heh, a fitting title :P for i am indeed on a home stretch, and it's gonna be a tough one.
first up, another PT test, company wide. Passing this test will give me my Specialist, and I've gotta do my best and hardest, i want to go home that rank, and have a family photo and a special photo of me and one of my Aunts, who's in Maine's National Guard, she's suppose to be a SGT but they haven't pinned her because an actual slot hasn't opened up.
When the PT Test actually lands, I'm not sure, it's either the 13th or the 14th; if the 13th then i have a day to prepare for the second obstacle of the week, if the 14th, it's the same day.
the second obstacle is the Gas Chamber. i haven't been in one since Basic, and in basic i nearly panicked because the C2 they used choked me up and i couldn't tell if i sealed the mask right or not because it stung to breathe. it won't be as bad as the PT test, but something that I'm not really thrilled to do.
after that, i get up reallly early on Sat morning, sign out, and get my roommate to get me to Austin so i can head home, I'll be back in Maine about 3pm, i soooooooooo cannot wait. the cats miss me, as i posted a video of me bowling away, my parents told me one of the cats, Fluffy, kept looking at the computer looking for me. of course Fluffy and Pepper both know me well, i was the guardian that looked after them in my room when they were young kits, and i became one of their humans as they got older. my parents recently acquired another cat, George he's called, a friendly cat, I've met him before, and he's a youngin compared to the ladies.
and I've already planed with the family that we are all gonna go bowling when I'm home.
first, get through the week...
yikes
Sunday, December 11, 2011
Monday, November 28, 2011
The Weakening Control
I think my leadership should be very glad i have some control over my anger, not a whole lot, but enough to keep from being completely stupid.
right now, i'm trying to decide how i want to whip my squad leader, do i string him by his toes and gag him or something else?
oh and no worries, nothing comes to light of this, it's just what i wish i could do.
personalities to not match up, he and i have been clashing since day one. sure occasionally we can joke around and be all cool, but he keeps getting up in my ass about the smallest shit, like today, i was running, coughing every step of the way, but i still manage to complete the exercise within the recommended reps, so what was the big issue? sure i was slow, but when aren't i slow, i'm the only female that actually does pt with the platoon; two others are on profile, another is post-preg pt, and the only other female is the commander who does her own thing.
as fed up as i am, these are the assholes i gotta contend with for deployment... *sigh*
right now, i'm trying to decide how i want to whip my squad leader, do i string him by his toes and gag him or something else?
oh and no worries, nothing comes to light of this, it's just what i wish i could do.
personalities to not match up, he and i have been clashing since day one. sure occasionally we can joke around and be all cool, but he keeps getting up in my ass about the smallest shit, like today, i was running, coughing every step of the way, but i still manage to complete the exercise within the recommended reps, so what was the big issue? sure i was slow, but when aren't i slow, i'm the only female that actually does pt with the platoon; two others are on profile, another is post-preg pt, and the only other female is the commander who does her own thing.
as fed up as i am, these are the assholes i gotta contend with for deployment... *sigh*
Tuesday, November 1, 2011
Drift
a whirlwind of insanity has arrived. everyone seems to be getting under my skin, questioning the things i do, make me question myself, and make me want to throttle them.
they should give me some credit, i hold myself in check more often then not, i could probably do some damage if i let loose.
sure, i passed my PT test, but honestly i don't feel any real accomplishment. the commander cheered for me, my SFC gave me a hug, he had paced me and feared right at the end i wouldn't make it. but now it feels like everyone wants more from me now that my mind is somewhat cleared.
'if you get an attitude again, i'll make you do corrective training' piff, maybe if i didn't feel so bogged down and singled out...
and here i want to survive a full deployment before i get out with them. that's what's got my Squad Leader questioning me, because i mentioned that the longer i spend in the military, the more i realize this ain't for me. why do i want to endure deployment? for the experience of one start to finish...
i dunno anymore. and no one understands me here, nor does it feel like they want to. yes i want to learn, but how they do it clashes with how i learn...
i'll live, i'll make it, christmas is coming, the much needed break will be here.
they should give me some credit, i hold myself in check more often then not, i could probably do some damage if i let loose.
sure, i passed my PT test, but honestly i don't feel any real accomplishment. the commander cheered for me, my SFC gave me a hug, he had paced me and feared right at the end i wouldn't make it. but now it feels like everyone wants more from me now that my mind is somewhat cleared.
'if you get an attitude again, i'll make you do corrective training' piff, maybe if i didn't feel so bogged down and singled out...
and here i want to survive a full deployment before i get out with them. that's what's got my Squad Leader questioning me, because i mentioned that the longer i spend in the military, the more i realize this ain't for me. why do i want to endure deployment? for the experience of one start to finish...
i dunno anymore. and no one understands me here, nor does it feel like they want to. yes i want to learn, but how they do it clashes with how i learn...
i'll live, i'll make it, christmas is coming, the much needed break will be here.
Thursday, August 18, 2011
Hotels
I've been to several different hotels of recent years, none i've ever paid for, but i've gotten to see quite a verity. I've gotta say, the one i'm in now is one of two really good ones i've been in.
last time i was in San Antonio we were at a Holiday Inn, it was an okay place, a little on the low end of decent, public bath rooms weren't the best looking, as the toilt seats were scuffed up, my room door rubbed rather hard against it's frame, but otherwise worked. but the room was nice.
Right now i'm sitting in a hotel called Double Tree, and it by far is much better then Holiday. save for the Room AC, which i will get used to eventaully, it's very nice. perhaps it's because it's so much smaller of a hotel (6 floors vs many in Holiday) but this place is much more comforting. more peaceful.
however, the only place that is even better then this is Gray Wolf Hotel, and not because of it's water park.
i've a dislike for elevators. it's not the small space, but the movement... i've always been this way for as long as i can remember, which goes back a ways, i believe it was around my little brother's birth, but all i know is it was a hospital elevator and i didn't like the movement. it's in part with my ears, i'm sensitive to elevation change, and my ears don't pop either. i'll ride them, i'm just not comfortable.
last time i was in San Antonio we were at a Holiday Inn, it was an okay place, a little on the low end of decent, public bath rooms weren't the best looking, as the toilt seats were scuffed up, my room door rubbed rather hard against it's frame, but otherwise worked. but the room was nice.
Right now i'm sitting in a hotel called Double Tree, and it by far is much better then Holiday. save for the Room AC, which i will get used to eventaully, it's very nice. perhaps it's because it's so much smaller of a hotel (6 floors vs many in Holiday) but this place is much more comforting. more peaceful.
however, the only place that is even better then this is Gray Wolf Hotel, and not because of it's water park.
i've a dislike for elevators. it's not the small space, but the movement... i've always been this way for as long as i can remember, which goes back a ways, i believe it was around my little brother's birth, but all i know is it was a hospital elevator and i didn't like the movement. it's in part with my ears, i'm sensitive to elevation change, and my ears don't pop either. i'll ride them, i'm just not comfortable.
Tuesday, August 2, 2011
Hot Heat
It's a drought, it's Texas....
I'm from a cold state, Maine...
In Texas, the temperature is known to go above 100, for days on end >.<
In Maine, rarely does it go above 85.
In Texas, an dustin' of snow shuts everthing down
In Maine, it could be a blizzard out and we'd still be off to school, if the roads are clear.
Texas is too hot for me
I'd rather be home in Maine where it'd known to get below zero.
Besides that, i can put some of the guys to shame on a PT test. Male minimum for ages 17-21 is 42 pushups, that also happens to be female max for the same group. pushups is my strongest event, i average (least in the past few months of struggle) between 35-45 pushups, having once peaked at 47 and not having been under 35 since i left AIT. today i beat a fellow battle buddy, he only did 43 pushups, i did 45. i'm also often compliemnted on my 'perfect' pushup, close hand elbows next to my body... i think the only style push up i've yet to do is the one arm, but i'm slowly getting there.
Situps are alright, i noramlly average 60-65 but i've been touching 70 recently. the guy that was holding my feet today praised me for reaching so high, but it's not quite maxing, i'm 8 shy of that.
and the run kicks my ass, today i've been the closest i've ever been to reaching min without pity or a push from the SGTs, 20 seconds shy.
but the sad thing, i'm reaching 'batallion standard', i'm just failing my run. batallion's standard is 240, today's test i scored a 243.
i just find it sad, but funny.
I'm from a cold state, Maine...
In Texas, the temperature is known to go above 100, for days on end >.<
In Maine, rarely does it go above 85.
In Texas, an dustin' of snow shuts everthing down
In Maine, it could be a blizzard out and we'd still be off to school, if the roads are clear.
Texas is too hot for me
I'd rather be home in Maine where it'd known to get below zero.
Besides that, i can put some of the guys to shame on a PT test. Male minimum for ages 17-21 is 42 pushups, that also happens to be female max for the same group. pushups is my strongest event, i average (least in the past few months of struggle) between 35-45 pushups, having once peaked at 47 and not having been under 35 since i left AIT. today i beat a fellow battle buddy, he only did 43 pushups, i did 45. i'm also often compliemnted on my 'perfect' pushup, close hand elbows next to my body... i think the only style push up i've yet to do is the one arm, but i'm slowly getting there.
Situps are alright, i noramlly average 60-65 but i've been touching 70 recently. the guy that was holding my feet today praised me for reaching so high, but it's not quite maxing, i'm 8 shy of that.
and the run kicks my ass, today i've been the closest i've ever been to reaching min without pity or a push from the SGTs, 20 seconds shy.
but the sad thing, i'm reaching 'batallion standard', i'm just failing my run. batallion's standard is 240, today's test i scored a 243.
i just find it sad, but funny.
Wednesday, July 6, 2011
Annoyances
Some people are great, i could hang out with them for hours on end.
other people are nice, but they give off an aura i am not comfortable with and make things awkward.
Few of these types of people sometimes just don't understand i don't want to hang with them daily at late hours in the day.
then there's the other crowd of folks who i could hardly ever get along with that drive me up the wall with their annoyances that causes me to snap unintentionally because i cannot get used to them.
I'm extremely picky with the people i hang out, just like I'm rather picky with the cloth type i wear with cloths. if i don't like the texture, no matter how nice it looks I'll never get it.
Just like I'll never fully get over talking via phone, i prefer text messages or face to face interaction.
sometimes i fear this pickiness is gonna get at me in trouble with people, but then again they refuse to acknowledge my fears and discomforts and tell me to get over them. that's like telling one of my 'battle buddies' to get over her deep fear of spiders. while with the phone I've come a long ways, i still hate calling out, perhaps its the fear of the other end, i dunno.
perhaps i chose the wrong line of work, i dunno, at this point I'm just trying to finish my time in. maybe it'll get better and i stay in, maybe not. at this point only time will tell.
Hmm... this almost feels like a mini rant...
other people are nice, but they give off an aura i am not comfortable with and make things awkward.
Few of these types of people sometimes just don't understand i don't want to hang with them daily at late hours in the day.
then there's the other crowd of folks who i could hardly ever get along with that drive me up the wall with their annoyances that causes me to snap unintentionally because i cannot get used to them.
I'm extremely picky with the people i hang out, just like I'm rather picky with the cloth type i wear with cloths. if i don't like the texture, no matter how nice it looks I'll never get it.
Just like I'll never fully get over talking via phone, i prefer text messages or face to face interaction.
sometimes i fear this pickiness is gonna get at me in trouble with people, but then again they refuse to acknowledge my fears and discomforts and tell me to get over them. that's like telling one of my 'battle buddies' to get over her deep fear of spiders. while with the phone I've come a long ways, i still hate calling out, perhaps its the fear of the other end, i dunno.
perhaps i chose the wrong line of work, i dunno, at this point I'm just trying to finish my time in. maybe it'll get better and i stay in, maybe not. at this point only time will tell.
Hmm... this almost feels like a mini rant...
Tuesday, July 5, 2011
Quiet, Rampet Moments
All the pleasuries i once enjoyed so quiet, even when my mind still runs rampent. lately when i've been writing/typing nothing has sounded right.
hell, this story was a pain in the ass to figure out how to word... even if i had the picture in my head since i watch the movie.
i guess i just cannot find the normal joy i once had, or maybe i'm thinking way to hard about this stuff.
of course, it's not like anyone anywhere notices me that much. just another semi-unscuessful writer not knowing what the hell i'm doing... heh
hell, this story was a pain in the ass to figure out how to word... even if i had the picture in my head since i watch the movie.
i guess i just cannot find the normal joy i once had, or maybe i'm thinking way to hard about this stuff.
of course, it's not like anyone anywhere notices me that much. just another semi-unscuessful writer not knowing what the hell i'm doing... heh
Thursday, June 30, 2011
Respect
How does one define Respect?
It's a struggle, really, at least for me
all over you can see respect, but how do you put it into words?
a common military saying is 'respect the rank...' which is understandable, Military salutes or stands still at the raising and lowering of the flag, pay respects to the fallen both in the combat zone and later at the cemetary.
Is there difference between Respect and Loyaty, or are they the same? being loyal to a cause would mean you respect it, but you can respect a cause without being loyal to it.
why is it so hard to explain in a 30 slide, 10 words at least per slide? perhaps i'm overthinking, but that's just how i am i guess...
if these kinds of assignments weren't so 'broad' or 'ambiguous'
It's a struggle, really, at least for me
all over you can see respect, but how do you put it into words?
a common military saying is 'respect the rank...' which is understandable, Military salutes or stands still at the raising and lowering of the flag, pay respects to the fallen both in the combat zone and later at the cemetary.
Is there difference between Respect and Loyaty, or are they the same? being loyal to a cause would mean you respect it, but you can respect a cause without being loyal to it.
why is it so hard to explain in a 30 slide, 10 words at least per slide? perhaps i'm overthinking, but that's just how i am i guess...
if these kinds of assignments weren't so 'broad' or 'ambiguous'
Sunday, June 19, 2011
Play me an Ocarina
So, i've bought it, i've play it some, and i gotta say:
I'm not going back to the 64 Version.
I'm talking about The Legend of Zelda, Ocarina of Time :)
Hell, i would've been happy with just the new control scheme, but in all reality, the updated graphics... i think Nintendo transformed OoT into the game they wanted, graphicly. and the 3D effect, it does work, some scenes i've had it on, nad sometimes i'll flick it all the way up (i play it halfway) and there's a noticeable difference, i watched as the walls of Hyrule Castle moved outward, like they were further away. it was neat.
plus it's filled with tons of easter eggs if you know the Zelda Series... or know of older easter eggs <.< i wonder if Hyrule and Mushroom Kingdom are in the same world...
Happy Father's Day
I'm not going back to the 64 Version.
I'm talking about The Legend of Zelda, Ocarina of Time :)
Hell, i would've been happy with just the new control scheme, but in all reality, the updated graphics... i think Nintendo transformed OoT into the game they wanted, graphicly. and the 3D effect, it does work, some scenes i've had it on, nad sometimes i'll flick it all the way up (i play it halfway) and there's a noticeable difference, i watched as the walls of Hyrule Castle moved outward, like they were further away. it was neat.
plus it's filled with tons of easter eggs if you know the Zelda Series... or know of older easter eggs <.< i wonder if Hyrule and Mushroom Kingdom are in the same world...
Happy Father's Day
Thursday, June 16, 2011
33 Seconds
This past Tuesday, i was that close to passing my first PT test... ligitemently.
I'm a beast with Pushups, i've nearly maxed it out again that test. Sit Ups i average a good number, although i had been sore and used a different set of muscles then norm.
i hate running, but i was so close, and the saddest part is i could of had it. as they say, just try harder next time.
what do i mean by i could of had it. the track was meaused for five laps plus a little extra, going into that last lap, i was sitting at roughtly 15:20, if i had kept my pace of 3:30ish, or even had put everything i had left (which i think wasn't much), i would of had seconds to spare...
Next Thursday i take another 'Diognostic' test, granted if i pass it, my NCOs are gonna try to sweet talk into changing it into a record...
soooo close, sooo far away.... yikes keep positive!
I'm a beast with Pushups, i've nearly maxed it out again that test. Sit Ups i average a good number, although i had been sore and used a different set of muscles then norm.
i hate running, but i was so close, and the saddest part is i could of had it. as they say, just try harder next time.
what do i mean by i could of had it. the track was meaused for five laps plus a little extra, going into that last lap, i was sitting at roughtly 15:20, if i had kept my pace of 3:30ish, or even had put everything i had left (which i think wasn't much), i would of had seconds to spare...
Next Thursday i take another 'Diognostic' test, granted if i pass it, my NCOs are gonna try to sweet talk into changing it into a record...
soooo close, sooo far away.... yikes keep positive!
Wednesday, June 8, 2011
Reviving Life - Prologue
think i might try something here... I'm gonna post the prologue to the Orignal Story i had thoughts of creating, and still want to create. i've been in such a damper in writing any stories that i think i'll get an opioion, and maybe work on my writing skills cause i know i'm not the best, i get the past/present tenses mixed up a lot...
anyway
anyway
Prologue
Afghanistan, 2011
“Six more weeks and we head home.” a Staff Sargent named Sinclair commented as they loaded up the convoy in the early morning hours.
“Tell that to the Colonel.” another Sargent commented as she loaded in ammunition for the 50 cal, “He has us running missions until 2 weeks out.”
“You know that's so we can 'train' the coming unit.”
“A lot that did last time I was over here.” the female Sargent commented as she rolled her shoulders. “If I see the 36th Engineer Brigade patch, it'll be too soon.”
“That seahorse one?” SSG Sinclair asked pointing to the combat patch she wore, and the female nodded. “What's wrong with them?”
“Oh nothing, back when I was with the 20th, the 8th was suppose to replace us, but the 8th only sent one person per platoon to learn how to 'spot' the IEDs before they blew up on us, I don't know how they did after we left, I just know that the 510 Clearence Company was named Best Company in the Army for finding some 200 plus IEDs, and removing more then 100 of them without blowing up.”
“Could be worse.” SSG Sinclair joked as they were joined by other members of the patrol.
“How? This is the same Battalion that entered Afghanistan without proper training, no equipment, and only lost 13 people.” she commented as she put on her armor.
“Really? Now that's something.” Sinclair commented.
“Naw, here's something for ya, Sargent, me, a mechanic, being place up as Gunner.” the female said, her nametape reading Mothwing, “I thought females weren't suppose to be placed in situations like this.”
“You have a point.” he said as they loaded up.
The one day mission was to include the Battalion Commander, which meant the best of the best was to escort him to see what laid outside the wire while showing how well they could work. As the top notch Mechanic that the company could offer, she was elected to go on this mission. She soon found herself in the gunner seat of the Colonel's vehicle, which she personally tripled check to make sure it was in tip-top form.
As she sat up in the turret, she gazed out at the empty landscape, noting that it was a clear day as the sun rose, the mountains could be seen quite well. The slow journey to the city and back would be uneventful, as it normally was. During one stop, she mindlessly checked her M4, sending it through a quick system check and making sure it was clean. The radio crackled to life, saying that the way was clear, and they moved on.
On the return trip as the sun dipped into the sky, an explosion rocked the vehicle she was in. Faster then she could ever process, Mothwing had ducked under the turret and gripped the roof of the truck as it rocked dangerously.
“Fuck!” she vaguely heard the driver shout before the sound of shattered glass echoed around her. When everything calmed down, she could hear a firefight, and she was staring at the ground.
“Fuck...” she echoed before untangling herself from the harness and checking the other occupants. By chance, although unconscious, the Colonel was still alive, but he was the only one. With a hiss and growl, Mothwing shouldered her M4 and opened the Colonel's door, quickly scanning for secondaries before unhooking the Colonel and dragging him to safety. Going red, she charged her weapon and took aim, quickly striking down the ambushers with uncanny aim. After emptying the magazine, she moved to reload when another explosion shock the earth, a truck exploding and sending shrapnel flying.
The aftershock forced Mothwing off her feet, where she landed in the Colonel's lap. She could not see out her good eye, her left eye, as a large piece of shrapnel sat there. As she was about to move her right arm to pull out her Personal Locator Beacon, it felt lighter then normal. With a pained grunt, she moved her left arm and pulled it out, only to find it damaged beyond use. As darkness began to take hold of her, she made one last movement, reaching for the Colonel's Personal Locator Beacon, and setting it off.
“Least, you'll be safe, sir...” she said before darkness took hold of her, and her body fallen limp.
So let me know what'cha think, where i can improve, and maybe i'll post the first chapter in a few days/weeks, whichever.
Friday, June 3, 2011
Certified
talk about a crash course.
we jammed 9 days worth of information in merely 7, after the first three days, we ended up with five days off because last thursday they had a Domestic violence 'class' postwide, so everything was more or less canceled, and that was followed by the four day for Memorial Day. when we returned, we were given a mid-term, then we spent a little more time learning, had a review day yesterday and took the test today.
everyone passed. i was one of two honor students becasue i got the second highest score. only the civilian in our class did better then i. She gota 100, i got a 99.
monday the fun begins, i just hope our computer doesn't decide to self-destruct on me, lol.
I also realized that OoT3D comes out on father's day, and i only realized that recently because i was trying to figure out when father's day was, i couldn't remember which sunday it was :p plus we get a three day that same weekend
my little brother's birthday is that following friday.
Transformers comes out the wednesday after.
June is gonna rock
we jammed 9 days worth of information in merely 7, after the first three days, we ended up with five days off because last thursday they had a Domestic violence 'class' postwide, so everything was more or less canceled, and that was followed by the four day for Memorial Day. when we returned, we were given a mid-term, then we spent a little more time learning, had a review day yesterday and took the test today.
everyone passed. i was one of two honor students becasue i got the second highest score. only the civilian in our class did better then i. She gota 100, i got a 99.
monday the fun begins, i just hope our computer doesn't decide to self-destruct on me, lol.
I also realized that OoT3D comes out on father's day, and i only realized that recently because i was trying to figure out when father's day was, i couldn't remember which sunday it was :p plus we get a three day that same weekend
my little brother's birthday is that following friday.
Transformers comes out the wednesday after.
June is gonna rock
Friday, May 27, 2011
Dark of the Moon: the Novel
I'll be good and not spoil, as there are minor differences in what Bay has said to have done in movie compared to the recently released novel...
Don't trust everyone you think you know.
Don't believe everything Micheal Bay has so far said about the movie, if you have paid attention at all... there's only some cases of this.
June 29th can't come fast enough
lotta the trailers are mostly from the end, save for the obvious beginnings
the movie better hold true to the intense feelings i got off the book, if so this will be a hell of a movie.
so much to say, but it'll spoiled it...
Don't trust everyone you think you know.
Don't believe everything Micheal Bay has so far said about the movie, if you have paid attention at all... there's only some cases of this.
June 29th can't come fast enough
lotta the trailers are mostly from the end, save for the obvious beginnings
the movie better hold true to the intense feelings i got off the book, if so this will be a hell of a movie.
oh, At least three bots will die...
so much to say, but it'll spoiled it...
Wednesday, May 25, 2011
HyperBlade
There's this old, and rather little known, PC game i used to love to play. in my parents house we had multiple copies of this game, but i think i was the only one who had any fun with it.
and i want to see it remade.
Hyperblade is basicly a deadlier version of Hockey, and while the graphic might seem low end this day and age where they can replucate near identical images of people and create a beautiful CGI movie... and that's kinda the reason i want to see Hyberblade brought back to life, they can do so much with the graphics, and ultimately gameplay.
surprisingly, my little brother sill has a working copy at the house, and with a patch can play it... perhaps if i had the technology and the patience i'd fiddle around, but i'm no designer, so i can just hope and dream...
and i want to see it remade.
Hyperblade is basicly a deadlier version of Hockey, and while the graphic might seem low end this day and age where they can replucate near identical images of people and create a beautiful CGI movie... and that's kinda the reason i want to see Hyberblade brought back to life, they can do so much with the graphics, and ultimately gameplay.
surprisingly, my little brother sill has a working copy at the house, and with a patch can play it... perhaps if i had the technology and the patience i'd fiddle around, but i'm no designer, so i can just hope and dream...
Sunday, May 22, 2011
OoT3d
Is it June 19th yet? i suppose i could kill more time by playing another playthrough of the copy of Ocarina of Time i have, but seeing all the shots and the video for OoT3D makes me want it more and more... and besides, it'll be a lot more portable.
Speaking about the Old Version, i just finished a three-heart run, yet again, only died about half a dozen times, which is not to shabby, however i have done it once without dieing... several years ago now.
i still find it hard to believe when i was much younger i got stuck in the oddest of places, when it first came out, i could not reach the adult segment... then i got lost in the Forest Temple, and then the fable Water Temple. i didn't start taking the three-heart challenge until i actaully completed it in a later game, Twilight Princess
hmm... maybe i ought to play again, one as a causal run, only collecting the hearts of the bosses, and then the last one as the 100% run... i'll definitely need to get load up a walkthrough and follow it to a T for that... 100 gold skullutas are not an easy find without a guide.
now if only my replacement control pad stopped trying to go to the right, i'd be happy.
Speaking about the Old Version, i just finished a three-heart run, yet again, only died about half a dozen times, which is not to shabby, however i have done it once without dieing... several years ago now.
i still find it hard to believe when i was much younger i got stuck in the oddest of places, when it first came out, i could not reach the adult segment... then i got lost in the Forest Temple, and then the fable Water Temple. i didn't start taking the three-heart challenge until i actaully completed it in a later game, Twilight Princess
hmm... maybe i ought to play again, one as a causal run, only collecting the hearts of the bosses, and then the last one as the 100% run... i'll definitely need to get load up a walkthrough and follow it to a T for that... 100 gold skullutas are not an easy find without a guide.
now if only my replacement control pad stopped trying to go to the right, i'd be happy.
Wednesday, May 18, 2011
Brigade Duty
Hey, guess, what? another duty day...
the only good thing about it is that i'm switching on and off with another because my SGT thought he needed two runners, i get tomorrow off, and i don't have to deal with stuff like what happened yesterday... or was the the day before? whichever, it's good to breathe a little.
and next week i'll be doing a course for two weeks, will deal with Civilans instead of battle buddies, plus next week has a foud day becsuae of memorial day...
yay for insanity
the only good thing about it is that i'm switching on and off with another because my SGT thought he needed two runners, i get tomorrow off, and i don't have to deal with stuff like what happened yesterday... or was the the day before? whichever, it's good to breathe a little.
and next week i'll be doing a course for two weeks, will deal with Civilans instead of battle buddies, plus next week has a foud day becsuae of memorial day...
yay for insanity
Monday, May 16, 2011
Losing my Head
i know i'm not, but i feel like i'm under a lotta pressure.
its to the point where i want to snap, but i resist knowing more trouble awaits if i do.
"do this... do that... hurry up... don't give me attitude..." just a few things that fire me up, coming from the one suppose to be 'teaching' me, she don't teach shit. it took a while to do what it had to do becasue i wasn't the only one with the problem. BTW, most Army computers are outdated slow pieces of shit.. we are in the age of Vista rapidly going into 7, and the computer i'm working with, not only is slow as a snail, maybe slower, but runs XP...
And lets not start up other things that rile me up... i hate running, will always hate running, and yet i worry that running is going to be the end if i don't pull myself up and work on it... which i hate doing...
oh yes, i love my life.
frak.
its to the point where i want to snap, but i resist knowing more trouble awaits if i do.
"do this... do that... hurry up... don't give me attitude..." just a few things that fire me up, coming from the one suppose to be 'teaching' me, she don't teach shit. it took a while to do what it had to do becasue i wasn't the only one with the problem. BTW, most Army computers are outdated slow pieces of shit.. we are in the age of Vista rapidly going into 7, and the computer i'm working with, not only is slow as a snail, maybe slower, but runs XP...
And lets not start up other things that rile me up... i hate running, will always hate running, and yet i worry that running is going to be the end if i don't pull myself up and work on it... which i hate doing...
oh yes, i love my life.
frak.
Sunday, May 8, 2011
Happy Mothers Days
this month, a special day for mothers.
next month dads get it.
all i really gotta say is happy mother's day to anyone out there.
not to mentoin i've been addicted to playing Sims Medieval for the past few days, i forgot how addicting these games were.
next month dads get it.
all i really gotta say is happy mother's day to anyone out there.
not to mentoin i've been addicted to playing Sims Medieval for the past few days, i forgot how addicting these games were.
Wednesday, May 4, 2011
Ocarina of Time
Is it June 19th yet?
the more screenshots of the 3DS remake of the N64 classic, Legend of Zelda Ocarina of Time, the more i want the game to play. sure recently i've started to play through it again, a three heart no shield run (easy enough to do), but after seeing some of the new shots, i want the 3DS version... it looks so clean and fresh... and it'll be jam pack with extras... boss rush anyone? i'd face Bongo Bongo again and again, that's a fun boss fight.
until then, i guess i just sit and play with the version i have, the bonus preorder thingy with Master Quest on it... perhaps do a three heart no sheild on that one too... i dunno.
the more screenshots of the 3DS remake of the N64 classic, Legend of Zelda Ocarina of Time, the more i want the game to play. sure recently i've started to play through it again, a three heart no shield run (easy enough to do), but after seeing some of the new shots, i want the 3DS version... it looks so clean and fresh... and it'll be jam pack with extras... boss rush anyone? i'd face Bongo Bongo again and again, that's a fun boss fight.
until then, i guess i just sit and play with the version i have, the bonus preorder thingy with Master Quest on it... perhaps do a three heart no sheild on that one too... i dunno.
Sunday, May 1, 2011
Empty
i wanna write something, anything, yet every time i reach for a pad of paper and a pen, everything flees. Save for the occasional theme prompt I'm doing for Kingdom Hearts, there is nothing, no original, no fandom, that wants to be released from the depths of my mind.
and i hate it.
being unable to write is worse then being unable to finish a story idea that's started, it's not like i want to be like some of the better known authors who have hundreds of reviews, as i normally get good feedback... actually i don't think I've ever been flamed <.< but anyway, i just never finish trains of thought...
then there are some i want to completely overhaul, yet i can't gather the gumption to do so... not only overhaul and rewrite, but add to, yet i dunno how >.< Like Transformers Strike, i want to redo it completely, add more to the beginning, flesh out what i have, make it flow better, rid some loose ties that have no part in the story... yet i don't do nothing.
then there's the million of ideas that swarm my head but i can never pin long enough to do anything with, the moment i reach for paper and pen they run away, but as i prep for bed they run rampant in my mind.
i haven't had a story that just flowed out of me in a very long time, i can't even think of the last one i typed, yet I've a few I've written during the long nights of CQ... that never get put on digits and sit on the paper slowly fading cause i wrote it in pencil.
On a completely different note, i was replaying The Legend of Zelda Ocarina of Time, and its a great game for all age groups... but the older you are, the more some cases seem... a little mature.
Perfect example, the Great Fairies. Garbed in nothing more then ivy, the camera pans across their bodies quite slowly, and deliberately, and then after they grant you a power or simply restore your health, they said "When battle has made you weary, please come back and see me." normally i wouldn't think nothing of it... but Adult Link... i need to stop...
in short, there seems to be a lot more females then males in OoT that the player interacts with... or am i thinking to much?
and i hate it.
being unable to write is worse then being unable to finish a story idea that's started, it's not like i want to be like some of the better known authors who have hundreds of reviews, as i normally get good feedback... actually i don't think I've ever been flamed <.< but anyway, i just never finish trains of thought...
then there are some i want to completely overhaul, yet i can't gather the gumption to do so... not only overhaul and rewrite, but add to, yet i dunno how >.< Like Transformers Strike, i want to redo it completely, add more to the beginning, flesh out what i have, make it flow better, rid some loose ties that have no part in the story... yet i don't do nothing.
then there's the million of ideas that swarm my head but i can never pin long enough to do anything with, the moment i reach for paper and pen they run away, but as i prep for bed they run rampant in my mind.
i haven't had a story that just flowed out of me in a very long time, i can't even think of the last one i typed, yet I've a few I've written during the long nights of CQ... that never get put on digits and sit on the paper slowly fading cause i wrote it in pencil.
On a completely different note, i was replaying The Legend of Zelda Ocarina of Time, and its a great game for all age groups... but the older you are, the more some cases seem... a little mature.
Perfect example, the Great Fairies. Garbed in nothing more then ivy, the camera pans across their bodies quite slowly, and deliberately, and then after they grant you a power or simply restore your health, they said "When battle has made you weary, please come back and see me." normally i wouldn't think nothing of it... but Adult Link... i need to stop...
in short, there seems to be a lot more females then males in OoT that the player interacts with... or am i thinking to much?
Thursday, April 28, 2011
Today is a Beautiful day
Ever have that feeling where you just know that something speical is gonna happen?
Today started when a bird took a shit on my shoulder, which wasn't noticed until the SGT running PT noticed it as we were running back to the company on a rather great run, in terms of my weakness, i kept a great pace for 3ish miles, which is better then i've been doing.
from 9:20 to about 10:30 i took part in a ceremony that changed the CSM of Brigade, and 1SG told us to take a Bankers Lunch.
about 1345ish, after standing around thinking i had to help clean weapons, i head to the motor pool to help input equipment into The Box, a computer, so we can begin reset.
1455, just as the five minute warning sounded before the flag was lowered, we were released for the day, i love Thrusdays in Fort Hood, Phantom Time i believe it's called, or simply Family time.
1521 i get a text message saying the family is blessed with healthly twin boys from my Aunt and Uncle.
Today was a beautiful day that started when a bird took a shit on my shoulder.
Today started when a bird took a shit on my shoulder, which wasn't noticed until the SGT running PT noticed it as we were running back to the company on a rather great run, in terms of my weakness, i kept a great pace for 3ish miles, which is better then i've been doing.
from 9:20 to about 10:30 i took part in a ceremony that changed the CSM of Brigade, and 1SG told us to take a Bankers Lunch.
about 1345ish, after standing around thinking i had to help clean weapons, i head to the motor pool to help input equipment into The Box, a computer, so we can begin reset.
1455, just as the five minute warning sounded before the flag was lowered, we were released for the day, i love Thrusdays in Fort Hood, Phantom Time i believe it's called, or simply Family time.
1521 i get a text message saying the family is blessed with healthly twin boys from my Aunt and Uncle.
Today was a beautiful day that started when a bird took a shit on my shoulder.
Sunday, April 24, 2011
Hoppy Easter
Easter 2011 is today, and it's a decent day. other then being completely board out of my mind and enjoying the semi peace i can get with my roommate... and my phone acting up like no tomorrow, and upon writing them the Boston Red Sox are on their way to another Holiday Victory.
Last week i had a friend reach out to me. now this is a friend i haven't talk to since we parted ways after High School Graduation, but was more then willing to call up and talk to him when he needed it most. we talked, and i knew afterwards he was feeling better, hell i got him to laugh even.
but if you have a friend with Dark Thoughts, do not hesitate to help them or help them get help. this wasn't the first time he had thoughts like that, even after nearly two years i know him well enough to... well know him. i know of most of his trials, and i've given him that lifeline, i just hope he continues to use it.
well enough of that, i hope you all had a good easter, hop to life now
Last week i had a friend reach out to me. now this is a friend i haven't talk to since we parted ways after High School Graduation, but was more then willing to call up and talk to him when he needed it most. we talked, and i knew afterwards he was feeling better, hell i got him to laugh even.
but if you have a friend with Dark Thoughts, do not hesitate to help them or help them get help. this wasn't the first time he had thoughts like that, even after nearly two years i know him well enough to... well know him. i know of most of his trials, and i've given him that lifeline, i just hope he continues to use it.
well enough of that, i hope you all had a good easter, hop to life now
Saturday, April 16, 2011
Freedom
Pedaling a bike on a beautiful day like today was refreshing, I even enjoyed the burn of my thighs as i climbed up the small hills of Fort Hood justing going coast to coast... one side to the other.
Running on a treadmill, or even biking on a stationary bike, does not give me the same feeling as actually riding a bike, or actually running. being stationary offers nothing, not even an ounce of false motivation to get a workout. but moving somewhere, heading to a destination, feeling the wind rush by as you cut through the air, that gives me the want to keep going.
I'm not a gym person, i probably won't ever be, i only go becasue we go there for PT sometimes, for these crossfit exersises. sure i might feel the workout, but does it help for the PT tests? guess i'll find out soon enough with the upcoming record test... granted i'm only lacking in the run and i know i've improved since i last took one... nearly a year ago because i jsut got to the unit, which had been deployed.
The freedom to move, however, is greatly welcomed. not only am i able to explore the area a little more, but i can get a good workout at the same time.
and maybe, i can improve where i have been lacking.
Running on a treadmill, or even biking on a stationary bike, does not give me the same feeling as actually riding a bike, or actually running. being stationary offers nothing, not even an ounce of false motivation to get a workout. but moving somewhere, heading to a destination, feeling the wind rush by as you cut through the air, that gives me the want to keep going.
I'm not a gym person, i probably won't ever be, i only go becasue we go there for PT sometimes, for these crossfit exersises. sure i might feel the workout, but does it help for the PT tests? guess i'll find out soon enough with the upcoming record test... granted i'm only lacking in the run and i know i've improved since i last took one... nearly a year ago because i jsut got to the unit, which had been deployed.
The freedom to move, however, is greatly welcomed. not only am i able to explore the area a little more, but i can get a good workout at the same time.
and maybe, i can improve where i have been lacking.
Wednesday, April 13, 2011
Hidden Mickey
Blame is all on Kingdom Hearts, but I have recently been on a Mickey Mouse crave.
I've known about Mickey, but i have never really been one to watch cartoons that much, sure there was transformers, but only Armada and the new Prime, i was always more of a gamer, and even that is causal at best.
Didja know that Mickey's first spoken line was "Hot Dogs!"
or the fact if you listen to each of the four voice actors, they are very similar to each other...
I wonder what special Mickey will get for his 100th brithday, which is somepoint within the next 20 years...
I've known about Mickey, but i have never really been one to watch cartoons that much, sure there was transformers, but only Armada and the new Prime, i was always more of a gamer, and even that is causal at best.
Didja know that Mickey's first spoken line was "Hot Dogs!"
or the fact if you listen to each of the four voice actors, they are very similar to each other...
I wonder what special Mickey will get for his 100th brithday, which is somepoint within the next 20 years...
Friday, April 8, 2011
Paychecks
A lot of the military, it would seem, is into partying every weekend, drinking beer and having a good time.
a lot of the military also smokes.
Then there's gas prices and bills...
in short, money often goes down the drain without much thought, or a grimace.
normally that ain't to much of a problem for my battle buddies... except that we are only being paid up until today on the 15th if they get bi-weekly checks because the government cannot come up with a budget plan and the government will shutdown.
which means only half of our half of mid month; and all but essential businesses close.
lovely.
Don't we all just love our government?
charish your money.
a lot of the military also smokes.
Then there's gas prices and bills...
in short, money often goes down the drain without much thought, or a grimace.
normally that ain't to much of a problem for my battle buddies... except that we are only being paid up until today on the 15th if they get bi-weekly checks because the government cannot come up with a budget plan and the government will shutdown.
which means only half of our half of mid month; and all but essential businesses close.
lovely.
Don't we all just love our government?
charish your money.
Sunday, April 3, 2011
Dreams spur Ideas
The past two days I've had 'similar' dreams, in a sense they take place in the same area.
It has to deal with Rare Eagles, Kings, and a group of adventurers.
It all started with the Dream of Eagles, King, and arguments. what i have figured as two brothers arguing about the well being of the people... i think i cannot remember the best part... i get a foggy idea about the King, who's crown has a large jewel on the top that looking in, you can see '11', but the first 1 is only half there. this King is dressed in White, while his brother is seemingly in black... i don't recall seeing a good look of the antagonist. at the end, we are high above the land, looking down it looks like and Eagle's head on the side. i think i heard what sounded like someone explaining the history of the land, King's being chosen by an Eagle descending from the Maiden Eagle, the one legend and religion believe to be the first creature on the land. an Eagle flies in, looking like a rough animators creation, as the voice continues to explain that An Eagle will pluck one feather out of its body for the King to keep as a good luck charm.
The second dream, which i just had, deals with a group of adventurers. i had originally planned only four, but in this dream a fifth one appeared in the dream so now I've gotta reorganize my thoughts.
Anyway, we follow two of them mainly in this dream, the first one indicates this dream takes before the other one, as the King, Dana as i remember from the first one him being called, the only name that stayed, is courting a female, and slips a ring onto a metal rod she carries with his mouth... strange but that's how it was, perhaps a tradition.
Then we go to another female, who i am naming Tiffany, with her older brother in the woods. they both spot a young Eagle gazing upon them. as the brother climbed to get a closer look, he comments i looks like the King's, being young and without it's white head, which matches the recent rise to the throne of the latest King, as Eagles in legend and religion are said to get their white head 3 -5 years after they chose their king. when the brother grew to close, the eagle flew off and past Tiffany, who finds a maple leaf on her shoulder, green as spring and foreign to their home. confused and curious to what it means, they head back to town.
News of the King's disapperance reaches them, and the female that Dana proposed to is confused, having just been with him the day prior. As Tiffany holds the maple leaf, she is found by the castle's medic, who ushers her to him. she soon finds herself with the female with Dana's ring, the Royal Archer and Mage, the Medic himself, and the group is joined by another female archer who asks if she can join them. they depart into the late Autumn Early Winter air in search of their King.
It has been some time since a dream has spurred so hard with a story thought, and now I've got my mom interested in what i can accomplished, so i have to try and go through with it the best i can... Reviving Life may be on hold until that one gets some ideas of it's own.
Yikes.
It has to deal with Rare Eagles, Kings, and a group of adventurers.
It all started with the Dream of Eagles, King, and arguments. what i have figured as two brothers arguing about the well being of the people... i think i cannot remember the best part... i get a foggy idea about the King, who's crown has a large jewel on the top that looking in, you can see '11', but the first 1 is only half there. this King is dressed in White, while his brother is seemingly in black... i don't recall seeing a good look of the antagonist. at the end, we are high above the land, looking down it looks like and Eagle's head on the side. i think i heard what sounded like someone explaining the history of the land, King's being chosen by an Eagle descending from the Maiden Eagle, the one legend and religion believe to be the first creature on the land. an Eagle flies in, looking like a rough animators creation, as the voice continues to explain that An Eagle will pluck one feather out of its body for the King to keep as a good luck charm.
The second dream, which i just had, deals with a group of adventurers. i had originally planned only four, but in this dream a fifth one appeared in the dream so now I've gotta reorganize my thoughts.
Anyway, we follow two of them mainly in this dream, the first one indicates this dream takes before the other one, as the King, Dana as i remember from the first one him being called, the only name that stayed, is courting a female, and slips a ring onto a metal rod she carries with his mouth... strange but that's how it was, perhaps a tradition.
Then we go to another female, who i am naming Tiffany, with her older brother in the woods. they both spot a young Eagle gazing upon them. as the brother climbed to get a closer look, he comments i looks like the King's, being young and without it's white head, which matches the recent rise to the throne of the latest King, as Eagles in legend and religion are said to get their white head 3 -5 years after they chose their king. when the brother grew to close, the eagle flew off and past Tiffany, who finds a maple leaf on her shoulder, green as spring and foreign to their home. confused and curious to what it means, they head back to town.
News of the King's disapperance reaches them, and the female that Dana proposed to is confused, having just been with him the day prior. As Tiffany holds the maple leaf, she is found by the castle's medic, who ushers her to him. she soon finds herself with the female with Dana's ring, the Royal Archer and Mage, the Medic himself, and the group is joined by another female archer who asks if she can join them. they depart into the late Autumn Early Winter air in search of their King.
It has been some time since a dream has spurred so hard with a story thought, and now I've got my mom interested in what i can accomplished, so i have to try and go through with it the best i can... Reviving Life may be on hold until that one gets some ideas of it's own.
Yikes.
Friday, April 1, 2011
Schemes, jokes, Pranks
Sitting around waiting for formation at 1500ish and my Platoon Sergeant remembers it's April Fool's day. as the group sits there, we were all trying to decide who would be a good one to hit up... not that they would end up doing so as far as i know. since the majority of the Battalion is still on leave, the idea was to hit up someone and say that their leave packet says they're leave ended yesterday and they need to come sign in.
then i heard last years prank, that was funny, and they taped it, wish i could see it.
Today is the so called 'prank day' as it has evolved into, heck the baseball season opened today, and a few websites i go to has/had something - TFW2005, which normally stands for Transformers World in the year of Transformers: The Movie, became 'The Fuzzy World 2005' as their prank.
Zeldawiki is another site i visit, they almost had me with a long explaintion of what could have been the plot to the upcoming Wii Title, Skyward Sword, i wasn't fooled, but it was a good read.
Then there's mother nature dumping more snow in the northern areas, my parents haven't even seen the ground since it began to melt before the storm came.
Last year this time i was still in AIT, but i don't think anything happened... but the entire stay there i foggy at best, i was sick a lot for some reason
anyway, happy Fools day, hope you weren't fooled to much.
then i heard last years prank, that was funny, and they taped it, wish i could see it.
Today is the so called 'prank day' as it has evolved into, heck the baseball season opened today, and a few websites i go to has/had something - TFW2005, which normally stands for Transformers World in the year of Transformers: The Movie, became 'The Fuzzy World 2005' as their prank.
Zeldawiki is another site i visit, they almost had me with a long explaintion of what could have been the plot to the upcoming Wii Title, Skyward Sword, i wasn't fooled, but it was a good read.
Then there's mother nature dumping more snow in the northern areas, my parents haven't even seen the ground since it began to melt before the storm came.
Last year this time i was still in AIT, but i don't think anything happened... but the entire stay there i foggy at best, i was sick a lot for some reason
anyway, happy Fools day, hope you weren't fooled to much.
Monday, March 28, 2011
Nintendo 3DS
Sure, you got your 3D TVs, but you're stuck with annoying Glasses that enable you to see the 'third demension'
Sure, you go back, there was that short-lived Atari system, i think i played Mario Tenis on that thing once.
So what is so special about this little doo daa that's roughly the same size as the Nintendo DS Lite?
Don't need no glasses.
Sure, I don't have any of the Launch games yet for my 3DS (nor am i planning on them right away), but i must say, the 3D effect is quite impressive, one of those 'seeing is believeing' phrases... there's enough to do with the system to see enough of the 3D.
Is it worth the $250 plus whatever state tax you may or may not pay? well, with the current games if that's your thing, i've heard mixed reactions about them, and right now the 3DS is a replacement for my old Zelda: Phantom Hourglass DS Lite speical that was so well loved the top screen 'whited' out on me, and the Black DS that i borrowed from my brother, about a few months older then mine, had a busted L button and just recently the hindge broke so the top screen is 'loose' until they start releaseing and coming out with new titles, which don't come out for a few more months... maybe the Virtual Console when it's released in May will have something to pass the time.
perhaps the only major downside is the 5-8 hour lifespan, but when you think about 3D, perhaps it's better if it starts dieing about that point, perhaps it'll force one to actually get off the system to avoid migraines :)
Sure, you go back, there was that short-lived Atari system, i think i played Mario Tenis on that thing once.
So what is so special about this little doo daa that's roughly the same size as the Nintendo DS Lite?
Don't need no glasses.
Sure, I don't have any of the Launch games yet for my 3DS (nor am i planning on them right away), but i must say, the 3D effect is quite impressive, one of those 'seeing is believeing' phrases... there's enough to do with the system to see enough of the 3D.
Is it worth the $250 plus whatever state tax you may or may not pay? well, with the current games if that's your thing, i've heard mixed reactions about them, and right now the 3DS is a replacement for my old Zelda: Phantom Hourglass DS Lite speical that was so well loved the top screen 'whited' out on me, and the Black DS that i borrowed from my brother, about a few months older then mine, had a busted L button and just recently the hindge broke so the top screen is 'loose' until they start releaseing and coming out with new titles, which don't come out for a few more months... maybe the Virtual Console when it's released in May will have something to pass the time.
perhaps the only major downside is the 5-8 hour lifespan, but when you think about 3D, perhaps it's better if it starts dieing about that point, perhaps it'll force one to actually get off the system to avoid migraines :)
Friday, March 25, 2011
Bridging Fragments Together
I've just woken from the nap after duty, upon which at somepoint in the middle of the shift i had a realization whisper to me.
I give up on stories for two reasons. one is i can write out the chapters and what each chapter's individual plot is... but never have a drive to actually write them, which frustrates me because i think the ideas i have are original plotlines for fanfiction... but its like i just want to plan them, never fully write them.
the other? well, i always have a beginning that varies ever so slightly from time to time, after awhile, i can plan/write/picture the ending. the problem is the small fragments in the middle, not enough to fully build the bridge between beginning and ending, not enough to inspire other fragments to appear.
and i get such good ideas to come to mind, and rare does an end product blossom...
Another thought then comes... i want to give a small sample of my world...
My Tranquility
Blades of grass swayed in a gentle breeze, a tree with leaves of autumn rustle quietly. huts built in the stone cliff house souls with a choice. the main path leads down to a garden of iris and various colored roses. Several side paths lead to clearings where an animal of the visitor's choice will come to play, or just to comfort.
At the top of the path rests the realm's master, a black wing angel garbed in purple robes. here, a basin of water fountains, a rainbow towers over the mouth of the waterfall, it's color different in everyone's eyes.
Occasionally, the angel will put a small wooden sailboat in the basin, which is pulled along by the current. eventually the boat will sail over the waterfall. Never fear, for it simply sends back the pained soul back to the realm of the living.
For all the choices left to chose, a tortured soul will still find Tranquility here.
Yeah... i can paint detials sometimes... but not all the time. this realm of mind has evolved and grown in the seven years since it was created, from a lone tree with countless miles of land before another could be spotted, to a little place where one can find rest before a choice must be made.
this little area might even star in Reviving Life, i don't know yet.
Oh, and as a final note, the Angel is my family's Guardian Angel, my little sister who lived 6 weeks before SIDS took her away. she's a bit of a prankster, stealing my little brother's ipod for four days, hiding a cup she helped Mom and Dad find until i finally got to visit home...
:)
I give up on stories for two reasons. one is i can write out the chapters and what each chapter's individual plot is... but never have a drive to actually write them, which frustrates me because i think the ideas i have are original plotlines for fanfiction... but its like i just want to plan them, never fully write them.
the other? well, i always have a beginning that varies ever so slightly from time to time, after awhile, i can plan/write/picture the ending. the problem is the small fragments in the middle, not enough to fully build the bridge between beginning and ending, not enough to inspire other fragments to appear.
and i get such good ideas to come to mind, and rare does an end product blossom...
Another thought then comes... i want to give a small sample of my world...
My Tranquility
Blades of grass swayed in a gentle breeze, a tree with leaves of autumn rustle quietly. huts built in the stone cliff house souls with a choice. the main path leads down to a garden of iris and various colored roses. Several side paths lead to clearings where an animal of the visitor's choice will come to play, or just to comfort.
At the top of the path rests the realm's master, a black wing angel garbed in purple robes. here, a basin of water fountains, a rainbow towers over the mouth of the waterfall, it's color different in everyone's eyes.
Occasionally, the angel will put a small wooden sailboat in the basin, which is pulled along by the current. eventually the boat will sail over the waterfall. Never fear, for it simply sends back the pained soul back to the realm of the living.
For all the choices left to chose, a tortured soul will still find Tranquility here.
Yeah... i can paint detials sometimes... but not all the time. this realm of mind has evolved and grown in the seven years since it was created, from a lone tree with countless miles of land before another could be spotted, to a little place where one can find rest before a choice must be made.
this little area might even star in Reviving Life, i don't know yet.
Oh, and as a final note, the Angel is my family's Guardian Angel, my little sister who lived 6 weeks before SIDS took her away. she's a bit of a prankster, stealing my little brother's ipod for four days, hiding a cup she helped Mom and Dad find until i finally got to visit home...
:)
Monday, March 21, 2011
Life spun upsidedown :)
This week is gonna be fun.
The Upside to it, i get a day off in the middle and a three day weekend at the end. the Downside? i have to pull two 24 hour shifts, one on Tuesday, one on Thursday. I struggle as it is staying up past 2 am... fun fun...
plus i've a pounding headache... to much soda, not enough water over the weekend probably.
To top it off, I've a drive to write two different stories, one which is Reviving Life where i've hit a snag, so to speak... romances i suck at but will figure out how to bridge together where i am to where i've thought... Truckers playing Paintball anyone?
The second story, for whatever reason, i want to rewrite Transformers Strike, my fanfic, for the third time. While the core of the story will end up being more or less the same, i want to change so many thigns... i've loose ends that need to be rid of or expanded upon, the main character, one of my originals, has evovled so much since his humble beginnings when i first began writing Fanfic back in... i want to say '06 but i'm not sure.
Hmm... Transformers Strike Third Edition, it's almost got a ring to it. but the story, for all the good it is, is so choppy and low grade.. i just want to try and rework it, evovle it, expand it.
so yea, two 24 hour shifts, two stories, one person which is me... to many ideas, to few to pin and write.
The Upside to it, i get a day off in the middle and a three day weekend at the end. the Downside? i have to pull two 24 hour shifts, one on Tuesday, one on Thursday. I struggle as it is staying up past 2 am... fun fun...
plus i've a pounding headache... to much soda, not enough water over the weekend probably.
To top it off, I've a drive to write two different stories, one which is Reviving Life where i've hit a snag, so to speak... romances i suck at but will figure out how to bridge together where i am to where i've thought... Truckers playing Paintball anyone?
The second story, for whatever reason, i want to rewrite Transformers Strike, my fanfic, for the third time. While the core of the story will end up being more or less the same, i want to change so many thigns... i've loose ends that need to be rid of or expanded upon, the main character, one of my originals, has evovled so much since his humble beginnings when i first began writing Fanfic back in... i want to say '06 but i'm not sure.
Hmm... Transformers Strike Third Edition, it's almost got a ring to it. but the story, for all the good it is, is so choppy and low grade.. i just want to try and rework it, evovle it, expand it.
so yea, two 24 hour shifts, two stories, one person which is me... to many ideas, to few to pin and write.
Sunday, March 20, 2011
Ideas...
Tentatively called "Reviving Life" is a story I've had 'plans' for some time. while these 'plans' have varied from incarnation to incantation, they are mostly the same, man tries to help woman who has suffered injuries that her body cannot naturally over come, such as the Prosthetic right arm she is going to have. this here is the current Incarnation for the Main Characters
Cynthia Mothwing
Age: 26
Height: 5'3
Eye Color: Left eye blue, right eye Hazel-gold
Hair color: brown with faint highlights of red and blonde
Bio: Retired Army Staff Sergeant and recipent of the Medal of Honor, Cynthia is a broken soul. after going on a mission six weeks before returning home, her life shattered, leaving her without her lower right arm and a nasty scar on the left side of her face. her survival still confuses her, for she had thought she would be dead after the attack, and is numbly surprised when she was nominated and recived the Medal of Honor for her actions in save not only the Battalion commander, but saving the lives of those not caught in explosions with her rapid response to the firefight.
Now out of The Army, Cynthia owns a small repair shop for Semis, often gathering rigs that have been abandoned or left for rust and repairing them, reselling them back to the companies they belong to so they could live again on the road. occasionally a trucker came by looking for repairs and a bed, both which she offered for a fair price with food free of charge. With very little desire to live, she occupies her time as a mechanic.
Jack Murphy
Age: 27
Height: 5'10
Eye Color: Blue
Hair Color: Black
Bio: Jack comes from a line of truckers. When he was old enough to be on his own, his parents were killed. with no home and freedom of the Open Road, Jack continued to truck in honor of their memory. he's a daring man, having trucked in 49 of the 50 states, as he once challenged the Ice Roads of Alaska, and been with several woman in his time.
When his truck was threatening to shut down on him, Jack came across Shadow, a small place he had heard in passing as other Truckers commented on the outstanding service they recived. as he pulled to a stop, the truck puffed as he turned it off, drawing the attention of the owner and mechanic. she wore long sleeves and had a glove on her right arm. she looked over his truck, named a fair price, and told him where the bed and food was. he was intigued by her, and as he watched her work on his truck, he noticed the disconnect to life. he wanted to show her what it meant to live again.
This ought to be interesting how this blossoms... i've no idea what i will do with it, i'm just trying my hand, once again, to write Original, not fanfiction... not that either have promised much anyway.
Flame
Cynthia Mothwing
Age: 26
Height: 5'3
Eye Color: Left eye blue, right eye Hazel-gold
Hair color: brown with faint highlights of red and blonde
Bio: Retired Army Staff Sergeant and recipent of the Medal of Honor, Cynthia is a broken soul. after going on a mission six weeks before returning home, her life shattered, leaving her without her lower right arm and a nasty scar on the left side of her face. her survival still confuses her, for she had thought she would be dead after the attack, and is numbly surprised when she was nominated and recived the Medal of Honor for her actions in save not only the Battalion commander, but saving the lives of those not caught in explosions with her rapid response to the firefight.
Now out of The Army, Cynthia owns a small repair shop for Semis, often gathering rigs that have been abandoned or left for rust and repairing them, reselling them back to the companies they belong to so they could live again on the road. occasionally a trucker came by looking for repairs and a bed, both which she offered for a fair price with food free of charge. With very little desire to live, she occupies her time as a mechanic.
Jack Murphy
Age: 27
Height: 5'10
Eye Color: Blue
Hair Color: Black
Bio: Jack comes from a line of truckers. When he was old enough to be on his own, his parents were killed. with no home and freedom of the Open Road, Jack continued to truck in honor of their memory. he's a daring man, having trucked in 49 of the 50 states, as he once challenged the Ice Roads of Alaska, and been with several woman in his time.
When his truck was threatening to shut down on him, Jack came across Shadow, a small place he had heard in passing as other Truckers commented on the outstanding service they recived. as he pulled to a stop, the truck puffed as he turned it off, drawing the attention of the owner and mechanic. she wore long sleeves and had a glove on her right arm. she looked over his truck, named a fair price, and told him where the bed and food was. he was intigued by her, and as he watched her work on his truck, he noticed the disconnect to life. he wanted to show her what it meant to live again.
This ought to be interesting how this blossoms... i've no idea what i will do with it, i'm just trying my hand, once again, to write Original, not fanfiction... not that either have promised much anyway.
Flame
Saturday, March 19, 2011
Rampet Ideas
I swear this one just came to me today, even if the title of this idea has floated around for a while. even then i have no idea what i'm going to do with this idea, for even after i write it, it'll need hard core adding, bare bones needing meat, as one of my grade school teachers said long ago.
and that's not to include the various other rampent ideas that come and go way to fast, like dreams that inspire but never feed.
My crave for writing some decent Fanfiction in the Transformers universe always comes with fragmented ideas that never carry out. my sucessful story, Strike, was meant to have a pair of prequels dealing with the past lives of Optimus and Megatron, and has not gotten very far. ideas of my Original Character having some sort of dislike for Prime has been around, but never fully expanded upon.
now i've got a story that i've been typing for the past day that is slowly losing it's flare, but something i want to try to work with. working very loosely with stories that are based between the backstories of the Live-action transformers films and that of the new animated series, Prime, i'm trying to created perhaps a sort of mystery about Elita, who had sent Optimus back some Crystal Roses he had given to her in their relationship... while at the same time playing around with a histroy about Optimus lost in his mind... but it's mainly about Elita's actions and being followed by my Original Characters, the Blind Sniper and his mate...
But with all the frame i'm putting together, there is very little meat. just one of those ideas i've started, worked with, and formed, only to lose it the closer i get to what i have established in my mind. unlike some stories, which i had the beginning and end with no bridge between, this one is only a beginning, with only a vague ending thought of but could change in a heartbeat.
And on the Original Works side, i want to explore a romance of a man trying to help a broken female who has become a husk of her former self, living only by working on semis for hours on end... but i do not do well with writing romance, it's just an idea that cannot find any ground to take root in. and poetry i once could create without thought have long since abandoned me, only popping in once in a very long while to inspire something.
so many ideas, so little to work with
and that's not to include the various other rampent ideas that come and go way to fast, like dreams that inspire but never feed.
My crave for writing some decent Fanfiction in the Transformers universe always comes with fragmented ideas that never carry out. my sucessful story, Strike, was meant to have a pair of prequels dealing with the past lives of Optimus and Megatron, and has not gotten very far. ideas of my Original Character having some sort of dislike for Prime has been around, but never fully expanded upon.
now i've got a story that i've been typing for the past day that is slowly losing it's flare, but something i want to try to work with. working very loosely with stories that are based between the backstories of the Live-action transformers films and that of the new animated series, Prime, i'm trying to created perhaps a sort of mystery about Elita, who had sent Optimus back some Crystal Roses he had given to her in their relationship... while at the same time playing around with a histroy about Optimus lost in his mind... but it's mainly about Elita's actions and being followed by my Original Characters, the Blind Sniper and his mate...
But with all the frame i'm putting together, there is very little meat. just one of those ideas i've started, worked with, and formed, only to lose it the closer i get to what i have established in my mind. unlike some stories, which i had the beginning and end with no bridge between, this one is only a beginning, with only a vague ending thought of but could change in a heartbeat.
And on the Original Works side, i want to explore a romance of a man trying to help a broken female who has become a husk of her former self, living only by working on semis for hours on end... but i do not do well with writing romance, it's just an idea that cannot find any ground to take root in. and poetry i once could create without thought have long since abandoned me, only popping in once in a very long while to inspire something.
so many ideas, so little to work with
Testing... Testing
A blog. i never imaged i might do this. for now it might help organize my thoughts, and maybe it'll help me finally pull together some random strays of fanfiction... or even regualar fiction, for i've some there planned... and get them out on paper/computer screen. so much to learn and figure out.
In time, there are things in life that take charge before everything fades into darkness, always know that no matter how hard it is to live life, that as long as you never give up, there is a change to keep liveing
In time, there are things in life that take charge before everything fades into darkness, always know that no matter how hard it is to live life, that as long as you never give up, there is a change to keep liveing
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