8/31/13, 1:15 AM PDT
Learned quite a bit about menstruation, courtesy of a late-night half-Skype call with Rhea (half-Skype call in the sense that I was the only one talking while Rhea typed out her messages). She went into incredible detail about the process, such as the explosion of blood that happens every time she laughs, or runs in PE. Or sneezes.
You know, it's things like menstruation that make me thankful I'm male. I don't really feel like turning into a red shotgun that fired every time I sneeze, because come Spring, I'm pretty sure I'd die from blood loss or drown from my room flooding.
Same day, 9:55 PM PDT
Played Cards Against Humanity with Rhea and the Skype Group (heh, that almost sounds like a band).
The amount of laughter I've had from this game is unquantifiable. My lumberjack-like cackles probably woke the dead, and the nearest graveyard from my house is at least a hundred miles away from me. I probably dislocated one of my spinal discs from recoiling too hard when I laughed. Also stabbed my desk a few times with the clicky end of a pen from the RIDICULOUS CARDS that got pulled out.
If you don't know what Cards Against Humanity is, it's pretty much Apples to Apples clone, but with REALLY politically incorrect responses. And it's the GREATEST THING EVER, if you can tolerate the ridiculously offensive answers.
God, my head's EXPLODING from all this laughter, so I can't explain it as well as I'd like to. Here, just play the online version of it, see for yourself.
RFotD: The first expansion pack for Cards Against Humanity sold out in three days.
SGAT: Summer homework.
Saturday, August 31, 2013
Friday, August 30, 2013
Day Eighty: Awkward Times With Corgis
8/30/13, 4:05 PM PDT
Read for the most day, then watched Wipeout with dad and Megan.
You know, I've always wanted to run a Wipeout course. It looks SO EFFING FUN. Even if I don't make it past the qualifier, I just wanna run it. Just two more years, baby.
Same day, 5:20 PM PDT
So apparently, there's an ice rink near my house that I never knew about. Seriously, I thought the closest ice rink to me was all the way in La Jolla. Wow.
We didn't do much there. We just looked around, signed up my sister for skating lessons, and played table ice hockey, which is kind of like table soccer, but with hockey. It's not air hockey, mind you. It has the controls of table soccer and... know what, I'll just show you a picture of what it looks like.
(PICSOCCER)
I played one side while my dad, my sister, and my mom played the other. AND I WON, BABY. AWWWWW YEAAAAAAAAAAAAH. I'd like to thank years of parkour, playing Smash Bros., and Tetris at level 20 and higher for my reaction times.
Then, we went to North Coast mall to avoid the effing SEARING heat. Dear GOD, did today suck. So effing hot, and the air was so stale. Felt like Philippine air.
Anyway, sister and I went to the pet store, saw some adorable as heck animals, most notably this dachshund that pressed its tiny little paw against the glass for FIVE MINUTES STRAIGHT.
We also spotted this dog, who looks like he's had enough of his dead-end life.
Oh, and we saw a corgi too, playing with some other fluffy dog.
Initially, my sister thought that the other fluffy dog was in danger because the corgi kept biting at its neck. But I reassured her that they were just playing.
That's around the time where the corgi started humping the other dog. IN THE MOUTH.
We immediately left.
Oh, and there's this giant gumball machine thing in the mall that asks you to guess how many balls are in there. Person that gets the closest wins 500 dollars. So naturally, being an unemployed high school student who wants to buy loads of crap, I wanted that money.
But I wasn't about to just randomly guess, or count how many balls are in there. I'm gonna use math. Took a picture of my sister standing next to both of the machines (which are effing HUGE, by the way), then took a picture of a ruler on top of my sister's face for size comparison. Later, when I get home, I'll open up both pictures and use my sister's face to get a rough estimate of both the size of the machine and the size of an individual gumball, find the volume of both the machine and the gumball, divide the volume of half of the machine by the volume of a single gumball (half because only half of the machine was filled with gumballs) and submit my answer.
Effing MATH.
RFotD: Formulas for sphere packing, or the arrangement of non-overlapping spheres within a containing space, don't account for the large amounts of waste space generated from random placement.
SGAT: Read books.
Read for the most day, then watched Wipeout with dad and Megan.
You know, I've always wanted to run a Wipeout course. It looks SO EFFING FUN. Even if I don't make it past the qualifier, I just wanna run it. Just two more years, baby.
Same day, 5:20 PM PDT
So apparently, there's an ice rink near my house that I never knew about. Seriously, I thought the closest ice rink to me was all the way in La Jolla. Wow.
We didn't do much there. We just looked around, signed up my sister for skating lessons, and played table ice hockey, which is kind of like table soccer, but with hockey. It's not air hockey, mind you. It has the controls of table soccer and... know what, I'll just show you a picture of what it looks like.
(PICSOCCER)
I played one side while my dad, my sister, and my mom played the other. AND I WON, BABY. AWWWWW YEAAAAAAAAAAAAH. I'd like to thank years of parkour, playing Smash Bros., and Tetris at level 20 and higher for my reaction times.
Then, we went to North Coast mall to avoid the effing SEARING heat. Dear GOD, did today suck. So effing hot, and the air was so stale. Felt like Philippine air.
Anyway, sister and I went to the pet store, saw some adorable as heck animals, most notably this dachshund that pressed its tiny little paw against the glass for FIVE MINUTES STRAIGHT.
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| I see you, Jake Sully. |
We also spotted this dog, who looks like he's had enough of his dead-end life.
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| Just let me die. |
Oh, and we saw a corgi too, playing with some other fluffy dog.
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| I'm willing to bet his name is "Nick." |
Initially, my sister thought that the other fluffy dog was in danger because the corgi kept biting at its neck. But I reassured her that they were just playing.
That's around the time where the corgi started humping the other dog. IN THE MOUTH.
We immediately left.
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| Nick the corgi. Wanted for sexual assault. |
Oh, and there's this giant gumball machine thing in the mall that asks you to guess how many balls are in there. Person that gets the closest wins 500 dollars. So naturally, being an unemployed high school student who wants to buy loads of crap, I wanted that money.
But I wasn't about to just randomly guess, or count how many balls are in there. I'm gonna use math. Took a picture of my sister standing next to both of the machines (which are effing HUGE, by the way), then took a picture of a ruler on top of my sister's face for size comparison. Later, when I get home, I'll open up both pictures and use my sister's face to get a rough estimate of both the size of the machine and the size of an individual gumball, find the volume of both the machine and the gumball, divide the volume of half of the machine by the volume of a single gumball (half because only half of the machine was filled with gumballs) and submit my answer.
Effing MATH.
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| High five for staying in school! |
RFotD: Formulas for sphere packing, or the arrangement of non-overlapping spheres within a containing space, don't account for the large amounts of waste space generated from random placement.
SGAT: Read books.
Day Seventy-Nine: Metronome Blisseys
8/29/13, 7:58 PM PDT
Edited my film for the most part. ONE MORE SCENE. JUST ONE. AND WE'RE DONE. AAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAGH.
Also, played Pokemon Showdown with Hellen, heh. Absolutely wrecked her in the first game with my Toxic Stall/Metronome team, so she decided she wanted an all-Metronome battle for the rest of our rematches. We both picked six Blissey with max HP, holding Leppa berries and made their only moves "Metronome" and "Recycle" and we FOUGHT.
First game, I got ridiculously lucky with a Mean Look+Perish Song combo, followed by an Imprison, which forced her team to use Struggle since we both knew exactly the same moves. Oh, and I also pulled out a Heal Block on the same turn that she got a Synthesis. HAH.
Second game? She pulled out an effing Aqua Ring on one of her Blissey and I COULD NOT KILL IT. IT WAS IMMORTAL. DAMN IT.
We fought four games in total, and we each won two. So tomorrow, we'll fight for the CHAMPIONSHIP.
RFotD: Michael forgot to set the autopost schedule again.
SGAT: Short film edit.
Edited my film for the most part. ONE MORE SCENE. JUST ONE. AND WE'RE DONE. AAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAGH.
Also, played Pokemon Showdown with Hellen, heh. Absolutely wrecked her in the first game with my Toxic Stall/Metronome team, so she decided she wanted an all-Metronome battle for the rest of our rematches. We both picked six Blissey with max HP, holding Leppa berries and made their only moves "Metronome" and "Recycle" and we FOUGHT.
First game, I got ridiculously lucky with a Mean Look+Perish Song combo, followed by an Imprison, which forced her team to use Struggle since we both knew exactly the same moves. Oh, and I also pulled out a Heal Block on the same turn that she got a Synthesis. HAH.
Second game? She pulled out an effing Aqua Ring on one of her Blissey and I COULD NOT KILL IT. IT WAS IMMORTAL. DAMN IT.
We fought four games in total, and we each won two. So tomorrow, we'll fight for the CHAMPIONSHIP.
RFotD: Michael forgot to set the autopost schedule again.
SGAT: Short film edit.
Thursday, August 29, 2013
Day Seventy-Eight: Wrote All Day
8/28/13, 11:59 PM PDT
WRITING, OKAY. WRITING ALL DAY.
Well, maybe a bit of Pokemon Showdown too, but still, WRITING. AAAAAAAAAGH. SO TIRED. AND SO SCARED THAT MY NEWEST STORY WASN'T THAT GOOD.
Also, Rhea posted some online slander of me on Tumblr, which sucks. But I bribed her to take it back, so all is well now.
RFotD: There is a Corruption Perceptions Index which measures the world's corruption by nation. "Corruption" in this sense includes nepotism, extortion, and yes, bribery.
SGAT: WROTE. HOLY HELL, DID I WRITE.
WRITING, OKAY. WRITING ALL DAY.
Well, maybe a bit of Pokemon Showdown too, but still, WRITING. AAAAAAAAAGH. SO TIRED. AND SO SCARED THAT MY NEWEST STORY WASN'T THAT GOOD.
Also, Rhea posted some online slander of me on Tumblr, which sucks. But I bribed her to take it back, so all is well now.
RFotD: There is a Corruption Perceptions Index which measures the world's corruption by nation. "Corruption" in this sense includes nepotism, extortion, and yes, bribery.
SGAT: WROTE. HOLY HELL, DID I WRITE.
Wednesday, August 28, 2013
Day Seventy-Seven: Filming and Sleeping
8/27/13, 7:26 PM PDT
Absolutely EXHAUSTING day of shooting today. The sun just made EVERYTHING a lot more tiring.
But we did manage to get a lot done. Acted as a stunt double for Nick and filmed a first-person shot of me taking out a few grunts, which was pretty cool. However, I planned the shot literally the day before, so it might not look as good as the stuff Freddie Wong pulls out. But whatever. Baby steps.
Oh, and got Nick to stab Kayla in head as well. Finished the bulk of our movie, with only the very end chase sequence left to film, along with a few retakes.
Also, a lot of weird laughter went on during the shoot. Told Cody I wanted an evil laugh and he just gives me this cackle akin to a crack smoking dolphin. I don't know what the hell it was, but I'm putting it in the movie for sure.
Immediately PASSED OUT when I got home, didn't wake up until 5 because of how tired I was. Now gonna read the rest of The Secret Life of Bees. Assuming I don't fall asleep while reading it anymore.
RFotD: Heat makes warm-blooded creatures more tired because their bodies have to work harder to regulate their temperature in heat. As such, cold-blooded animals, like reptiles, actually feel more energetic in hot conditions/
SGAT: Filmed a bit more of my short film.
Absolutely EXHAUSTING day of shooting today. The sun just made EVERYTHING a lot more tiring.
But we did manage to get a lot done. Acted as a stunt double for Nick and filmed a first-person shot of me taking out a few grunts, which was pretty cool. However, I planned the shot literally the day before, so it might not look as good as the stuff Freddie Wong pulls out. But whatever. Baby steps.
Oh, and got Nick to stab Kayla in head as well. Finished the bulk of our movie, with only the very end chase sequence left to film, along with a few retakes.
Also, a lot of weird laughter went on during the shoot. Told Cody I wanted an evil laugh and he just gives me this cackle akin to a crack smoking dolphin. I don't know what the hell it was, but I'm putting it in the movie for sure.
Immediately PASSED OUT when I got home, didn't wake up until 5 because of how tired I was. Now gonna read the rest of The Secret Life of Bees. Assuming I don't fall asleep while reading it anymore.
RFotD: Heat makes warm-blooded creatures more tired because their bodies have to work harder to regulate their temperature in heat. As such, cold-blooded animals, like reptiles, actually feel more energetic in hot conditions/
SGAT: Filmed a bit more of my short film.
Tuesday, August 27, 2013
Day Seventy-Six: The Day Michael Realizes He's Bitten More Than He Can Chew
8/26/13, 2:49 PM PDT
AAAAGH, I HAVE TO DO SO MUCH STORYBOARDING. SO STRESSED OUT.
Same day, 11:53 PM PDT
Today has been the most exhausting day of summer ever. Finished an 18-page storyboard, came up with a crude shot list, uploaded audio we need to rerecord on YouTube for future reference, cleared and charged my camera, made a faux lavalier microphone out of my iPhone and the headphones it came with, and I STILL have to catch up on my reading schedule.
BUSYBUSYBUSYBUSYBUSYBUSY. AAAAAARGH.
RFotD: MICHAEL CAN ONLY TAKE SO MUCH WORK WHY DOES HE KEEP OVERLOADING HIMSELF.
SGAT: WORKED ON MY FILM SO MUCH JESUS CHRIST.
AAAAGH, I HAVE TO DO SO MUCH STORYBOARDING. SO STRESSED OUT.
Same day, 11:53 PM PDT
Today has been the most exhausting day of summer ever. Finished an 18-page storyboard, came up with a crude shot list, uploaded audio we need to rerecord on YouTube for future reference, cleared and charged my camera, made a faux lavalier microphone out of my iPhone and the headphones it came with, and I STILL have to catch up on my reading schedule.
BUSYBUSYBUSYBUSYBUSYBUSY. AAAAAARGH.
RFotD: MICHAEL CAN ONLY TAKE SO MUCH WORK WHY DOES HE KEEP OVERLOADING HIMSELF.
SGAT: WORKED ON MY FILM SO MUCH JESUS CHRIST.
Monday, August 26, 2013
Day Seventy-Five: Michael Realizes He's Neglecting Things
8/25/13, 12:25 PM PDT
Went to church, then Fashion Valley. Aww yeah, just like I wanted to in my note yesterday.
Also, I'm simultaneously working on the outline to my story due on Wednesday. Won't reveal too many details, but I'm shooting for a pretty moody piece.
Same day, 10:09 PM PDT
Went to the Carlsbad Outlets to buy a bunch of new clothes. And by a bunch, I mean six pairs of pants and four button-up shirts. Meh.
Then went home, where I watched Brave. OH MY GOD, IT'S SO GOOD. I thought it'd suck based on the trailer, but it's REALLY GOOD. Should probably stop judging Pixar movies before I watch them.
Best prepare for our shoot on Tuesday. Lots to do, lots to plan.
Same day, 11:54 PM PDT
OH GOD. I am so sorry that this blog's become so boring lately. I am just SO FRICKING BUSY with all the stuff I have to do before summer ends and it's hard to take the time to sit down and write in this blog now.
AAAAAAAAAAAGH. I promise I'll make it more interesting before summer ends, so help me GOD.
RFotD: Some animals have similar sleep cycles as humans. However, no one knows if other animals dream or not.
SGAT: Bought new clothes so I don't look like that much of a square anymore.
Went to church, then Fashion Valley. Aww yeah, just like I wanted to in my note yesterday.
Also, I'm simultaneously working on the outline to my story due on Wednesday. Won't reveal too many details, but I'm shooting for a pretty moody piece.
Same day, 10:09 PM PDT
Went to the Carlsbad Outlets to buy a bunch of new clothes. And by a bunch, I mean six pairs of pants and four button-up shirts. Meh.
Then went home, where I watched Brave. OH MY GOD, IT'S SO GOOD. I thought it'd suck based on the trailer, but it's REALLY GOOD. Should probably stop judging Pixar movies before I watch them.
Best prepare for our shoot on Tuesday. Lots to do, lots to plan.
Same day, 11:54 PM PDT
OH GOD. I am so sorry that this blog's become so boring lately. I am just SO FRICKING BUSY with all the stuff I have to do before summer ends and it's hard to take the time to sit down and write in this blog now.
AAAAAAAAAAAGH. I promise I'll make it more interesting before summer ends, so help me GOD.
RFotD: Some animals have similar sleep cycles as humans. However, no one knows if other animals dream or not.
SGAT: Bought new clothes so I don't look like that much of a square anymore.
Sunday, August 25, 2013
Day Seventy-Four: Sleep Reconditioning
8/24/13, 3:04 PM PDT
Today begins reconditioning to waking up early for school. Even though I stayed up until 2 AM last night editing my short film, I forced myself to wake up at 7.
Since my alarm fails to wake me up anymore, I decided to outsource the job of waking me up to my parents by posting a Post-It note on the door to my room, telling them to wake me up at 7. It worked.
...But then I went right back to sleep, waking up at 8:30. Still a bit of an improvement compared to waking up at 10 or later today. But god, am I exhausted.
Quickly read more of The Secret Life of Bees, which got DEPRESSING really quick. Now about to start my two English entries for the day while blasting EDM through my boombox in an attempt to keep me awake. Reconditioning demands that I do not nap at all, and I'm far from the happiest person in the world when I'm tired, so forgive me if I snap at tiny things, anyone that talks to me today. Or tomorrow. Or any day until reconditioning is over.
Same day, 5:35 PM PDT
OP. MISSION FAILED. FELL ASLEEP WHILE READING THE SECRET LIFE OF BEES.
Oh well. At least my head doesn't hurt anymore. Now to edit!
Same day, 11:54 PM PDT
Lots of editing done today. Finished my roughcut, resulting in an eight-minute movie so far, which is pretty good.
Also looking in to external iPhone microphones since my DSLR's audio is miserable and I don't want to ever reshoot because of audio again. There's one I found online that's really pretty called the "VeriCorder Minimic," but it takes three days to ship, which will be too late for my movie. Probably gonna persuade my parents to go to Fashion Valley tomorrow so I can look into mics at the Apple Store. If I can't find anything, I'll probably buy the VeriCorder because it's just SO COOL.
Also gotta start writing the titles stories as well as the weekly story which will be coming out on Wednesday, as promised. Wow, am I busy.
RFotD: Ribbon microphones (the big, rectangular metal ones that look like this) were invented in 1931. Variations of the ribbon microphone are still used today.
SGAT: Finished roughcut.
Today begins reconditioning to waking up early for school. Even though I stayed up until 2 AM last night editing my short film, I forced myself to wake up at 7.
Since my alarm fails to wake me up anymore, I decided to outsource the job of waking me up to my parents by posting a Post-It note on the door to my room, telling them to wake me up at 7. It worked.
...But then I went right back to sleep, waking up at 8:30. Still a bit of an improvement compared to waking up at 10 or later today. But god, am I exhausted.
Quickly read more of The Secret Life of Bees, which got DEPRESSING really quick. Now about to start my two English entries for the day while blasting EDM through my boombox in an attempt to keep me awake. Reconditioning demands that I do not nap at all, and I'm far from the happiest person in the world when I'm tired, so forgive me if I snap at tiny things, anyone that talks to me today. Or tomorrow. Or any day until reconditioning is over.
Same day, 5:35 PM PDT
OP. MISSION FAILED. FELL ASLEEP WHILE READING THE SECRET LIFE OF BEES.
Oh well. At least my head doesn't hurt anymore. Now to edit!
Same day, 11:54 PM PDT
Lots of editing done today. Finished my roughcut, resulting in an eight-minute movie so far, which is pretty good.
Also looking in to external iPhone microphones since my DSLR's audio is miserable and I don't want to ever reshoot because of audio again. There's one I found online that's really pretty called the "VeriCorder Minimic," but it takes three days to ship, which will be too late for my movie. Probably gonna persuade my parents to go to Fashion Valley tomorrow so I can look into mics at the Apple Store. If I can't find anything, I'll probably buy the VeriCorder because it's just SO COOL.
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| LOOK AT IT (via amazon.com) |
Also gotta start writing the titles stories as well as the weekly story which will be coming out on Wednesday, as promised. Wow, am I busy.
RFotD: Ribbon microphones (the big, rectangular metal ones that look like this) were invented in 1931. Variations of the ribbon microphone are still used today.
SGAT: Finished roughcut.
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