I haven't been online (at all) since two days ago (!!!) and this is because of the reasons stated in the previous post. ^^ Me and Alexander have played RE4 like rabid dogs, and Isabell, Therese and Anna have been watching biting their nails in fear. Playing gets a lot more scary when three girls sit behind you and stare at every shot you fire like it would be your last, and one of them screams every time another enemy enters the screen (I have to say that would be Anna, to preserve Therese's honor). To that we have added a light touch of Guitar Hero and Singstar, and a few minutes of FEAR and Jak II. This night Nick (den glade skåningen) and his PS3 had a fight-night so me and Alex headed over there playing boxing, hong-kong action, manga fighting, and olymic sports. To sum it up: I haven't missed internet. Unbelievable, I know.
Wanna know something cool? Nick's PS3 was crowded with about five, six guys (including Alex), and me. And it really felt like no one cared that I was a girl. They cracked a few female-unfriendly jokes without giving it a second's hesitation. As if that didn't boost my confidence and well-being enough, I played that manga fighting game for the first time and beat Axel two times (it's a cool name and he's a cool guy) and almost Alex (who's played it a hundred million times). It was the PS2 one with Sol Badguy (that's actually his last name!!! ^^) and Ky and stuff... I've seen pictures from it all around the net, but never seen the actual game. It was good.
I feel invigorated, empowered, boosted and alive.
Hey, did you notice that if you swap the letters of "game" you get "mage"? So cool. Then, to be really cheesy, you can make "mager" out of "gamer", and a "mager" would obviously be the logical word for the "overmage", the one who makes other mages. So... damn, everyone else blogs about God and parental law and, um, communist pigs, I feel so Jack Sparrow. I'm gonna go write some really deep poetry.
The ripples of time in stone
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Haha, you're awesome.
I was going to write something more, but I forgot what, and that pretty much summed it all up anyway, so I won't.
Ehm, yeah.
Keep doing whatever it is you're doing to feel like Jack Sparrow. =D Your blog is a nice break from all the deep stuff.
Sounds like you had a very nice weekend. I don't think I will ever understand that being-one-of-the-guys-thing though ^_~ Unless it ends with them taking their shirts off....*dwells into memories*
Sara, I'll have you know I am deeply shocked by your lack of innocence on this matter.
Told you she was slutty :P
well, unlike Sara who has a working libido, I think watching shirtless guys is nice entertainment but it ends there. Watching them being guy-ish is entertainment too. And being one-of-the-guys is to different from being one-of-the-girls. But if you can't feel it, you can't know it.
Gasp! Kristin! Don't tell people stuff like that! It'll ruin my image :P
And Da-Ryun I'll have you know that I was once one-of-the-guys. And I did not like it. That's probably why I am like I am today if I'm to be completely honest. That and little mermaid, scarred me for life that movie did...
The Little Mermaid?
Why is that?
I only saw it once when I was a kid, so I don't remember much.
It's her taste in clothing. And her very non-gender-pc behaviour.
Oh no Kristin do you seriously think I like those 'puffy' arms... Well when you count away those, it has probably influenced me though.
To sum the film up Anton, it's about a girl that the prince fall in love with because she's beautiful and quiet, because a witch has tricked her to give away her voice. Now that's enough to scar any girl...
Odd way to describe it!
The movie is about a girl who falls in love with a boy she can't ever have, since they don't belong to the same world.
The girl finds a way to live in this other world by sacrifising her voice to the witch. Her voice is the only thing the boy remembers about the girl... Sooo, one day he finally finds the girl with this beautifull voice he remembers, without knowing that the mute girl beside him is the real girl he was looking for.
Sara, the book is even more awful than the movie!
Oh well, yes it is a nice story when you put it like that. And the original still makes me cry... But the ideals that Disney portray in the movie is horrible! OMG I'm beginning to sound like a man-hating feminist o_O
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