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3rd Moon of Earth Chronicles: February 2007
Sunday, February 25, 2007
TMHS- Hare Hare Yukai ENGLISH Special
A fan-dub. Gracie mentioned that if anyone ever did this at a talent show at Bonham, it would not go over well. Maybe they'd like it better in English?
WOW. My first thoughts- wouldn't it be awesome if people actually learned this dance and did a performance at a con or at a school talent show? Good news! It's been done. Next video to be posted- The best one I've found so far.
Put your MP3 player on shuffle, write down the first lines of the first twenty-five songs that come up, and then have people guess which songs they are.
Born in a nation, a young generation is praying for salvation out of damnation.
Five days in a watery cave.
G-R-double E-N LEAVES!
If I give you sugar, will you give me something elusive and temporary?
It was twenty years ago that Sgt. Pepper taught the band to play.
A pretty girl is like a minstrel show.
Love of mine, someday you'll die, but I'll be close behind.
Sailing 'cross the seas pursuing sorry ships who don't know they're sinkin'.
Monster hospital, can you please release me?
Car radio. That's what I got.
Face me evil bastards, smell the hate of angels.
The people will survive in their environment.
Times have changed, and times are strange.
Don't wanna be the one to pop your cherry, girl.
It's been five years. We've had good and bad.
Words from your lips. Oh, cursed hips. Oh, this ghetto is in my blood.
In matching blue raincoats, our shoes were our showboats.
We'll wake up your mothers. We'll start a commotion.
New blood joins this earth, and quickly he's subdued.
In the cold light of day, the colors all fade away.
I wonder if he knows the pressure the he shows.
Beautiful day, watching you as you awake.
In America, I was just sixteen.
We are building a religion. We are building it bigger.
It's a scene from a movie. It's an aisle of the store.
Yeah. Like those before me, I made a point not to repeat any bands. It's also worth mentioning that there was quite a bit of instrumental music mixed in there too, most notably Yuki Kajiura and The Pillows. If William should ever see my list, I'm sure he'd do much better naming them than anyone else I know. Hopefully, he'd be proud.
“When we praise children for their intelligence,” Dweck wrote in her study summary, “we tell them that this is the name of the game: Look smart, don’t risk making mistakes.” And that’s what the fifth-graders had done: They’d chosen to look smart and avoid the risk of being embarrassed.
I read this article from New York Magazine: How Not to Talk to Your Kids It's intriguing, and I agree with a lot of what is discussed. I, personally, have felt the effects of the wrong type of praise. Every time someone tells me I'm smart, I doubt myself even more. I am very self-conscious about my grades and such because of this ridiculous reputation I feel I have to uphold. I make mistakes, dang it!
Anyway, if you find that kind of thing interesting, you should definitely read the article.
So it is Valentine's Day. Apparently also referred to as Horny Werewolf Day. And more commonly Singles Awareness Day.
I keep hearing people say they hate Valentine's Day because they hate being reminded they're single, it's a corrupted commercial holiday not about love at all, etc. Blah, blah blah. I like Valentine's Day. It's a holiday. Holidays are great excuses to dress up and have fun. Why should I care if I'm single or not? I got to pass out Teenage Mutant Ninja Turtles cards and make people laugh. That's fun. I got to wear themes shirts and such. That's fun. So why can't everyone just get over themselves and not take it all so seriously? It's so much more enjoyable that way.
Whoa. Weird dream last night. I died. Crazy stuff happens in the afterlife.
Today was VASE (Visual Arts Scholastic Event). I entered a drawing, and for about the past week I've been thinking to myself, "What the hell have I done?" My entry wasn't that good and I really didn't feel comfortable with the idea of someone judging it. But I went anyway, and seeing other people's stuff did not help boost my confidence at all. I got there around 9:15, got the judging form, sat for about 10 min., and then went to one of the judging guys. He was really nice and complemented certain things about my picture and told me how I could do better. It was completely over by 9:45. It all seems so surreal now. It wasn't so bad after all.
And now I leave you with a quiz. I'm surprised I even did this well.
You know the Bible 72%!
Wow! You are truly a student of the Bible! Some of the questions were difficult, but they didn't slow you down! You know the books, the characters, the events . . . Very impressive!
