Claire

[FONT=Arial]I suppose you can classify things such as this: a square is a rectangle but a rectangle is not a square. The reason being is that a square shares the all angles are ninety degrees rule with a rectangle. They also share the rule that they have two pairs of parallel sides. However, a square must have all sides the same length, while a rectangle must have two sides congruent and then two sides separately congruent. Also, a square's diagonals create right angles, while a rectangle's diagonals do not. The reason for this dumb geometry lesson is that a beautiful song is also a pretty song, since before it was beautiful it was pretty. It's like a number scale, You can ask for a 5 song and not a 10 song, but a 10 song will also be eligible for the suggestions because 10 wouldn't be without 5. Point being, beautiful songs ARE pretty. You can ask for a pretty song and receive both beautiful and pretty melodies, but you can't ask for a beautiful song and end up with a pretty one, because defying geometry makes you repeat ninth grade! Oh no no! Aside from all that crap, I listen to tons of beautiful/pretty songs. It makes me kind of angry, too, because I really need to practice guitar a lot and most of the songs I listen to don't completely utilize a guitar. My first thought would be [b]Trans-Siberian Orchestra[/b] - "Christmas Canon Rock." The lyrics themselves don't much attribute to the beauty of this song, but moreso the instrumentation and the amazing singer who performed it. I think the first time I listened to it was New Year's Eve: I was sitting next to a fire (t'was moderately cool outside) with plenty of younger children running around like crazy with multicolored sparklers. It seemed as though time slowed down while listening to this song, which was really nice. I didn't want 2005 to end. And now for a song with beautiful everything: [b]Placebo[/b] - "Sleeping With Ghosts" The sea's evaporating Though it comes as no surprise These clouds we're seeing They're explosions in the sky It seems it's written But we can't read between the lines Hush It's okay Dry your eyes Dry your eyes Soulmate dry your eyes Dry your eyes Soulmate dry your eyes Cause soulmates never die This one world vision Turns us into compromise What good's religion When it's each other we despise Damn the government Damn their killing Damn their lies Hush It's okay Dry your eyes Dry your eyes Soulmate dry your eyes Dry your eyes Soulmate dry your eyes Cause soulmates never die Soulmates never die Never die Soulmates never die Never die... Soulmates never die Soulmates never die Soulmates never die Soulmates never die Also, plenty of songs by Nightwish are very beautiful; such as [b]Deep Silent Complete, Away, Beauty of the Beast, Beauty and the Beast, Oceansoul,[/b] and their version of [b]Walking in the Air[/b]. To top it all off, here's [b]Rasputina[/b] - "Herb Girls of Birkenau." Experiment victims walk by on a hill With berries in aprons, I still see them. Still See black empty eyes staring, no hair, yet ahead There's no dignity there. They're not living not dead. Swayback and Ripcord and parachute face Were pulled from the water and put in a place I've no been to, but what you'll find Is the kommandant hoarding the vegetable rinds. It's not like they mattered. Who sucked out your spirit? Listen how we shout at them. They can't hear it. It's not fair And it seems impossible That it happened at all. That there were people who saw The Herb Girls of Birkenau. The Herb Girls of Birkenau walk by on a hill. With berries in aprons, I still see them still. It's not fair And it seems impossible That it happened at all. That there were people who saw the herb girls. But what's fair? Anything is possible. But can you understand that there were people who saw the herb girls? It's not fair. And it seems impossible That there were people there. There were people who saw the Herb Girls of Birkenau. AND AND! There are plenty of songs that I've sung in my choirs that have been absolutely more than beautiful; a song about a deaf person called "Can You Hear Me," and a really old song with a cello and a piano and amazing harmony called "There is No Rose." I've also sung Carol of the Bells, which is beautiful no matter who performs it (even my chorus). After that, there are some songs that I tear up on only if I start to sing along, like [b]Five Iron Frenzy[/b] - "World Without End." For all the deepest thought compiled,philosophy to laws of physics, no one's ever heard or seen, a more beautiful thing, than this love that saved us. In the soundless awe and wonder, words fall short to hope again. How beautiful, how vast your love is, new forever, world without an end. The very spark that burns the stars, drew near to me today, the God of everything that is, whispered in my ear that His love is boundless. Phew! Okay, sorry for the overloading of stuff, and even moreso for the geometry garbage I began with. It was just the best analogy I could think of. =)[/FONT]

[FONT=Arial]I think the only time I've ever been in a hospital, other than going to visit people I knew who were in one, was when I was born. I'm kind of strange...I've never had any surgery, never broken an important bone (I'm pretty sure I broke my pinky finger twice, but I never really got a doctor's affirmation on that. Odd, it's hurting right now; o_O), never had a cavity (though it's a dental thing with no connections to a hospital). I did have to stay in an incubator when I was born, because I came a month early, though. I'm only fourteen, so I suppose I have plenty more time to be admitted to a hospital. Maybe the first time will be when I get my first baaaaby! In six to ten years, of course. As far as just liking or disliking hospitals in general, they're amazing. I've only had one close relative die, and none others remotely close to death, so they really haven't done anything for me. But if a doctor can open up somebody, replace their heart with little error, and sew them back up without upchucking all food consumed in the past twelve hours, then they are some kind of great person.[/FONT]

[FONT=Arial]Okay, time for some more random stuff that probably have these unbelievably deep meanings, and I just don't know what they are because I was writing close to three AM, and I don't know what I was going for. Anyway, here comes the crap. [b]Psychosomatic Billy[/b] Red walls. Nothing more than these halls. These halls are built of red walls. Red walls are built of dementia and fear. Nothing more than reruns and dreams. Syndicated sleep and hunger. Syndicated daily life on monotonous TV. This is your life. This is my life. This is my night on an ice cold mocha It's a late night morning without a sunrise. It's a minor scrape with death. Everytime you fall asleep. Sleeping is not for those with a weak stomach. Neither is Ohio; Ohio is only for the brave. Because dreams are made of sleep and Ohio. And everytime you sleep, you dream. And everytime you dream, you go to Ohio. This explains why dreams are often unremembered, non? These halls are built of red walls. Painted white with matching cancer. Red, white, and blue veins carrying yet more red. Walls, walls, destroy the walls. Red walls. The perfect comment on this is "o_O." It's strange, for most every song I've posted on here, I've changed the original title. Haha. I think this one was just me writing what was going on around me and what was on my mind (kids, get some sleep). [b]Neverevernow[/b] One less person who will feed me tonight. One out of eight million. The future is a dream created by a wiseman. The future doesn't exist. Give your everything to the dream. Make it happen right now. Count to ten and you will have everything but the Future. Wait until sleep befalls you to have the Future. It's a dream. Non-lucid and coincidental. Good luck and goodnight. "o_O" again. I think this was inspired by me thinking too much about the whole deal with downloading music and how I vowed my band to always be about having fun as a musical group and not getting support off of it (which is half why I'm going to also be a novellist and a Broadway actress whenever I can be). Sure, we'd charge money for concerts and everything, because we need it to support the band. =P But I'm getting off track here. [b]Light Dot[/b] You won't be elastic, you'll be surreal Questioning the point of no return Taunting like a ship does a black cloud. So pretty is plastic, where is the appeal? Rippling above your head. Haunting like a black cloud does a ship. They leave me in wonder What is normal, why does it exist? A sky torn asunder Lightning beacon through the myst- -ery of truth You won't be amazing, you'll be common The same face implanted in every head. Smiling as if you were truly happy. Do you know where your wishes have been? Nobody can tell you; it's too late. Are you ready for a walk amongst the stars? You'll become lost in the repetition. For where we are The stars are all the same For where we are It's too late "o_O" I don't know. I was probably thinking of all those trends that are out there (such as gaucho pants and those ridiculously popped collars) that millions of people do. >=( . I'm fine as long as someone wants to wear those ugly knee-length leggings underneath a miniskirt or what have you, but I saw about five or six different people wearing those one day. Meh. Okay. I promise something with feeling by tomorrow. [b]About two days later...[/b] Hehe, just skimmed beneath my given deadline. This came out kind of fast, so I might fix it in the future. [b]Irregular Countenance[/b] You have seen justification for your disgusting crime you committed Should it count that your seeing eyes Are crooked and bulging from your head? It's true, it was unfair for you to be born like this And it's unfair for people to seek amusement Through your grotesque mugshot But isn't it unfair for the one you have wronged? We do not live in a Crossed eye for crossed eye Broken tooth for broken tooth Society anymore How could this happen to you? Before you had broken any laws You were born a Quasimodo of the 20th Century. You are an adult man with desires Seeking justification for a crime so impure Through such an unfair deformity I'm sorry, sir, life is unfair for everyone. No more for the ones with mangled faces Than for the girl who will sing her baby to sleep Or for the baby that should've been but never was Are you the baby Should not have been? No, sir, life is equally unfair for you and I. I'm not so sure if I want to start this here, bur I feel the need for this little piece of thought to be explained is kind of high. It's about a man born with either Apert's disease or Crouzon's disease, who committed "gross sexual imposition" in Ohio sometime ago. Someone posted his mugshot on the internet, for reasons I'm not sure of. Maybe it was solely for shocking someone; because it IS shocking - or maybe just for humorous entertainment. I feel disappointed with myself for not being able to look at him, because his deformity is very startling and I encourage people not to go searching for the picture unless you can withstand anything frightening. I was trying to get into the man's thoughts (whose name I don't feel like sharing, because the last time I did someone brought his picture to school and scared everyone in drama class, nor do I want anyone here to go looking for it). I figure that he figured he was allowed to rape somebody, because with his deformity he knew that no woman would ever want to marry him and satisfy his natural male sexual desires (I know that not every man is sex-crazed, honestly, and I'm not saying that they all are. I'm just saying that this one was, which led him to do what he did). I don't really know his whole story...but then again, no one does. I know that I sometimes speak about him jokingly, but I mean no insult to him. While I don't respect him, I just feel sorry for him. Wow, that seems like a large non-poetic paragraph. o_O;; I'm all ready getting ideas for a MUCH better version of this, but I really need to get off the computer now. Maybe tomorrow. [/FONT]

[FONT=Arial]I loved middle school, and I still love it. Between seventh and eighth grade, I can't pick a best year because they were both equally amazing. Regardless the evil evil staff who worked there (such as a money pirate principle, a siren AP, and the MOST evil school nurse you could ever imagine. I went into the clinic with a blue, swollen finger asking if I could have some gauze tape [because a real doctor told me to tape it to the next finger when I had broken the same finger a year ago at the time] and she was quite rude. She only gave me a half inch of tape, which did very little to help my finger. >=( ) Now that I'm in high school, I hate it. My mom is forcing me to go to a school that I have to be on special assignment to go to, just because the only other possible high school has a bad reputation (but all of my friends go there anyway). I'm a generally shy person, so this brand new crowd of people is really intimidating. This ninth grade year is almost over (just about seventeen weeks to go) and I haven't made ANY FRIENDS. Anybody who I feel comfortable talking to won't talk with me, and those who do talk to me are those I can't talk back to for lack of common interest. Therefore, it sucks. First semester was better when I had creative writing, but now I have to take college prep reading and the glass intelligence level has dropped significantly. I also have to take American Government with an insane, OCD ADD Canadian teacher with an awesome sense of humor, but he assigns too much work in too little time. Thankfully, my drama class is diving deeper into the performance part (we're doing improv right now, and the students are impressing the teacher =D ) so that's something to look forward to. However, with the arrival of this year I have been unable to eat breakfast or drink any liquid but water without getting bad indigestion. I don't know why; I don't think it's stress (because I've become cynical, pessimistic, and even more apathetic than before) and I don't think it's anxiety, either. I just can't eat anything before lunchtime or else I'll get an upset stomach. =( I plan to take a bunch of graduation requirement courses online, though, so the next three years I'll be able to take whatever electives I want. Ergh, I have to take a language course to graduate, and people tell me not to be stuck in one junior and senior year. But next year I have/really want to take AP (college course) World History, which will be my fourth core class (out of Algebra II Honors, Chemistry Honors, and English II honors). I only get three electives now, which are definitely going to be Concert Chorus (which I have to audition for, but I'll still be in a chorus even if I don't make it), Musical Theatre, and Creative Writing 2/Photo 1. Le sigh...I really wish school was better for me. The way it's working now, I want to graduate before the end of my senior year (which I can do if I work really hard) but my mother says she wants me to stay the whole four years for "maturity." It's her fault my high school career is sucking, anyway. I wish she would just let me live my own life. >=( Okay, maybe that was too much information. Woops. [/FONT]

[FONT=Arial]Actually, Tical, I just went to a rhyming dictionary on the internet. I feel like I cheated; xP. It was only for that one line, anyway, which I ended up cutting out of the final draft that my group used for the drunk driving PSA in drama. So, today I'm going to revisit some older stuff that's available for viewing on my band's freewebs site, and possibly other places on the internet. o_O; hooboy. [B]Mallcora Spain[/B] Let's take off the mask, maybe there'll be Some heavy black lashes, dark teardrops times three And skin so white, it's almost as bright As maybe a star that shines light, late at night Let's hide over there, behind yonder tree We can stare at her and long to tell her of you and me And that we think she's adorably free Of all of our laws, of all of our fees Where's the girl that was here yesterday? With our shrieking and gaping we scared her away. Please tell her she belongs at our lovely Walkway. And when she returns, then we can shout, "HEY! You're the girl that was here yesterday! You're welcome here anytime, we'd love you to stay And be part of our troupe, our clique, so to say." But our circling and prodding might scare her away. Let's embellish her soul with daisies, not thorns The thorns that she claims are the source of her scorns It's all just assumptions that she is so Core And that she buys everything from that one certain store We hide over there, behind yonder tree The one that keeps tripping both you and me Tell her we think she's adorably free From all of our crumbling reality Where's the girl that was here yesterday?... She's on both our lists, as a kitten so cute Just follow our lead to become this astute We promise you, we guarantee Just because you're adorably free From our daily dose of reality And we can laugh when we all three Trip over that darn tree. This one was heavily inspired by Voltaire (who is a quite obscure and talented musician, signed by Projekt Records) and this one seventh grade girl who my friend and I (who I seem to be speaking to in the song) thought was the most adorable mallcore girl we have *ever* seen. Therefore, I wrote this piece to express my interest in this person. Ah, memories. [B]Singer Scylla[/B] Scared to death, cowering under a table of security Sanity ever waning Lunacy ever waxing Trying not to look, might turn into a stone effigy Having trouble containing The safety that is laxing Run away from the room Cover ears from the noise Stay and meet your doom Siren will eat you, girls and boys People lined up in a row, glancing at it's fangs Sanity ever waning Lunacy ever waxing We were so far away, yet still in it's range Having trouble containing The safety that is laxing Lunacy is the pinnacle of fear now Okay; I wrote this in the SEVENTH GRADE (which was two years ago, and I firmly believe that my skillz have improved since then). It's about this creepy assistant principle at my middle school who sat on the stage during lunch and tried to sing Happy Birthday (more like a strange, toneless "they say it's your birthday, well happy birthday to you"). And, gottstatue, was she freaky. When she came near, shivers would run up one's spine. o_o Tsk tsk tsk. Oh, Amelia. xP[/FONT]

[FONT=Arial]Ooh, my very first comment on any poem ever. *_* Just cause I liked it, and I'm led to believe that you are expressing your feelings very deeply. I know what it's like to reminisce for hours, pretending you're holding on to something you love. ='( Good job, =D, keep on keep on![/FONT]

[FONT=Arial]Game Tester: Not that stupid cliche where two swordsmen slide past each other and one dies, again! *head hit desk*[/FONT]

[FONT=Arial]x_kr3w_x, your post didn't have much of a point. It would've been better to explain why you like System of a Down rather than to just suggest it. Uh, anyway...my[COLOR=Indigo] [URL=http://myspace.com/boxofpandora]band[/URL][/COLOR] is a modern rock band. *_*, we have a million different genres and I'm sure there might be one you like. The only song on there now is dangerously incomplete, and it's more of a symphonic metalish song anyway. I've got plenty more songs in the works, I just need to get my band together to collaborate. There's also the Smiths who are amazing; they have a really nice gentle sound, and I think Morrissey was their vocalist. They aren't modern, since they were around in the eighties and probably not around anymore, but you might like them.[/FONT]

[FONT=Arial]"T'was then discovered that all animations are made of rubber."[/FONT]

[FONT=Arial]"Goal!" "You idiot. It's called football. FOOTBALL."[/FONT]

[FONT=Arial]"The results of underage youth exploring the Red Light District in the restricted hours...tsk tsk tsk!"[/FONT]

[FONT=Arial]It's not just a sharpened pencil that can kill someone; you can hit someone in the nose with a text book and drive the bone into their brain. You can swing your backpack at someone's head and if the force was hard enough (binders, textbooks, other stuff) then they could receive brain damage (not that I would EVER do these things to anyone). I think the books that teachers assign to students are actually more dangerous than a plastic butterknife, and you can get suspended for having one of those at school (o_O). You can also have scissors at school, or at least my school. Double-you-tee-eff? - When I was in seventh grade, an eighth grader got In-School-Suspension for dying his hair purple on the last day of school. Anyone who dyed their hair an abnormal color got ISS. - Schools preach health and fitness, yet serve disgusting cafeteria food. Renayiiq, I'm angry about the Christmas thing, too. Even non-Christians celebrate Christmas, and yet it's somehow offensive to wish someone to have a good one? Oh, sure, you can say Happy Kwanzaa, or Happy Hanukkah or Eid (which also has to do with religion), but not Merry Christmas. That restriction is unconstitutional, because every free American citizen has the rights of Freedom of Speech and the Freedom of Religion. >: O take that, school systems and businesses. - Boys who claim to be gangsters speak some intelligble dialect, or Ebonics, when real gangsters spoke a form of cant, or maybe even Italian. - Many organizations plead people to spend time with their families, yet there are so-very-high-stakes football games going on the day of Thanksgiving. Think of the team, the staff, the stadium employees, and all the spectators who are missing Thanksgiving because of a pointless game. - Many games and movies that take place in fictitious worlds (i.e. Lord of the Rings) feature actors with British accents. - Movies that take place in any country in Europe that speaks a non-English language use the English language in dialogue, yet with an accent that would come from a person who spoke the language of their home country and tried to speak English with the same pronounciation techniques. This would be okay if the characters were speaking English and not just the actors, but the characters are actually supposed to be speaking their own native language behind the accented English voice-mask.[/FONT]

[FONT=Arial]I had the misfortune to spend some valuble birthday money on Musashi: Samurai Legend. XO. I hated it. While it may have had a nice storyline or whatever, there were NO SAVE POINTS. I ended up playing the same dang motorcycle thing about five times before deciding to give up all together. I don't remember much about anything else, just that it was boring and repetitive. Luckily, I was able to trade it in with GameStop to get some Soul Calibur III credit. Another crappy game that I really wanted was RPG Maker 2 for the PS2, and it cost me close to fifty dollars. The event planner was just so complicated that all I ever ended up doing was playing that stupid RPG that came with it. >: ( [/FONT]

[FONT=Arial]Hm, sure, why not. I chose my name as Amelia Julia Revenant, though I'll have you know that is definitely not the name on my birth certificate or idea card. Regardless that an alias can be completely ambiguous, I am a girl. A fourteen years old non-hormonal girl, at that. I've lived in this city of Tampa, FL, my whole life, though I don't plan on living here my whole life. I have two younger sisters who can be awfully annoying (especially when I'm playing DDR and they won't stop throwing things at me) but they can also be great to start an uncontrollable gigglefit with. I love writing, and I am IN love with anything musical. Except, of course, [b]c[/b]ountry and [b]rap[/b] and other forms of hip-hop; I don't consider those to be music but I won't force this opinion on anyone else. My favorite types of music are steampunk, darkwave, gothic, symphonic metal, neo-classical metal, ska, punk, eighties, Broadway, emo, industrial, and progressive. My top five bands, in this 5 4 3 2 1 order are [b]Placebo[/b], [b]AFI[/b], [b]Nightwish[/b], [b]Trans-Siberian Orchestra[/b], and [b]Rasputina[/b]. I can play the guitar, and I think I'm getting sort of good at it. I want to learn how to play the piano and the cello, and how to stay focused while attempting to play the drums. My main goals in life are currently to excel in my instrument selections, vastly improve my voice, perform on Broadway, produce albums/tour this country and Europe with my currently half-stagnant band, [URL=http://myspace.com/boxofpandora]Pandora in a Box[/URL], and write to my heart's content. One might say I'm over-ambitious, even though I won't touch fame or fortune with a forty foot stick, but I don't care what anyone who tries to discourage me says. These are my passions and I will [u]never[/u] give them up. I am in the ninth grade in a school that provides me with no friends, even should I talk to the people with whom I share the most common interests. I'm currently taking geometry 1 honors, chorus, drama 1, biology 1 honors, college prep reading/semantics, American Government honors, and English 1 honors. Next year I hope to be enrolled in the electives Concert Chorus (which is better than my current choir), Musical Theatre, French 1, Creative Writing 2 (one semester) and gym (the other semester...though I really wish I didn't have to take it). I'm going to graduate in 2009, unless I can somehow skip my senior year (which I've heard about but I'm not sure how it works). I also love chocolate with caramel, and I play DDR on mostly heavy. =D [/FONT]

[FONT=Arial]I've got a new one, in a rather brand new purple notebook. [b]De(sui)cide, 22 Minutes Later[/b] In a moment of adrenaline It rushes through your veins A rite of passage so divine But can you find the reins? It shatters in a moment. Like the glass before your eyes. Like the bottle in your hand. Like a sudden sick surprise. Congratulations, new adult You've made a poor decision. Was the moment sucked from poisoned fun Worth the moment of collision? Our lives are hundred year ribbons As frail as spider's silk. The choice gave you a sharpened knife And you saw your chance to bilk. It shattered in a moment As soon as you chose to fly And with your freedom did you suspect That someone was certain to die? Congratulations, new adult You've nothing left to decide Your moment of free intoxication Was your unplanned suicide. --- I think it's obvious what this is about. A comment on one of my lines...it might seem like I was putting in a rhyme for no reason (which it may be) but I was really lucky to find this word. [b]bilk[/b] - (verb) escape, either physically or mentally. Yes, I used a rhyming dictionary. xP. I really like this song, which isn't often of me to like my own work. It was inspired by a "Public Service Announcement Prom Promise" I'm doing in Drama at school, in which my group has to make a video about the dangers of drinking and driving. I've found lots of statistics, which is sort of where I got the title. I wrote an original instrumental to play during my video, which was called "De(sui)cide." Because when someone drinks, drives, crashes, and someone dies, it wasn't an accident. It was a choice (and I stole that from one of the kids in my class; xP). So, that's where I got the first part of the title. The second is from the fact that every twenty-two minutes, someone dies in an alcohol-related car crash. I don't mean to be all SADD here, but hey. I got inspired. *_* Maybe I'll turn this in with my video and get extra credit![/FONT]

[quote name='Crimson River']I'm not sure about screamo exactly, but they are more opera rock. Has anyone heard of some of the other bands on my list? One band I forgot to add is King Missile.[/quote] [FONT=Arial] Nightwish isn't really alternative rock at all, and they are DEFINITELY not screamo. I know other people might classify them differently, but I place them in the "symphonic metal" category. Something like that comes when you mix orchestras with heavy metal and a female vocalist. I love Nightwish a lot...at least pre-Once Nightwish. Don't get me wrong, I like their last album, but it just doesn't sound like the Nightwish from Oceanborn to Century Child. Besides, they recently fired their singer, Tarja Turunen (who was the best female vocalist I've ever heard, next to Sarah Brightman and a woman at my church), and they've yet to hire a new one. I'll give them a chance when they make a new CD, but I doubt it will be anything like what I'm so used to. ='( Anyway, back on topic. I think that Kidneythieves is a good band, though I don't know if they're exactly what you're looking for. I've only heard "Before I'm Dead," and I love it a lot. Let's see...I've also heard one song by Open Hand, "Time to Talk," which I love. Other than these new ideas, I'm clueless as to anything else.[/FONT]

[QUOTE=persocomblues]Thank you guys for the advice. I'll compare prices next time I go to the game store. It does sound as though I'd enjoy the original DDR most of all, though we'll see - I'll take a look online a bit and see what songs I like which I don't. At competitions and the like, do they usually play the first DDR or the newer versions? Again, trying to get a good grasp of what they might have at this anime convention I'll be going to. Yeah, I suppose the best idea is to start off slow like both of you suggested. Much appreciated advice, who knows, I might become a DDR addict as well (god knows I need the exercise)![/QUOTE] [FONT=Arial]You're welcome. =D! At tournaments, I'm guessing they play the arcade Extreme/2 version, which has close to every song available on the other DDR games, and I think some other DDR-ish games from Konami. Seeing as how I've never been to a tournament, however, my credibility is not that great. It seems likely though, because I've seen videos of people at tournaments playing Extreme, and that (and Extreme 2) are the only kind available on the arcade machine (or so it is around here). It's really easy to get addicted. Remember how I complained that my stamina was so terrible? =D. I got a new mat today, still $20 but WAY better than my old one. It has a nice gloss surface and cushioned buttons, along with non-skid top and bottom and anti-bunching. It's the best mat I've had (I've only had two, including this one xP) and I hope it lasts me much longer than the other one did. Because of the new mat, I played DDR from 4 PM to 6:40 PM. Most of the songs on heavy, some on standard, and few on light. Results! I'm super proud of this: [IMG]http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v630/ShikyoKasu/Light-RhythmandPolice-AA.jpg[/IMG] Light Mode - Rhythm and Police - AA True, it was only light mode. But still, I love this song and it's steps and I'm so happy that I finally got an AA.

[FONT=Arial]Boredom is crap. Not just any kind of crap, more like exotic Australian crap. Only there's nothing interesting about exotic Australian crap, even if it's exotic. xP I could guess that I spend at *least* close to twelve hours on the internet, which could seem like I'm some lifeless person with nothing better to do but eat and sleep. I probably have some better things to do, I just don't do them. I play The Movies a lot, and I record myself playing guitar. Music is most of my life, too, so maybe you should get a Yahoo! Launchcast radio and try out some things you've never heard before? Depends on how much you care about music, I guess. Other than that, I can't really help you. =P I hate it when I get bored of all the stuff that keeps me from being bored. Then I just feel like there's nothing more to life, and I get veeeery restless. >=([/FONT]

[FONT=Arial]I bring results from today's hardcore DDRing. [IMG]http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v630/ShikyoKasu/0102061623.jpg[/IMG] Healing Vision (Angelic Mix) - Light - B I was pretty tired by the time my boyfriend and I did this (again). As I've said, my stamina sucks. We'd all ready played...maybe 12 songs? varying from Captain Jack on standard (O_O too hard) to TwinBee (he was on heavy, while I stayed safe on standard). [IMG]http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v630/ShikyoKasu/0102061628.jpg[/IMG] Rhythm and Police - Light - A I did this one alone, because I forced him to rest. I straight combo-ed it, I think (270 in a row?) but still. I don't quite understand why all Perfects and Greats don't amount to a AA. >=( We also did Afronova on standard a lot, as well as A on standard, and Tsugaru on standard (I can do the first set of gallops pretty well). He did double mode a lot, trying Burning the Floor and A. Persocomblues, I'd suggest you start really slowly. =P Extreme is a very good version...the original DDR was for either Dreamcast or PS1 or something, so I'm not sure if you'd really want to try it out. I'm not sure how Extreme works, but I think there should be a Training Mode or something. It's best if you start on beginner and work your way up. You'll know when it's time to try a different level (or a faster song) when the difficulty you're on gets boring. Good luck, and happy dancing. =D[/FONT]

[FONT=Arial]I haven't heard this whole album, just the overplayed stuff on the radio and TV that I don't care for. Not because it's popular, mind you, I just don't like it. And because of me not liking what I've heard, I'm reluctant to try the whole album out. However, since I don't want to be viewed as a person who relies on the opinions of others to make her own, I'll give this album a higher rating for my Yahoo! Launchcast Radio. That way I can't guarantee that the better songs will come on, but at least I'm giving it a chance. =P The first time I saw the "Wake Me Up When September Ends" intro, I knew that it was new Green Day and that I was watching Mtv (I was home sick that day, with absolutely nothing to do). I actually teared up during the video, reminding myself "Green Day ew ew eeeew." But anyway, I'll try to listen to some of the better stuff on American Idiot. It's strange, I can play the title track and the intro to Wake Me Up on guitar, even though I don't like it. x_x [/FONT]

[QUOTE=sakurasuka][SIZE=1]That's what I'm saying. Taking pride in not liking something everyone else happens to like at the moment. Why should it matter if everyone likes it or not? That's how people are defining unique nowadays, is different. And the statement you made actually helps my point. People [teenagers] these days would do most anything to be 'unique', but the definition of 'unique' is slightly different. Everyone just wants to, as I stated before, deviate from the norm.[/SIZE][/QUOTE] [FONT=Arial] If it were everyone, then the norm' would be not liking Green Day. Even then, I still wouldn't like the newer stuff (though I will try to listen to the songs you've recommended), but then people would always switch back and forth between liking something and not liking something because of what the normal function is. It's really confusing, but that's how it would be if *everyone* wanted to do what's not normal. =P Owf...my brain hurts. ='( [/FONT]

[FONT=Arial]Pretty much anything and everything on Nickolodeon (excluding Nick at Nite) and Disney channel are very degrading and bad. I have two younger sisters who almost live off of the TV, and these horrible little shows are always on. It's not just bad acting, it's also bad writing and a bad idea. Maybe just for me, but I HATE Disney and Nick. I'm beginning to dislike Cartoon Network a lot, too, since they took off Courage the Cowardly Dog and all those great little cartoon cartoons. I don't really watch much TV, anyway, but if they brought back Courage, Ed Edd and Eddy, Dexter's Lab, etc., I might waste some time doing so. Maybe they are still airing and I just don't know it because I gave up with television. Okay, to make a much less broad suggestion: South of Nowhere. It doesn't seem to have a point. It's merely copying off of Degrassi: The Next Generation, only it's set in America. I find it really shallow, as with Instant Star and the newer episodes of Degrassi. For me, there's pretty much two shows worth watching; Sabrina the Teenage Witch and the "off" channel (teehee, bad joke).[/FONT]

[QUOTE=sakurasuka][SIZE=1] Listen to some of thier stuff. Not the crappy 'Boulevard of Broken Dreams' or 'Wake me up when September Ends'. Listen to Saint Jimmy. Listen to Jesus of Suburbia. It's a hellovalot more 'punk' than some of thier older stuff. I hate that people automatically don't like Green Day, just because they're popular right now. Everyone wants to 'be unique', but if being unique means bashing music I actually like just to deviate from the norm, then I'd rather be monotonous. [/SIZE][/QUOTE] [FONT=Arial]Being unique is liking what you like because you like it and not letting others influence you. It's fine that you like Green Day, and it's fine that the other person doesn't like Green Day. I don't care for their new stuff, either, but I love their pre-American Idiot music. The only new song that I do mildly like is "Wake Me Up When September Ends," and even then I don't care for it. Maybe half of it is because they're so freakin' popular right now, but I know the other half is because I just don't like their new sound. I'm weird when it comes to popular things...I take pride in not liking what lots of people do. So, I like that I don't like their new stuff. And also...: [/FONT] [QUOTE][b]Wikipedia[/b] Green Day is a California based Pop-Punk/Punk Rock band , consisting of Billie Joe Armstrong (lead vocals, guitar), Mike Dirnt (born Michael Pritchard; bass, backing vocals), and Tré Cool (born Frank Edwin Wright III; drums, backing vocals). Since their sixth album, the band has included close friend and associate, back-up guitarist Jason White. Their success has been a major influence on other prominent pop-punk bands, such as Sum 41 and Blink-182.[/QUOTE] [FONT=Arial] That's strange, that [URL=http://en.wikipedia.org/wiki/Green_Day]article[/URL] didn't say that this afternoon. It used to say something about "ignorant people (and the band themselves) think that they are punk rock and they are not." I guess they changed it for the insulting part. I don't really see Green Day as punk anymore, but I'm not the authority on such a thing either. I know that they definitely aren't pop; they're more..."alternative rock," I guess.[/FONT]

[FONT=Arial]Aaah, I love DDR so much. Whenever my boyfriend and I go out on a date, we go to Q-Zar and play DDR for two hours straight. I suppose we have a few signature songs; me with "Healing Vision (Angelic Mix)" on light, and "Still In My Heart" on standard, and him with...all the hard and confusing songs. Recently, he got me into "Afronova" on standard, so I can't wait to go back to Q-Zar to dominate that again. =D I have DDRMax at home, but my mat is a piece of crap. It was twenty dollars at Gamestop and it lasted me about six months? before it decided to stop responding to my back arrow, and to affirm a selection when I step on the left arrow instead of changing the selection. >=( I wanted to get a better mat for Christmas, or at least a new one, but I don't have any money that I can spend on myself. I also play Stepmania, pretending like I'm on a dance mat. XD. It must be really funny to look at. Last time my boyfriend and I went to Q-Zar, we decided to both do "End of the Century" on standard...and omgzosh. I nearly collapsed out of exhaustion. I don't have a very good respiratory system, and my stamina is that of a three centimeter long match. So, with all the triple eighth note arrows, I nearly imploded. >=( accursed triple eighth notes. I really want to make up routines to some songs, just because I've watched videos of people doing that at [URL=http://ddrfreak.com]DDR Freak[/URL], and it inspires me. I was trying to add some flair to my Healing Vision session, so I was spinning around and stuff. I think I even got a B...although my memory probably fails me again. =P. I'm going to make m'bee-eff take me to Q-Zar tomorrow. Mwahah. [/FONT]

[FONT=Arial]At exactly 12 AM, I sent a text message to four of my best friends saying "MERRY NEW YEAR AND I LOVE YOU...all." Then I sort of waited to go home, listening to Trans-Siberian Orchestra (