (taking into account the two-week Christmas break), but since we missed the first day of the tournament and maybe the second day as well, I'm not sure what will happen.  Also, (and I don't think I've mentioned this before, and even though it's not relevant, I don't care because it's interesting,) the prize for the winner of the tournament is a quarter of the total profits from sign-ups (it costs $2 to sign up), while the other 3/4 will be going to new games, controllers, and overall equipment for the club.
     This is unrelated, but this entry has been slow going thanks to a website I just discovered called My Candy Love.  Well, I say 'just discovered', but I've actually been seeing ads for it for months now and only today decided to check it out.  So far it's interesting, but I can't go very many places...  Well, looks like Ken wants to go on a date with me.
     This really is an odd game.  Yet so addicting....  (Mostly because one of the characters looks like Tamaki Suoh. <-<)
     Speaking of computer simulation, MC has gotten me addicted to one called "Little Alchemist".  You're provided with four elements and have to combine them in all sorts of ways to create new ones.  It was fun at first, but now that I have a ton, it's sort of a pain to find two elements that might do something.  That wasn't really important, I just felt like I needed to make this entry longer.
      It's strange; when I first started blogging, every post was short, and I was fine with it.  But now that I've had so much to talk about (sort of) and they've been getting longer, I feel an obligation to make every post just as long, regardless of whether I actually have something to talk about.  Interesting.  Hopefully, at some point, I'll actually have a need instead of an urge because of my interesting social life.  (Yeah, like THAT'LL ever happen.  Why do you think I spend my time playing dating sims and roleplaying?)
     I just remembered something.  My little brother recently downloaded the Minecraft mod "Pixelmon", and I felt an immediate pull.  We're both Pokeheads and, though we only have two of the actual games (counting the Wii Battle Stadium game), collect the cards with wild abandon.  He with his ridiculously strong EX and Stage 3 cards; I with my strategic cards possessing only attack effects.  Oddly enough, I always beat him.  (I wonder why that is?  -v-)  Anyway, he went the "honest way" with his Pixelmon game, starting from scratch in Survival, cheats off, with nothing but a starter, living in Pokemon Centers and desperately scrounging for Apricorns, and guessing when it came to crafting Pokeballs.  While I, ever the logical one, started in Creative with cheats on and took the "reasonable way"; providing myself with a home, the essentials (crafting table, furnace, chests) and Pokemon Center supplies (as I was unable to find one, no matter how far I flew), and catching one Pokemon over level one with a Master Ball.  After that, though, I went Survival, actually bothering to LOOK UP Pokeball crafting recipes as I played.  And what was the result?  My brother still only has his starter (as he was unable to make any Pokeballs), no home, and is desperately trying to get along with no cheat abilities.  I, on the other hand, have a full team (and then some), plenty of self-crafted Dusk Balls and Level Balls, and manage to heal my Pokemon between battles.  Let's take a second and think about which one was the better idea.
     Now then, I need to go level up my recently acquired Miltank and track down an Abra that's been giving me the slip.  Until Saturday, this is G-star, signing off.

Mini-Ramble: Chapter 1 (Evil Static/The Endless Reading Cycle)

     Hello, all.  I'm sorry this is a day late; MC and Ducis (the aforementioned "private club's" fearless leader) came over yesterday to help me practice for the Gaming Club's upcoming "Super Smash Bros. Brawl" tournament.
     I don't think I mentioned this before; see, oddly enough, my school's video game club is really more serious than any of the others.  Last year's club president did absolutely nothing for the club, but this year's president (well, more like the second-in-command is doing all the work) is putting on a fundraiser to buy more games, remotes, and overall better equipment in the form of a tournament.  There's a two-dollar entry fee, and I was the first to sign up.  I plan on using Ike, because, although I've been using Pokemon Trainer the most during club meetings, Ike is my best character.
     Anyway, there's been something slightly concerning going on in my bedroom.  I've been sleeping with 3-5 blankets on top of my comforter since October, and now, whenever I shift any of them, you can hear crackling static.  I've been shocked a few times just getting out of bed.  And at night, when I sit up to fix the blankets at the bottom of the bed, you can see flashing sparks.
     It's kind of cool, but I'm a little scared I'll get a bad shock one of these days.  I already have static problems with my hair.
     Speaking of night, last night I sat down in bed at about 9:30 to read volume 4. of Loveless.  I had intended to read maybe two chapters, do a little drawing, and then get up, say goodnight to my parents, and go to bed so I could listen to an audiobook.  Next thing I knew, I looked up and it was 11.
     I had been reading like this: every couple of chapters I would decide to read another, since it wasn't that late yet and I was a fast reader, and I'd do that again, and again, and so forth, until I realized I had finished the book.  I didn't think it would take an hour and a half to read a manga, but I guess it did (and it makes sense since Loveless is longer than most).  By the time I got up the lights were off and I wasn't planning on crossing the house in the dark to see if they were awake -- I've been reading a reeeeaaaally good ghost novel by Jonathon Stroud, one of my favorite authors -- so I just went to bed, wondering if they would think I was mad at them.
     "Oh, one more chapter won't hurt....hm, I can't stop here, so I'll keep reading until I find a good cut-off spot...I'm almost done, so why stop now?...oh."  That pretty much describes my reading patterns.  Once I start, I can't stop, no matter what I promise myself.
     This leads to a lot of prematurely finished books and a lengthy period of boredom between me finishing every book to the next library visit.
     I need help.
     In any case, here are the last two chapters of my story, unparalleled in lack of perseverance.  I'm doing two at once because the last one is very short and it would be pointless to post it by itself.  Next week, if at all possible, I'll start posting bits and pieces of the comic instead, and if not, bits of roleplays I did or fan art, which will go along faster from now on since I finally have a drawing style I can work with quickly and well.  Until Wednesday, G-star out.

Chapter 1 -- Sensei

Geesh, maybe I should take that guy out shopping for people skills, thought Zane, when suddenly a petite, dark-haired girl came out of the other room (how there could be another room in a warehouse, Zane couldn’t guess) carrying a pile of boxes.  Even sweaty with effort and wearing a baggy hoodie that was rolled up to the elbows, Zane couldn’t stop gaping.  She flicked her short bangs out of her eyes (Zane could have sworn it was in slow motion with little flowers) and glanced up at Zane.  “As long as you’re doing nothing other than gaping open-mouthed at my forehead, could you give me a hand, newby?”  Zane nodded, still slightly jaw-dropped, and took a box off the top of the stack.  

“Oh, Zane, that’s my niece, Kenna.  She’s living here until her parents make up, and she’s a pretty skilled martial artist herself.”  No kidding, thought Zane, at the risk of sounding cheesy, she’s already karate chopped my heart for sure.  And then he dropped the cardboard box on his foot, emitting a yelp of pain.

A Ton of Stuff You SHOULDN'T READ (As I Argue With My Conscience).

     Hello, all.  G-star here.
     Even though I tried my hardest not to use up anything I had to talk about, I still don't know what to write.  Nothing interesting has happened the past week aside from a lot of large assignments to do over Thanksgiving break.
     Simply put, I still need a social life.  Help me.  (Help yourself!  Go talk to people!  No wonder MC calls you anti-social.)
     I guess one vaguely relevant thing has happened...whenever I go to the library I check out a few audiobooks to listen to in bed before I go to sleep, and I recently found one interesting-sounding "authorized sequel" to the original Peter Pan story called Peter Pan in Scarlet.  I was a little confused at first because I've read a lot of "Peter and the Starcatchers" books lately and the characters, strangely enough, are completely different.  Anyway, I thought it would be a nice, refreshing return to Wendy, John, Michael, and the Lost Boys and their adventures in Neverland.  NOPE.  As soon as the kids (I guess you could call them that) got there, the book described the creepy fog and stuff all over the island.  Soon one of them found a bunch of mermaid skeletons.  MERMAID.  SKELETONS.  I caught on there that something was off about this so-called "sequel", but, oh, it got even worse from there.  About fifteen minutes later, the whole group got together to observe...of all things....the corpse (well, I guess more like a skeleton at that point) of the ticking crocodile that plagued Hook for all those years.  That's HORRIBLE!!  Immediately afterward they were attacked by man-eating lions, mad bears, and talked to by this guy I'm SURE was a demon.  Needless to say, I turned the audiobook off after that.  Why the heck would that be in the children's section of a library (where I get my audiobooks), much less be read to a bunch of children in a hospital?!  That was the most morbid fairytale I ever heard!  Gosh, that's simply psychotic....  (Why did you tell all that to a general audience that may include children?  Idiot.  Now you'll be sued.)  They can't sue minors.  Can they?  (Well, there was the girl whose cat killed a squirrel.  She was sued.)  Dangit.
     Good, I got that out of my system.  Now, to talk about manga.  Ha!  (Haha...no, I don't know why that's funny either.)  Yesterday I started reading Naruto, for the simple reason of it being the longest series present at my school library.  I really wasn't very interested beforehand because, at risk of sounding biased, I don't like reading popular manga.  (A brother of a friend whom I told this to said there was a name for it...I've forgotten, though.)  If you've been keeping up with my blog you'll understand that I prefer to avoid being cliche, and this will make sense.  If not, go read the rest of my blog.  Now.  Anyway, I'm not allowed to read graphic novels rated Older Teen (16+) for obvious reasons.  (At least I hope they are.  How old do you think I am, 18?)  The thing is, the Asian seem to have a different sense of what's appropriate for different age groups than Americans. (they do, right?  If not, I'm concerned for our nation's ethics system.)  Remember that Korean comic I mentioned I was reading, Very! Very! Sweet?  Well, that's teen-rated, yet has a ton of unnecessary cussing (I think I may have said this before).  Naruto, though without cussing, is dirty in another way.  In the first volume it showed a nearly naked woman.  Needless to say this manga is not recommended for children (especially boys) thirteen or younger.  (Great, now they're all going to want to read it.  Why did you mention this at all?)  I write what I write.  Go away.  In fact, burn it!  Burn it all!!!  (She says as she's reading volume 2.)  That's because it's still...entertaining, though....  Well, that was only in the first volume, and it has a cool plot...I'll update you if it gets any worse, though.  (Hypocrit.)  Interrupter.  Well, I'll see you on Saturday, but until then, G-star out.  (Yeah, go read more of the manga you just told everyone to avoid.  Niiiice.)

I Think That Square-Shaped Blob Above Nevada is....Alaska (Don't Do This At Home/Public Rambling)?

     Hello, all.  G-star here...realizing that it probably would've made things easier for everyone if I had just waited a day to talk about my weird dream.  Because now I have nothing to talk about...or do I?  (I'm just confusing myself.  This Quicken program I'm using in BC does nothing to help the matter.)  Let me see...oh!  I think I might have something.
     Firstly, to introduce this random topic, how knowledgeable should a teacher be in their subject?  Should they have a college degree?  Had all A+'s in high school in their subject?  Well, I don't know about that, but I think they should at least be able to spell a word essential to their specialty....  Yes, I'm going somewhere with this, be patient.  My health teacher was giving a lecture (well, sort of) and was writing on the board while he did so.  I'm a grammar/spelling Nazi (as MC well knows; I am her editor, after all) and I was watching his writing carefully, when he spelled "hygiene" wrong (like "hygene" -.-).  He also spelled "tetanus" wrong (without the "a").  I feel I should be concerned, especially since he's an IHS (International High School) teacher.  I originally thought IHS would just be a really advanced version of high school, but it turns out that it's no such thing (at least not yet); instead, we just learn about what we normally would, except about other countries more than ours.  Of course, in Geography, it doesn't make a difference, as I bet they're studying other countries in the regular geography classes as well.  It actually sort of annoys me that we're not studying America's geography, as I never did that to begin with.  All through middle school, we studied the Middle East, and that was it.  Even in American History, we didn't do any maps (or even capitals).  Heck, I can't even name all the states, much less all fifty capitals!  Apparently, in 4th grade at that school (the year before I started attending), they spend the whole year studying American history and geography.  The class does state reports and everything.  The closest I've gotten to learning the states was when I was home schooled (sometime in 3rd or 4th grade, I think) when we spent maybe a week learning about the states, one at a time.  Neither my brother nor I could focus, though, so we stopped after Alaska (they were alphabetized).  So I know maybe four state capitals, but that's my limit.  I think during Thanksgiving break I may do some personal study, because, if I want to get a college scholarship, they're going to expect me to be able point out North Dakota on a map.
    I just spent a giant paragraph ranting about how I'm completely useless in American geography.  (Well, no dur, Captain Obvious. -3-) Even I think that was boring.  I'm sorry.  I'll try to do better.
     Speaking of talking aimlessly, in IHS Health we're working on public speaking.  At first I thought that was completely un-health-related, but apparently the topic on the twenty-minute speeches we'll be writing (at least, I think that's how long they're supposed to be; I passed out when the teacher said "twenty minutes") will have to do with what we've been learning recently -- that would be vaccines and antibiotics -- or simply be something health-related.  The only one I can think of that's even slightly interesting-sounding to me is "why anime limits are completely unrealistic and you should never try those situations at home".  I'm going to ask the teacher, but he'll probably say no.  It'd be fun, though...I was going to use Hayate the Combat Butler as examples; it would work well, considering how much Hayate can withstand.  He would be the "don't do this at home, kids" guy who ends up in the hospital.  Thing is, it's supposed to be a formal speech, and I don't think talking like I'm writing a blog is very formal...oh well.  I'll try.  I'm sorry I never posted the next part of my story on Saturday; it never crossed my mind in the midst of the excitement on going to the library.  Maybe sometime I'll talk about my library trips...they're definitely more interesting than geography.  Until Saturday, G-star out.

Click Update, Got t3h Power (Stupid Parasites/BC Commentary)!

     Hello, all.  G-star here, frustrated and itchy.  Frustrated because I've been sitting outside the school library for half an hour, waiting for someone to unlock it so I could check out a book and start this week's entry.  (The same thing happened last week; Wednesdays are late starts so I come early to watch anime and start blogging, but it always ends up opening at a stupid late time.  Even now, I only have five minutes to type.)  Itchy because, as is every fall here, this is the season of mosquitoes, and those parasitic little vampires seem to love the taste of my blood.  I have bites all over the place, on my arms, my face, my back (I don't even), and they take weeks to go away.  It's worse when I forget about them, because then I scratch at them absently, remember they're there, but by then it's too late; they itch even more.  I'm sorry, I just spent a good paragraph complaining about trivial things.  Some interesting (good interesting) things have happened this past week.  Firstly, (and this happened a couple weeks ago; it's just that it's only now relevant,) I recently saw a poster hanging on the cork strip serving as the bulletin board that goes down one of the hallways.  (Not that seeing a poster there is weird, but...)  It said "Please don't cut yourself today.  I love you. -- Jesus".  I thought that that was really sweet and a testament to the Christian belief that someone would put that up.  I'm mentioning this now because, yesterday, I saw a girl with a bright red t-shirt that said "Keep Calm, Jesus Loves You".  These are brave people to express their love for God in a public high school.
     I wonder, have your missed (or noticed, for that matter) the business class running commentary?  Yeah, I know, I stopped after the first one, but that's because my seat was moved.  It wasn't even official; one day, a boy was sitting in my seat and told me that I moved across the aisle.  It was pretty obvious that he was just sitting there so he could talk with his friend (who sat next to me), but I didn't complain.  In fact, my life is pretty blissful now.  No more T-dog trying to copy my homework, no more Ginger insulting me with dirty words, just pure, unlimited focus...which I use, of course, to write my blog entries.  (Maybe I should use it to focus on the business curriculum instead?)
     Once again, I've gone off on a tangent (and an irrelevant one, at that).  I'm sorry.  At this point, I'm just trying to make this post as long as possible before I start to complain about the fact that no one but MC has posted on the forums I spent a week working on.  Oops.  Anyway, at least check them out, please!!!  (I feel this will not help any, as all my requests for comments were completely ignored as well. T-T)
     One thing I wanted to start this week is a regular update on the manga I'm reading.  It would be monthly, as that's about the same frequency as my visits to the library (I wish they were more often), and I would only talk about manga I've begun to read recently.  If I talked about my old favorites, I would never stop.  The first one will be in this post; I'll write them like lists and, once I accumulate enough, will make a separate page to organize them on.  (Speaking of which, I think I have an idea for how to organize the list page.  I'll try it as soon as I'm done with this.)  Other than that, until Saturday, this is G-star, signing out.

Recent Manga Update:
Loveless (Yun Koga)- I've been curious about this one for a while, and on my last visit to the local library, I checked out the volumes 1-2 omnibus and have been reading a chapter per night.  (It's incredibly difficult to keep from reading more, it's that good.)  The only thing is, about two chapters in, its well, "yaoi-ness" was revealed.  Since it has a teen rating, I seriously doubted that it would have yaoi content despite the cover illustration (which wasn't disgusting, just one guy character touching the others' face).  It appears I was wrong.  Also, the characters live in a world where, apparently, everyone has cat/dog ears and a tail...at least, until they lose their virginity, in which case the ears...fall off?  I'm not sure.  It hasn't shown that yet, and I hope it never will.  It has sparse cussing, not major words, but overall it has interesting characters and a good plot.  Even so, I'm glad I didn't buy it when I saw it at Barnes and Noble, or I may have gotten in trouble if my mother had seen it.  The writing and art is great, and one minor character in particular, Kio, has already grown on me. ^-^
Fairy Tail (Hiro Mashima)- I'll count this as a recent read, since I'm only 4 volumes in.  I've always liked fantasy stories, manga or otherwise, and this series does the genre pride.  I admit, the main character's outfit could be a bit more modest (heck, PLEASE MAKE IT MORE MODEST, HIRO-SAN!!) and there's one character who will randomly take off his shirt (and to think he's my favorite character. T-T  NO!  That's not the reason!), but there's good humor, great plots, extremely sparse cussing (and little words, too), and interesting characters.  I'm currently waiting with bated breath to check out volume 5.
Very! Very! Sweet (Jisang Shin and Geo)- A Korean manga (can I even call it manga?) about...well, I'm still trying to figure it out.  I'm on volume...3?  4?  I've forgotten, that's how little it matters in my life.  So far, I think it's about a boy from Japan who's forced to move to Korea, a Korean girl who's extremely frugal, her sister, the boy who rooms with them, and...their cats?  The characters cuss too often for a teen-rated comic, the characters all look the same (especially if it zooms in on their faces), and the plot throws me off.  And yet...I'm still reading it.  Why?  Well, I don't know.  Maybe that question will be answered if I read another volume....

Mini-Ramble: Chapter 1 (Still No Fan Art)

     Hello, all.  G-star here.  I don't have anything to talk about, so I'll just go straight to the excerpt...except...I'm sorry, but that picture I mentioned I'd put up two weeks ago is still not scanned.  I was going to post it today, but I was not allowed on the computer (at home, at least) today, and so I am typing this from MC's house.  (Thank you, MC.)  Her scanner does not work, so I'll see if I can scan it a little later today if I manage to get computer permission.  For now, though, settle for this.  It shall be torturous fun.  Until Wednesday, (or maybe later,) G-star out.

Chapter 1 -- Sensei

[Hello there.  In case you were wondering, I’m Zane Jacques Hart, and, yes, sorry to ruin the suspense, but that figure on the cliff edge was me.  I thought that sort of introduction might be dramatic, although I suppose that it’s also a bit too much.  But it got you interested, right?  Well, anyway, this is the story of how I came to be what I am, and when I say that, I mean how I became the sort of person who would have white hair and something to write a book about.  I bet you’re curious as to why I have white hair.  You see, it all started when I was just a lad...er, boy of 16...]

The Gender Rant/Stories of G-star the HeShe (Forums Are Up!/My "Accidental" Haircut).

     Hello, all.  G-star here.  I got my hair cut short (like, my blog background short [it used to be a bob, like in my Google+ avatar]) last Thursday (was it really only Thursday?  How the time flies).  I think it looks nice, though it takes a bit of hairspray and product to keep it so.  The thing is, I hate hair products of any type, because I think they make my hair greasy.  Soft, natural hair is better.  Anyway, a few minutes ago at my locker, a boy from the gaming club (all we do is play Super Smash Bros. Brawl) came over and noted that I had gotten a haircut.  After that, he immediately inquired "why did you let them cut it that short?"  ||-=-  What do you mean, "why did I let them?"  I ASKED them to... (or more like her) That's the whole point of haircuts, to get the style you want...  Needless to say, I don't think he like my haircut.  Or maybe he thought it made me look too much like a boy.  See, I have a naturally boyish face; my brother's Nintendo3DS took a picture of me and identified me as a young boy. o_o  I've actually been mistaken for a guy several times.  Once, when MC and I went to a movie, I decided to wear a boy tee advertising a school play I had been and a baseball cap (my hair had still been in a bob).  After the movie, when we were waiting for MC's mom to come pick us up, we were screwing around in the arcade (we didn't have any tokens, though).  This older teenage couple came in (this happened sometime this spring), played a few games, then left.  Before they did, though, they gave us their remaining tokens (maybe 8) and told us to have fun.  Later, MC and I laughed about and agreed, that by the way they were acting when they gave us the tokens (their faces cried "oh, that's so cute!") that they had mistaken us for a couple.  Well, I was wearing boys' clothing and all, but I thought it was funny beyond belief.  (Thinking back on it, though, it wasn't that funny, just a little weird.)  MC will probably be a little annoyed by me telling this story, but it was relevant, and, yes, kind of funny.  Also, more recently, (after I decided to start riding my bike to school) something a little similar happened.  I stopped at the corner of this big intersection right by my school, waiting for the light, when this random boy showed up (he was young; maybe middle school age?) and we just started chatting, since the light was taking forever.  Right before it turned green, though, and after the main conversation was over, he awkwardly said "I can't really pin down a gender....you are...?"  I was laughing about it all day.  I suppose it was understandable, though; that day I had been wearing a baggy hoodie I got in DC, and my hair had been short enough to pass for a boys'.  I still think it was funny, though, how, after a few minutes of chatting, he couldn't tell whether I was a guy or a girl.
     ...I just spent half the blog talking about my gender.  That was not intentional, I promise.  The haircut deal was originally going to be just a passing comment, but I guess I got more into it than I had meant to.  Now, to what you've all been waiting for: the forums are done!  (You have been waiting for that, right?)  I'll put up the page and link right after I'm done with this.  I hope you enjoy the various roleplays and chat areas!  Until Saturday, this is G-star, signing off.

*I'm sorry!!  Something screwed up and the majority of the blog was turned into coding!!  This entry will be a little late, as will the forum page.  Gonen'nasai.*

Pro's Opinion, Upcoming (Bus. Class 2: The Nothing Chronicles).

     Hello, all.  G-star here, writing this up before school in the library on the most annoying keyboard EVER.  I've found a new roleplay website that I'm addicted to, although I don't know if it's better or worse than warriorcats.  The people on the roleplays I actually manage to join almost never post, which is good because I don't have to check every five minutes just to keep, but is also bad as I do that anyway out of impatience.  Let's see how this goes...  Anyway, to this week's activities.  Not too much has happened other than I finished a short essay for Lit. last night, and I have to finish a French menu and a colored map of Australia by tomorrow.  Crud.  And yes, I am wasting my time blogging instead of doing my homework.  How did you guess?  I'm such a horrible procrastinator...  I have Friday off (it's a teacher workday) and two pools in my area will be open for a "No School Swim Day".  Unfortunately, I hate swimming by myself, and MC, the only friend who'll come with me, usually gets out after 10 minutes, which kind of ruins the point of swimming (no offense, MC).  Oh!  This is completely unrelated, but it came to mind; my great-grandma has recently moved to town, and a man in her building is an artist.  He carves, paints, all sorts of stuff...but he's mostly blind.  (I don't know how he does it.)  According to both my great-grandma and my grandma (who was in town this weekend) he wants to see some of my art. *squuuueeeeeee*  A PROFESSIONAL ARTIST!  WANTS TO SEE MY STUFF!  Although I think my grandma may have exaggerated my skill a bit...  Apparently she told him how I put so much emotion in my character's eyes.  The thing is, a lot of the time their eyes are closed, because I'm lazy...  So I'm a tad worried.  Well, let's see how this goes.  I'm going to be done for now, and I'll come back in Business class to write my "running commentary".  G'bye for now.

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     I'm back.  T-dog and his friends spend a surprisingly large amount of time looking at Duck stats (the football team, not the poultry).  Do they really change that often?  Right now, though, he's watching Holes (the movie) on Youtube.  Eee, that is SUCH a great movie!!  It's as good as the book, which I did a report on in 5th grade.  I love the part where a bunch of black-tongued lizards are crawling around on them.  I'm sorry, did I give something away?  Hehe.  Alrighty, I don't think much else is going to happen in an hour, so I'll just be done now.  Until next week (or possibly Saturday), G-star out.

No Giggling, No Texting, No Stereotyping (A Moment of Silence; My First Finished Fan Art)!

     Hello, all.  Before I begin, I would like to have a moment of silence for those who died today in the Twin Towers catastrophe.  I'd like to, but I don't know how to do that in a blog, so...





     I'll count that as a moment of silence.  Alright, let's get to it. 
     Today was my first day of high school, and it was...interesting.  I believe I'm beginning to understand public school "classes": nerd, jock, preppy, geek, emo, loner, goth.  (Not to be prejudice!)  I used to go to a private school, a very small one, so we were all in the same "class"; I thought of us as a family, but everybody else probably thought of as the school montage.  Unlike most of the grades, none of us were even the slightest bit alike, yet we all got along like, well, family.  In high school, though, the "classes" are pretty much defined by the cafeteria tables, which, by the way, were round, not rectangular, contrary to popular belief.  I ended up sitting with two girls I had made acquaintances with, two more who just sort of showed up and yet still knew my name, and one more girl who seemed not to have any friends yet.  I don't know if I've told you this yet, but I absolutely hate being cliché and/or a stereotype.  In other words, I will attempt NOT be anything like anyone you can read about as a character in almost every fiction book in existence.  Which is why, as you may understand, I was agitated by the fact that all my "friends" thus far were girls, making me "one of the giggling girls".  *-*  NO LIKEY.  I try my best to be a tomboy loner!Yeah, I know I seem obsessive, but that kind of thing really bugs me!  So, since I wasn't talking to anyone at the table anyway (too absorbed in the latest volume of Special A) I decided to go hang out in the courtyard.  Not that there was anything really to do there... I just kind of wanted to find MC.  Later I checked my phone (in my backpack in my locker) and found out that she had texted me during lunch to ask where I was. -_-'  I think I need to use my phone more often...no...that would make me one of the cliché constantly digitally connected teenagers.  Hm, this was originally supposed to be about how my day went, but instead it turned into a rant about my animosity of clichés.  Ah, the freedom of rambling.  Thinking back on it, nothing else I did today was particularly interesting...  I got lost.  Quite a few times.  Once I got lost on the way to the same class I got lost to yesterday at the introduction thingy.  In the exact same way; ending up on the other side of the school from where I was supposed to be.  -_-""  I have a feeling this is going to be a long year.  Oh, and an update on the Death Note fan art I was working on for MC; it's done!  I'll post it in this entry.  (Remember, this blog is copyrighted, so no using it for avatars/signatures/backgrounds/character bios, please!  Or anything else!!  Credit for Light and L goes to the respective author.)  Next week I'll post another update on how school's going, and possibly a list of clichés that drive me nuts.  For now, G-star out.

Digital Design and Accidental Advertising (The Battle of the Otakus).

     Hello, all.  Well, in my book, it's officially the school year!  Aaaah....  As I'm a freshman, I attended...well, not really an orientation, but I received my Student ID, school picture, and class schedule.  My first class is Geometry, at 8:30 in the morning.  Dag, this is gonna be fun.... ;_;  Originally, I had signed up for a new elective called (insert my school here) Idol.  I was going to learn the basics of stage singing, microphone use, etc., etc., (I'm a relatively amateur singer, by the way,) but instead I was put in something called "History of Rock and Roll" since that's almost all that would fit my schedule, which I think would be more boring than the title implies, especially since I prefer techno. B]  Speaking of techno, I was recently introduced to a couple bands (made by the same person) that specialize in techno, and they're really good.  One, Eleventyseven, can be found on iTunes, but you have to do a little searching for the other one, The Jellyrox.  Comment with a request and your email and I'll send you a link to one of their old songs to download (they don't sell them online anymore, so they're not pirated, no worries)!  Check out Rhett Gedies on Google+ if you like them, he's in (if not the President of) the Jellyrox fan club, and you can get more music and even t-shirts from him!  *ahem*  Sorry, that was off-track.  Anyway, since I never signed up to learn about Elvis's personal life, I switched to "Digital Media Design".  In other words, I get to make blogs like this for grades!!  Awesome, right??  Yeah...um... *goes off and listens to Demons*  Hi.  I thought that might be an appropriate place for a pause.  Miss Cappuccino is currently on a houseboat somewhere, reading a thick book, so since she couldn't go to get her schedule, I'm waiting with bated breath for her return so we can compare classes (we will be attending the same high school)!  Speaking of MC, I'm currently working on some fan art for her and I might post it on here if I can figure out how to color it on Paintshop.  Not that I don't know how, I'm just not very good at it.  At ALL.  I prefer colored pencils, especially these cool watercolor ones MC got me for my birthday.  If you go over them with a wet paintbrush they look like watercolor paints, although I couldn't do that unless I drew my art on watercolor paper, and that stuff's surprisingly expensive...  In any case, it's Death Note fan art with MC cheering for L and myself for Light.  I haven't watched the anime for a while, but I did see a good portion and we just happen to each favor one of the lifelong enemies.  So it's a constant battle of "Light's cooler!" and "L's cuter!".  If you watch Death Note, tell me what you think in the comments below.  Who's better?  Light or L?  You tell us.  See you next week; for now, G-star out.

I'll Never Be Able To Decide On Just ONE College Degree, Will I.... (My Brother and the Bottomless Pit)

     Hello, all.  Not much happened last week, so this should be relatively short.  One thing, though, is that my brother has not been having the best week.  This Sunday my family went to a church picnic.  It was all going well until my brother realized his sweater was gone.  He had left it with some other people's stuff (why, I'll never know) and when they left both their stuff and his sweater disappeared.  A couple days later he realized his glasses were gone too.  Unlike me, he only wears them when he watches TV/movies or we go out somewhere, so they aren't as essential, but our parents are still freaking out.  I wonder if he'll find them...  *checks to see if he found them while she wasn't paying attention*  Nope.  Probably never.  Alrighty then, since I have all this extra space, I think I'll write a list.  A subject came to mind earlier that you might be interested in, but first, an update on MC's and my "Dystopian Fantasy".  I've finished the first page of Chapter 2, and when we reviewed it, we were in awe of just how different our styles are.  This is going to be...interesting.  And as I was considering this, it occurred to me just how many different businesses and stories MC and I have tried to start...  So far, our current book is the only one that's even barely succeeded, but here are some others, and how they went, for your enjoyment...  Keep in mind, a lot of these were years ago.  See you next week.  G-star, signing off.

       Assorted Occupations by Miss Cappuccino and Myself

• Fashion designers (came up with some designs, but never made a real article of clothing)
• Band (found some songs, rehearsed them, then gave up)
• Hair accessory makers (drew a picture; that's it)
• Dog walkers (made flyers but got no business)
• Comic writers (made characters and forgot about it)
• Desk toy/action figure makers (sold some to my family and then forgot about it)
• Film directors/actors (filmed the first couple scenes for one, then forgot about it)
• Music video(ers?) (made some when we were little; they were cute, but they kind of stunk)
• Tons and tons of, of course, lemonade stands (I think you can guess...)
• Journal/Diary makers (now that I think about it, this was mainly me...and I still have some; it went surprisingly well >_>)
• Bloggers/Website Designers.... (I think you can see how that went.  Haha.  She helped me with one blog site, we made another for some recordings, and one more just for the heckofit.  None of them received any views/visits. u.u)

Little Miss Otaku (Two Amateur Authors).

     Hello, all.  I said I would, and I will...  A POST ALL ABOUT MY ANIME OBSESSION!  Well, and other things to...  Before I ramble for twenty minutes about my favorite characters, however, I'll write a recap of what's happened this week.  First, Miss Cappuccino is spontaneously going on vacation to California tomorrow.  We'll still Skype, though, since she has it on her phone.  And we have a reason to!  We have recently began work on what we call a "Dystopian Fantasy".  I won't say much on it because we don't want the idea taken, but I will say it's the best we've made so far.  We've tried many times to write stories, novels, comics, etc... but we always stopped after making a character and a very vague plot.  But I tell ya, this is gonna be it!!!  I'll tell you how it goes.  We'll work on it over Skype while MC's on vacation and then when she's back.  Now for the meat of the post...  For at least two years I've had an obsession with manga, starting with the children's manga Animal Academy by Hakobune Hakusho and going from there to the young adult section eventually.  My favorite manga are probably Aya Kanno's Otomen, CLAMP's Tsubasa, and Maki Minami's Special A.  The art isn't the best ever for the last one, but it's really funny.  For some reason, I try to avoid most of the more popular anime, probably because I hate clichés, and if I become a Sasuke fan then I'll be a walking cliché!  Stupid clichés...  I'm actually a pretty good artist myself and I've drawn a couple of fan-art pictures and I plan to write a manga once my art improves a little more.  I'll post my fanart after I finish each picture, but only if you remember the copyright, okay?  Yeah.  Anyway, there's this thing about good manga/anime where I become obsessive over one character, (usually a guy,) but only for really good ones.  Maybe because the characters are better developed?  Wow, I thought this post would be better than this.  Since I've used up most of my writing skills today making up Dystopian Fantasy, maybe I'll just write a list...  Oh, and I'm going on a high school youth group coast retreat tomorrow, so that's probably what next week's post will be about.  G-star, signing out.  See you next week!

     My Top Manga/Anime (and which version I prefer)

1. Lucky Star (Anime)
2. Ouran Host Club (Anime)
3. Tsubasa: Reservoir Chronicle (Manga)
4. Otomen (Manga)
5. Special A (Manga)
6. xxxHolic (Manga)
7. Death Note (Anime)
8. Black Butler (Anime)
9. Pearl Pink (Manga)
10. Mamotte!  Lollipop (Manga)
11. Me and My Brothers (Manga)
12. Library Wars: Love and War (Manga)
13. Tsubasa (Manga)
14. Yotsuba&! (Manga)
15. Yu-Gi-Oh! (Anime)