Yay!

Today I have my lesson, where I will hopefully start my next piece in suzuki. In my game, I got to this obnoxious boss-monster that I have to run from, and it is HUGE! It's like, six feet tall and fifty feet long. I have to run from it whilst at the same time hunting these things that look like the pokemon lapras to get their guts (I'm not even rewording it. The game actually says to get their guts.) I abandoned the mission, shaken (what would you do if a whale decided to try to eat you while you were swimming, hm?) And decided to try out the online multiplayer... only to discover that dinner was ready. Oh well. I'll try it out tonight.

Hello, all

So far, in my new game, I've just completed my first real quest. I'm probably going to write a review of it sometime this week, once I've gotten a bit farther and have tried out most of the weapons.

The gala yesterday

At the gala, I was mostly just bored. Really, really bored. Mr. Nelson (who has a bit of authority) told us that until everything was set up, we could not play or do anything besides sit around or help. Mom and Dad got put in charge of taking care of the area where the kids are, so we could not leave until about three hours after I wanted to. In my performance, Mitchell, our first violin (on the odd-numbered pieces, that is), decided, without any prior warning to us to do two more pieces besides North Country Hoedown (which I nailed, even on the icky part in the middle) and Winter (which I did better on than on the last time I performed it) and also did Rococo Overture (a long, grueling piece that gets significantly slower in the middle, matters not helped by Mitchell who decided to take it at about half tempo, and I swear I am not exaggerating this) and March of the Meistersingers, which leads to my main topic of this post: My epic fail on the last piece. And by epic, I mean epic. Ms. Murray is probably going to bring it up on my lesson on Wednesday. I have no idea what I did, but I totally fell off, and Ms. Murray yelling at me where I was prevented me from getting back on, as I knew where we were (measure 36, beat 2, where the mood of the piece changes so suddenly that it is hard not to notice where to come in) and Ms. Murray was yelling that it was measure 40 (a full measure of open G-string sixteenth-note runs). So now I feel bad and am dreading both today, Wednesday, and Saturday.

Hello, all.

I decided to make a new post today. Anyway, on Sunday I beat Sands of Destruction. As usual, the most annoying part of the bosses is when they get a bunch of turns in a row. I found the third-to-last boss to be harder than the last two, mostly because neither one of the last two automatically got an attack every time you attacked them. That third to last boss was a real pain. Thankfully, his most powerful attacks deal elemental damage, and two out of three of my party members had armor with the effect 'null elements' so those ultra attacks only dealt 1 point of damage, which is fairly funny, all things considered.

Sigh.

I got to spend the long weekend feeling like crap.

Bleugh.

Today I feel like crap. I have a minor headache, my throat is sore, I have nasty coughs, and my nose is stuffy and runny at the same time. I went to bed at about 9:30 P.M., but I think I actually stopped drifting in and out of sleep and stayed asleep a around 2:00 A.M. And, what's worse is that Mom and I went to Lensecrafters yesterday and got me a new pair of glasses, which are bigger than my old ones and have a significantly different prescription from my old ones, so although the world is a lot clearer now, my eyes are not used to theses new glasses, so watching anything move while remaining stationary makes me nauseous, hence the headache. I have no plans of doing anything but staying home today. I hope Mom can E-mail or call Ms. Murray to tell her I won't be at quartet or gig book today.

Sigh.

Mom has declared that I make an update. So here it is. I am currently reading Good Omens, by Neil Gaiman and Terry Pratchett.