I need more tips in editing.
It’s really hard for me to see Touhou from a new person’s perspective.
Sorry, I’m just that big an addict that it’s almost impossible for me to view this series from another standpoint.
As I said, more tips would be appreciated.
Thanks!
Excuse the 1 in the file name.
You know, when they weren’t extremely popular and filled with addicts that only live for Facebook and Myspace.
They were just fun to use.
Myspace let you put up your own music.
And let you have a neat wallpaper for your page.
And other fancy things.
Now I’m not saying Myspace took away these things.
I’m just saying Myspace is like a disease.
Yes, it’s nice that people are getting oriented with each other over the internet.
Ok, now I’m going to try and not offend as many people as I can now.
Addiction to Myspace seems rather unhealthy. I see people going on it 24/7 (well not literally but close enough) messaging friends and decorating their page or whatever the heck else they can do with Myspace.
Then I hear about a young boy, whom I believe was 10, going to a chatroom on Myspace, with a webcam.
You see where this is going?
He was paid money to…
…
Do naughty things in front of his cam. I can’t really say more.
Scary thought, yes? Luckily now they have more protection against the pedophiles that lurk around Myspace.
Then there are the people that feel the need to complain about this and that on Myspace. Some people know these people as emos. That’s where Myspace gets a not very popular nickname, Emospace.
Now, let’s look at Facebook.
A welcome change from the hostile environment of Myspace.
Profiles were private as we set it, so no strangers could harass us. Hey Myspace, are you listening?
Lots of my friends use Facebook, and my friend asked me politely if I wanted to try Facebook.
I, as I had nothing else to do, decided to accept his request. It was nice at first. I added people I knew from school, since they were easy to find.
Now I have a nice huge friend list of people that I know.
Great way to keep contact with them.
Now what’s the problem with Facebook?
It’s turning into the next Myspace since the addition of “Applications” (things that add more interactivity to Facebook), and some of them even seem to mirror what Myspace can do, such as the top friends app.
People seem to be too addicted to Facebook.
It’s not my problem really, but it becomes a problem WHEN PEOPLE ARE ON FACEBOOK IN THE MARILLAC EXPRESS LAB AT MY SCHOOL WHEN IT’S SPECIFICALLY FOR SCHOOLWORK!
You can imagine my frustration at this when 2/5 of the spots taken in the express lab are people using Facebook!
Do it somewhere else more convenient for us, please.
Like I don’t know.
Your school laptop which connects to the school network?
I don’t know. That seems more secure to me.
Whatever works for you.This guy knows what I’m talking about.
Do I really have to promote this blog? Well actually, I could try promoting my other blog.
kiripsan.wordpress.com
Now go! Go and give me more views and publicity!
…
Yeah, that wasn’t going to work, was it?
Well, I do have plenty of ways to promote my blog if I wanted to. But there are a few reasons I haven’t gotten to doing that.
1) This blog is purely for fun and just an organization of my thoughts.
It’s nice to have your thoughts that you have throughout the day to be put into one neat little place. I’m cool with that. Also, I’ve always wanted to rewrite my story. People who are INTERESTED ENOUGH will BOTHER to actually look for this story (read, my fanfiction fans) and find a nice little remake waiting for them to be read.
2) I’m lazy.
But so is everyone else. I’d rather go with the idea that the harder it is to find something, then that something is definitely worth it. Same idea with this blog.
Although I must say, I don’t feel too confident about the quality of this blog.
Hahaha.
3) Showing your blog off to people in other sites is like advertising, and I think advertising is silly.
However, I could go with the post blog link in signature on message boards trick. People who find me interesting or are just bored will find this blog.
Well, I could post a link to this blog and my personal’s on Facebook, but why bother? People are too busy stalking each other on Facebook or playing Tetris to even bother to notice my link. Plus with the one million notifications everyone is getting on Facebook, my link is bound to get lost in there so no one will ever see it~.
I can always tell my friends to read my entries.
I’m sure they’ll love the Touhou paper I wrote up earlier as they too are Touhou lovers.
Maybe they can get their friends to look at my blog and discover what Touhou is.
Hey, I should probably do that.
Man, I love how I can organize my thoughts into this blog.
I thought of a great idea!
I’ll try this within the next two weeks and I’ll get back to ya.
Friends only promotion. That doesn’t sound too bad.
Alarm clocks are really awesome.
They easily wake you up when you have to do something at a certain time. Read: Go to school.
The generic alarm clocks with the generic noise are fun to listen to at first.
Ring ring ring ring ring.
The digital alarm clocks with their beeping are more fun to listen to at first as well.
Beep beep beep beep beep.
Although the first time I heard a digital alarm clock ring, I thought it was the sound of death when it rang in my room, so I ran out really scared. This was when I was around the age of five.
Next, we have the cell phone alarms.
Now these are great.
Almost everyone these days have a cellphone.
Why not?
They’re handy to help find people you need to look for. They’re nice for those secret little conversations in your room at night when no one is sleeping.
The fun part is listening to the ringtone.
Now we didn’t have custom ringtones at first, but more cell phones these days have a built in alarm clock. They play a ringtone of your choice as the alarm to wake you up.
It’s great to wake up to the digitized glory of “Canon”.
And now, technology grants us the ability to use custom ringtones. We can use music as our ringtones.
Now you have a legitimate excuse for missing a call.
“Sorry, Still Alive was playing and I was singing along with it then I realized you called me.”
“I COULDN’T TELL YOU WERE CALLING OVER THE AWESOME GLORY OF THE POWER OF ROCK!”
Etc.
Now, imagine waking up to your favorite song.
I’m sure you’d be thrilled.
There’s just one problem with cellphone alarms.
They seem to be more louder than most alarms these days for the newer models of cellphones.
However, when your roommate’s phone is ringing ear-piercing beeps that he got from the internet as the ringtone every five seconds and keeping you awake yet your roommate is still asleep…that’s a bad thing.
Not to mention, the cellphone is out of your reach as it’s probably in his hands after the third time it rang, just so he can get a good look at the time.
With such a heavy sleeper, how the heck was I supposed to make him turn off the alarm? Ask him to turn it off? That would be rude. What if I made him miss an interview for winning one million dollars?
Yeah.
Portability isn’t the best thing.
About two weeks ago, on this blog, I have mentioned that I hate stereotypes of any kind, yet most of us tend to rely on them for an “accurate” depiction of others.
There’s something else that bothers me.
If the title is any indication of whatsoever to you, then you’ll see where this is going.
When I was younger (read: Elementary School young), I was a rather insecure child. I wasn’t exactly the brightest child when it came to common sense.
However, I fell into the trap of trying to go on with what’s in, and what’s out.
Everyone’s eating lunchables? I want to as well!
Everyone is playing with those sticky hands? I wanna play too!
As I look back and reflect on what kind of person I was in the past, I must say, I had no sense of individuality in me at all. I couldn’t decide what I liked for myself in the past. I had to go with what other people liked. And move on with them when they start liking something else.
Man, I’m glad I’m not that child anymore.
No one can force me to like something anymore.
I decide to like what I want.
Now, why do I decide to talk about this topic today?
Because people do not seem to understand that people are entitled to what they choose to like, and they do not have to like the same things as those people.
For instance, my room-mates insist that a woman with an endowed chest, knowing full well that I am more interested in those with a flat chest, or close to flat as possible. I simply say I like flat chests better to try and put an end to their insisting.
However, they still insist that endowed women are the best and they said why not like them better. I tell them that they cannot change what I like the best.
Of course, they persist that endowed women are the best, and I tell them that I don’t like people trying to force their opinion on me like that.
They kinda got annoyed about that and stopped for the time being.
Now I’m sure many of you had a similar situation.
Here’s a message to these kind of people.
How come you’re allowed to get offended when I say I don’t like what they like, and I’m not? Your logic makes no sense. Leave me alone.
Here’s something to ponder.
Now say you actually get a person to like the same thing you like somehow, whether you have forced it or not.
Now say that somehow, that person steps ahead of you and gets to that same thing you like first. And you’re left out of it.
Hey wait.
Why the hell are you getting angry?
It’s your damned idea for forcing that person to like the same thing you like.
Now you screwed yourself over.
First you force someone to like something they didn’t like at first, and then you get angry?
What the hell is wrong with you?
Just a thought for those people that feel the need to force their opinions upon others.
Morons.
Kirby and Link managed to have a lovely sleep. A sleep so lovely that Kirby didn’t even notice the sun shining in his eyes until he opened them.
Kirby: A…ap…
He slumped back to sleep. He was mumbling something about an apocolypse. He didn’t really get back to sleep as Link snored rather loudly.
Kirby opened his eyes rather slowly this time. He slowly stretched his arms.
Kirby: Ahh…that was the best sleep I’ve ever gotten since I left home. Then again, this is only the second day of my journey.
Kirby peeked his body down to Link’s bunk.
Kirby (face was like ^.^): Hey Link, rise and shine, time to get up…huh?
Link wasn’t on his bunk bed.
Kirby: Uhh Link? Where did you go?
Kirby dropped down right next to Link’s bunk.
Kirby: Link?
Kirby decided to search the whole room for Link. No good. Then he thought of something.
Kirby: He couldn’t have possibly-!
Kirby peeked under the bed. A sword flew out and back in, narrowly missing Kirby, who jumped out of the way in time.
Kirby: What the heck?! That almost killed me!
Kirby looked under the bed again.
Kirby: Link! What the hell? You nearly killed me. Again!
He then noticed Link holding his sword in his left hand, and his right hand in his mouth, sucking his right thumb. Link was in a fetal position of a sorts. Kirby took a picture of this with his digital camera (again, do NOT ask where he got that) and holding back snickers. Then Kirby took a few steps back.
Kirby (screaming): Link. WAKE UP!
Link’s eyes shot open and he banged his head on the bunk he was sleeping under.
Link: GAH! MY HEAD! KIRBY WHY DID YOU HAVE TO GO AND DO THAT!
Kirby rolled his eyes.
Kirby: First of all. It’s twelve in the morning *pointing to clock*. AND YOU NEARLY KILLED ME IN YOUR SLEEP!
Link: Ugh just give me five more minutes…
Kirby: Oh fine!
He slowly leaves the building as he liked the mushroom-like atmosphere, and bid farewell to the nice mushroom lady that showed him the room he stayed in with Link.
Suddenly, Kirby hears a scream. He barely made it out to be “…MY HAT!”
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End of Part 11
As soon as Link finished his piece of steak, Link couldn’t help but do a little dance.
Link (happily): This is the best thing I’ve ever had since Deku Nuts! I am so glad I ordered this.
Kirby: I would want to try a piece but it’s your ord-
Kirby was interrupted as Link stuffed a piece of the steak into his mouth.
Kirby: Mmph?!
Link: YOU MUST TRY THIS TASTE TOO! But I’m only giving you one piece to eat.
Kirby’s cheeks started to swell.
Kirby: So…good…we should come here often!
Link: I agree.
Link said this as he stuffed another piece in his mouth. Kirby stared at Link as he put the piece into his mouth.
Kirby: …Is that a baby fork you’re eating with there?
Link started laughing hard at the joke. Unfortunately for him he was still in the middle of chewing his steak.
Soon enough, Link started to choke on his steak piece but he was still laughing.
Kirby: Link? Are you all right?
Link who was banging his hands on the table: CACACACACA!
Kirby: Cacacacaca? Can you at least laugh properly?
The waitress knew exactly what was happening and ran over to the table.
Lady: Oh dear…another case of choking.
Kirby: Oh, so that’s what it was! I thought he was laughing so hard that he couldn’t laugh properly!
Lady: Hahaha…duck!
Kirby promptly ducked as the waitress walked behind Link and smacked him in the back, causing him to spit out a piece of the steak he was choking on. It headed in Kirby’s direction but luckily he was ducking. Somehow the piece of steak landed on a plate on another table. Link ran towards it with his fork and finished off the piece of steak. The waitress and Kirby looked at each other nervously.
Lady: Ahahaha…glad to see you’re enjoying the food this much!
The waitress bowed and returned to her table. Link screamed.
Link: SO GOOD!
The waitress could not help but laugh at Link. Kirby just drank his water that was placed out by the waitress while Link was choking on his steak. Link started to scarf his steak down and drinking water to speed up the process.
Link: This taste is so wonderful…I wish I could order more but I’m getting rather full now~
Kirby snickered.
Kirby: Baby f-
Link: Don’t even start Kirby!
Kirby: Aww, you’re no fun.
Link happily scarfed down his steak and called for the bill. The waitress handed them the bill. Link took out his bag and poured out two red gems.
Link: Keep the change. I think this covers it.
Lady: Thank you very much! Have a good night!
Kirby and Link went back to their room in high spirits and went back to sleep at 1:30 AM.
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End of Part 10
Original chapter, extras, etc.
Link: …FIRE!
Kirby: Link, were you that scared of that fire I nearly hit you with?
Link: Fire hurts. A lot. I am not wearing my Red Tunic set as well. It makes it so I’m immune to the effects of the fire. If only I bought it with me when I took the warp from Hyrule to these lands. Please tell me when you are done eating.
Kirby: Sure thing!
Kirby stuffed the remains of his “Curry Flower Rice” into his huge mouth and swallowed it all in one gulp.
Kirby: Delicious~
Link started to panic.
Link: DIDN’T YOU LEARN YOUR LESSON WHEN YOU ATE ONLY A SPOONFUL OF IT? YOU’RE GOING TO NUKE THE WHOLE PLACE WITH ALL THAT!
Kirby (assuring Link): No worries Link, I know exactly what I am doing.
Kirby opened his mouth and proceeded to vacuum a nearby fire extinguisher and swallowed that whole.
Kirby: Ahh…that feels much better!
Link was in shock.
Link: …I am not even going to TRY and question what just happened here.
Both Kirby and Link stared at the waitress quickly replacing the gulped up fire extinguisher with another one. Kirby apologized again but the waitress just smiled and told him that there’s tons of fire extinguishers in the restaurant and to not worry. Link finally got up to feast his eyes on the steak he had ordered. Kirby’s fire from earlier managed to graze the steak, keeping it nice and warm.
Link: So all I do is cut this, right?
Kirby: Yes. Any sharp object will work as long as you make the pieces small enough to fit your mouth easily.
Link: Ok then! Itakimasu!
Link stabbed the fork into the steak and threw it up into the air. He unsheathed his recently cleaned sword and did a series of impressive slashing. However, Kirby had mixed opinions about his sword skills when Link accidentally let go of his sword in the middle of the slashing.
Kirby (panicking): Link, you nearly killed me again!
Kirby pulled the sword out that was sticking out next to him and threw it to Link, who caught it.
Link: Sorry.
At that moment the steak Link cut landed neatly into seven pieces like a tower column. Kirby clapped at this despite the fact Link nearly impaled him on his sword once again.
Link: This looks so good now…
Link stuck a fork into one of the pieces and ate it up.
Kirby: So…how is it?
The only response Link gave was a thumbs up as he chewed happily on his piece of steak.
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End of Part 9
Link was getting really annoyed at Kirby now.
Link: You won against me at Rock Paper Scissors about one hundred times now and I didn’t even win one!
Kirby: Maybe if you chose something besides rock you’d stand a chance. Remember that I only can form a paper with my flappy arms.
Link: But what if you tried a secret trick on me, alien!
Kirby just sighed and wondered if Link was either really paranoid or really really dumb. Just then, the lady approached the pair with the food they ordered. “Curry Flower Rice” had rice covered in a juicy looking yellow sauce with flowers mixed in into the rice. The thing practically screamed “EAT ME~”. Link’s dish was a simple looking steak but seemingly cooked with the utmost care. However, the steak was not exactly rare, but Link couldn’t tell the difference as this would be the first time he would have such a dish. It was cooked to the point of perfection as the steak had no burn spots, nor any rock hardness, so a knife could easily cut the steak. Kirby and Link thanked the waitress as she smiled and walked away shouting “Enjoy!”
“Itadakimasu!” they both shouted as they started to dig into their food. Link looked a little stumped as he took the fork and stabbed the steak with it.
Link: Uhh…how am I supposed to eat this? This is a rather large bite.
Kirby: Just cut it into pieces with a knife or something. *stuffs a spoonful of his rice into mouth* Make bite-sized chunks and just eat those. Hmm. I really like how spicy this rice is.
Kirby suddenly sneezed. As he sneezed, he felt a burning sensation from his throat and let out a burst of flames which nearly hit Link but he managed to jump out of the way in time. The waitress was extinguishing the flames which hit a plant with a fire extinguisher she was carrying the whole time. Kirby sincerely apologized.
Lady: Don’t worry, this happens all the time with the curry flower. That’s why we have fire extinguishers everywhere.
Kirby: So that’s what you call them. They’re amazing.
The lady just smiled sweetly at Kirby and walked away. There were indeed fire extinguishers at every corner. Most of them were contained in the “USE IN CASE OF FIRE” boxes, although instead of “USE IN CASE OF FIRE”, they were labeled “USE WHEN SERVING CURRY FLOWER”.
Link was still lying on the ground shivering at what had just happened.
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END OF PART 8
