Research Paper and Fun Around It

This weekend has been *workonresearchpaper.* Yet it's actually been pretty fun, and I haven't totally only worked on the research paper to the point that this weekend has sucked.

For instance, I did laundry (woot! Highlight of the weekend, yo! Lol . . . ). Then, after a good three hours or so of full-out chunk working on my research paper, Patricia invited me downstairs to sing while she played on the piano (one of our fun pastimes ^_^), since she had found this great sheet music site to download music from (since we didn't just want to play "Hallelujah" and "White Flag," which was all we had before-- and the Evanescence that I like but Patricia hates, lol . . . ). Keith came along, down, too, and we sang for a while, and then Patricia left and I attempted to show off the Corpse Bride piano duet that I had learned over Spring Break, only I had completely forgotten it, so I made an utter fool of myself, lol-- but--sheet music site to the rescue!-- I was able to play it on the piano with the help of the sheet music. Then I taught Keith Heart and Soul.

Then, after trying to work on my research paper some more, Keith, Henry, and I went to dinner, after which we realized that we just really didn't want to work on our research papers anymore (particularly Henry, seeing as how he finished his last semester, lol :-P Oh, Lisa!), and so then we all just watched Anchorman. Then we went and found Lisa and ate ice cream as she ate her dinner. That was an amusing dinner. Ahh, I love everybody . . .

Afterwards, however, Danny pulled me aside to talk about a much more sobering issue, having to do with some drama in Improv (that had nothing to do with the stage). The whole thing's kind of confusing, but it began with a dramatic sort of snap/meltdown/breakdown confrontation that led to a walkout and a resignation-- with it bringing up a lot of issues that may or may not be confronted but should be, but may or may not be handled the best way that they could, I guess . . . it's weird, because I feel like I'm not particularly *involved* in any of it (only in the inherent way that one is affected by being part of a group involved in it), being as that I am really very laid-back when it comes to group dynamics and choices (believe it or not), but I've been receptive to it for most of the time. I liked that on Friday, at least, everyone got a chance to talk about things.

Lisa and I were invited to go watch Brokeback Mountain with-- a whole group of people, two fused groups I didn't really know interacted, actually, lol, the Linda/Molly/Mimi crowd and the Janice/Michelle crowd-- so that was nice.

( Spoiler Warning? )

Me: Ahh, Brokeback Mountain. Sort of weird movie-- very slow. The ending made it all worth it, though.
Keith: I think I'm gonna miss that one. Darn.
Me: Aww, come on; one scene was almost like gay porn!-- Not like I'd know.
Keith: Ew.
Me: Yeah. It was like "We're just cowboys." Then one night, they're just in the tent, and then . . . *BAMBUTTSEX.*

Edit (2:04 am): Would anybody be willing to walk with me to Walgreens sometime tomorrow? I just realize I have a soap- and qtip-lacking emergency, which I need to remedy right away. I can go alone, but I would just enjoy the company, and if anybody else needs anything, either . . . Also, even if you can't go, I can pick something up for you . . . ?

Research Paper and Fun Around It

This weekend has been *workonresearchpaper.* Yet it's actually been pretty fun, and I haven't totally only worked on the research paper to the point that this weekend has sucked.

For instance, I did laundry (woot! Highlight of the weekend, yo! Lol . . . ). Then, after a good three hours or so of full-out chunk working on my research paper, Patricia invited me downstairs to sing while she played on the piano (one of our fun pastimes ^_^), since she had found this great sheet music site to download music from (since we didn't just want to play "Hallelujah" and "White Flag," which was all we had before-- and the Evanescence that I like but Patricia hates, lol . . . ). Keith came along, down, too, and we sang for a while, and then Patricia left and I attempted to show off the Corpse Bride piano duet that I had learned over Spring Break, only I had completely forgotten it, so I made an utter fool of myself, lol-- but--sheet music site to the rescue!-- I was able to play it on the piano with the help of the sheet music. Then I taught Keith Heart and Soul.

Then, after trying to work on my research paper some more, Keith, Henry, and I went to dinner, after which we realized that we just really didn't want to work on our research papers anymore (particularly Henry, seeing as how he finished his last semester, lol :-P Oh, Lisa!), and so then we all just watched Anchorman. Then we went and found Lisa and ate ice cream as she ate her dinner. That was an amusing dinner. Ahh, I love everybody . . .

Afterwards, however, Danny pulled me aside to talk about a much more sobering issue, having to do with some drama in Improv (that had nothing to do with the stage). The whole thing's kind of confusing, but it began with a dramatic sort of snap/meltdown/breakdown confrontation that led to a walkout and a resignation-- with it bringing up a lot of issues that may or may not be confronted but should be, but may or may not be handled the best way that they could, I guess . . . it's weird, because I feel like I'm not particularly *involved* in any of it (only in the inherent way that one is affected by being part of a group involved in it), being as that I am really very laid-back when it comes to group dynamics and choices (believe it or not), but I've been receptive to it for most of the time. I liked that on Friday, at least, everyone got a chance to talk about things.

Lisa and I were invited to go watch Brokeback Mountain with-- a whole group of people, two fused groups I didn't really know interacted, actually, lol, the Linda/Molly/Mimi crowd and the Janice/Michelle crowd-- so that was nice.

( Spoiler Warning? )

Me: Ahh, Brokeback Mountain. Sort of weird movie-- very slow. The ending made it all worth it, though.
Keith: I think I'm gonna miss that one. Darn.
Me: Aww, come on; one scene was almost like gay porn!-- Not like I'd know.
Keith: Ew.
Me: Yeah. It was like "We're just cowboys." Then one night, they're just in the tent, and then . . . *BAMBUTTSEX.*

Edit (2:04 am): Would anybody be willing to walk with me to Walgreens sometime tomorrow? I just realize I have a soap- and qtip-lacking emergency, which I need to remedy right away. I can go alone, but I would just enjoy the company, and if anybody else needs anything, either . . . Also, even if you can't go, I can pick something up for you . . . ?

O.o!

Video for Children at the Hiroshima Peace Site.

Click "Part 3." It's slow and long, but watch it. PROPAGANDA.

You guys know how against nuclear weapons I am, and how affected by Hiroshima I was, but this is just . . . Oh my God.

"That morning should have been like every other morning for the children of Hiroshima. But it wasn't." *Shows atomic bomb picture, all in red, big loud flash, screaming "MOM! DAD!"*

"That's right; while you're laughing with your friends at school . . . " *shows picture of children laughing.* "Children like you are still being victims of WAR." *Shows burned dead body.*

I highly disapprove of this exploitation.

(Plus, the Japanese Ministry of Education can fuck itself if it thinks children will be scarred by describing in non-visual textbooks what Japan did to Koreans and Chinese and other citizens of its WWII possessions and not by that video! O.o)

I should find a way to work this into my paper, somehow. I'm sure it could fit and be relevant, somehow.

Edit (10:06 pm):

Collective!Japan: They bombed us! *Emo cries*
Hiroshima Victims: Yeah, they bombed us, but you did shitty things to make them bomb us, and we're the ones with fingernails growing out of the wrong side of our hands, not the rest of y'all. So can we all just get over ourselves and be peaceful, now? Kthanks.

(Wow . . . that had to be the most irreverant thing I've ever said in my life . . . I think my karma allows it, though, considering the diligence with which I argue my case against atomic bombs ^_^)

Me: CALPIS PWNS!
Michael: CC LEMON PWNED CALPIS'S MOM LAST NIGHT! *signs off*

Michael, you will die. Everybody go spam madpopulist's journal!!!

O.o!

Video for Children at the Hiroshima Peace Site.

Click "Part 3." It's slow and long, but watch it. PROPAGANDA.

You guys know how against nuclear weapons I am, and how affected by Hiroshima I was, but this is just . . . Oh my God.

"That morning should have been like every other morning for the children of Hiroshima. But it wasn't." *Shows atomic bomb picture, all in red, big loud flash, screaming "MOM! DAD!"*

"That's right; while you're laughing with your friends at school . . . " *shows picture of children laughing.* "Children like you are still being victims of WAR." *Shows burned dead body.*

I highly disapprove of this exploitation.

(Plus, the Japanese Ministry of Education can fuck itself if it thinks children will be scarred by describing in non-visual textbooks what Japan did to Koreans and Chinese and other citizens of its WWII possessions and not by that video! O.o)

I should find a way to work this into my paper, somehow. I'm sure it could fit and be relevant, somehow.

Edit (10:06 pm):

Collective!Japan: They bombed us! *Emo cries*
Hiroshima Victims: Yeah, they bombed us, but you did shitty things to make them bomb us, and we're the ones with fingernails growing out of the wrong side of our hands, not the rest of y'all. So can we all just get over ourselves and be peaceful, now? Kthanks.

(Wow . . . that had to be the most irreverant thing I've ever said in my life . . . I think my karma allows it, though, considering the diligence with which I argue my case against atomic bombs ^_^)

Me: CALPIS PWNS!
Michael: CC LEMON PWNED CALPIS'S MOM LAST NIGHT! *signs off*

Michael, you will die. Everybody go spam madpopulist's journal!!!