Thursday, November 22, 2007

A-M-A-Z-I-N-G

Rock Band. Amazing. It, in my humble opinion, is definitely worth it. I think it is *way* better than Guitar Hero, even if you don't add in the other instruments. The character creation is amazing, the song selection is pretty awesome. I absolutely love it. The drums are my favorite. They're so new, so well done, and it's just generally fun to hit something as hard as possible to a given beat. :D

Happy Thanksgiving. 'Twas a good holiday, by precedence. We ate. A LOT. 'Twas fun. And I met my baby cousin and he's adorable.

Buh bye, back to Rock Band-ness!

Friday, November 16, 2007

Changes, Newness, and Guitar Hero

It has been forever since I've been here, obviously. Or, well, I suppose only a couple months. But, still. Things change oh so quickly around here. It seems just yesterday that I was playing Super Mario Bros with my brother and frustrated because I couldn't get my meaty little sausage fingers to dance over the buttons like my parents did. Though, I suppose, I'm still having that problem.

Two-Year Online Boyfriend's heart was broken by yours truly, because I'm a whore. Distraction by newness of physical interaction, I suppose. But, alas, nothing can be done now. My mom pointed out that TYOB kind of worshiped the ground I walked on, and thus I perhaps was with him for so long because it felt good, not because I liked him all that much. I don't know if she's right or not. But Le Boyfriend now is quite interesting, anyway. For now. Not that we don't have issues, and I'm not sure we'll last long. *shrug* 'Twas time to move on. Everything else has changed. Why not this? Yay for first kisses and such :-) Kinda nice.

It's odd. I have such aversion to any sort of social interaction. My heart flutters, my stomach flips, I feel as if I am about to faint. Yet, for some reason, he is okay. I trust him in a way I've never trusted anyone. However, there are some issues that I deem very serious. Namely a tiny Le Boyfriend on the way in January (no, not mine, I swear) who he seems to be almost ignoring. I feel as if I am enabling it. Who knows. It's confusing, and highly frustrating due to my lack of social interaction. I find it awfully hard to be hopeful when something serious like this goes on with the only guy who I've ever really felt comfortable with in real life. But, this is just me, I suppose. Yay for confusing emotions. Angst and rawr.

I'm looking for a job. Lots of fun, especially for anti-social licenseless me. No, I do not have my driver's license. My father refuses to let me use the public bus because poor little me could get hurt. He's such a chauvinist sometimes. I know he's just trying to look out for me. But my goodness, can't he trust me even a little tiny bit? My brother, who doesn't even weigh as much as I do, is just fine on the bus, however. I just don't know what to do or how to go about doing it. But we shall see.

Guitar Hero is awesome. I'm a bit obsessed with music games as a general rule. Not only does this tap into that...but it also allows me to feel like I am a Rock Star! WEWT! I can rock out with the five colored buttons. Yet, my fingers don't seem to want to work as well as my parent's fingers do, still. Dag nabbit. But, alas, there is naught I can do but practice.

Three days until the most awesomest music game I've ever seen. Rock Band. My dear sweet father pre-ordered it for us. We're even going to get to the midnight showing. Sure, the gas may go out here soon. But Rock Band is worth it, we're going to wear lots of coats! :D I can't wait. We're going to spend the week playing the family band (like the Partridges!) and kick so much ass it'll be hi-larious! I'm so excited I can hardly contain myself. Le Boyfriend, however, is not nearly as excited due to the fact that he can't come over for that week. No friends, despite the lack of school, because my mom wants a chance to play it before the neighborhood (aka, my brother's friends) descend upon it like the starving to a feast. I just can't wait for the awesomeness of Rockstarness!

Wewt for changes...and for beautiful midnight pick-ups. And maybe not-so-wewt, at the same time. I hate that I've hurt TYOB. I love him, I honestly do. Despite what I may say. But he's so far away...