It's been a while, but I have a story to share and I'm going to share it.

I don't believe I ever told you about my character, Giovanni. He's my baby. He started out as a character I played in Morrowind, in which I gave him an EPIC story and all that. I then carried him to Oblivion, where more epicness occurred (though the story I set for him does deviate from the main quest of Oblivion quite a bit, and Shivering Isles happens first.) Through both Morrowind and Oblivion, one of the main points of his story is that he's served many a god, but will bow to none. I have also tried to place him into many other original stories, though none have yet to fit and I'm not sure that any ever will, but all of them has to go with rejecting some sort of god.
I have finally looked up what the name Giovanni means. Normally I don't select names without knowing the meanings, but Giovanni is a nice name and I finally decided to use it, meaning be damned. Here is my results: Giovanni is the Italian form of Iohannes. And what does Iohannes mean? God is gracious.

May all of you have a lovely day.

There was this thing where I had to analyze a movie, point out the hero's journey and all that, and I decided to focus on Anakin Skywalker as the hero. I thought I did a damn good job with it, so I'm posting it.

( Film paper, AWAY! )

It was for learning basic guitar maintenance. I learned things and all, yeah. But that isn't what I wanted to say. There was this guy that was teaching the thing, and his name was Tom. Now, take a look at my icon. Yeah, looked almost exactly like him, but a bit younger. It was weird.

So, I was surfing around the net, like usual, right? And I got to this page about the big deal with people identifying with the Jedi religion. Way I see it is, well, why not? It's just as valid as anything else. And I eventually found myself on the Jedi Church website [link]. And I'm just thinking that it's silly to base a religious belief off of Star Wars, awesome though it may be. Until I read up on the beliefs, that is. It was almost disturbing to find out that this is exactly what I believe... Though one could probably understand why I'm reluctant to identify as a Jedi. I mean, really. Even if what they're talking about is what I believe, and even what I practice, think about it- Nobody takes you seriously if you tell them you're a Jedi. It's the kind of thing a crazy bum would say. (But hey, I've met some pretty cool bums. There's this one guy, that I've come to call Frank, and he's alright. Until he tries to eat your friend's dog alive, that is, but that's another story.) But still, you shouldn't tell someone that fills a national survey thing out, "LOL, you may have put down Jedi, but that's bullshit," because telling someone that their beliefs are bullshit is just not cool, regardless of what they put down.

I've got to admit, though, it feels wonderful to have a name for my beliefs, even if it is a fictitious religion for a major franchise, and even if it will only ever be called this in my head.

Anyways, I should be asleep.

Not sure why I'm posting, as I really don't have anything important to talk about. Nobody ever reads my posts anymore, either, but I don't much mind that. I'm kind of peaceful right now. I should be asleep, but sleep comes hard these days. I haven't been depressed in a while, which is a good thing.
I'm working on a new Scrubs fanfiction right now. Been calling it 'My Cold Shower', but as it's a WIP that's subject to change. As of right now, I'm keeping info on it a secret.
I don't know what I'm trying to say, in posting here. I guess I just wish things could be peaceful like this more often, and while typing up a post here is an outlet for me, it's not like writing a story, where I have to live up to expectations.
I wish you all a Happy New Year.

So, I spent all of yesterday in the ER. Yeah.
I was in pediatrics, so it wasn't as bad as it could be, but still. I didn't eat anything at all the whole time. We're still not quite sure what's wrong. I even had to get a CT scan, because of the headaches and dizziness. Everything turned out normal.
Oh, yeah, and I got a pelvic exam. Not looking forward to ever having to do that again.
We rented some movies afterwords. And I got a poster of the Joker, which is cool, and it fuels my obsession of Batman even more.
Oh, and my grandpa made banana bread, which is awesome.
Hopefully after this I'll be able to go to school regularly.

Sorry I forgot about you for a while.
Anyways, I'm thinking of making a new account for just fanfiction, as I love to write it. I might even consider putting some original things up there, but I don't know yet.
Well, a lot of shit has gone down since I last posted. Two important things happened:
1) Got into the high school I wanted. One of the top arts schools in the United States.
2) Just a few days ago, started feeling really sick. My mom is going to take me to the doctors soon, and if they can't figure anything out, to the hospital, because of the dizzy spells I've been having. She says they'll probably admit me if they can't figure it out.
I'm not overly worried, as I know that can exacerbate things. I hate hospitals though, but I think I'll be able to survive if it comes to that. Just give me my notebooks, MP3 player, and change the TV to Comedy Central so I don't miss Scrubs. Hopefully, give me a remote too so I can change it when I think Law and Order may be on.

Well, that's all for now. I should be asleep now, but it's been even harder for me to sleep since this has started.

I was going to participate. But then, I thought about it. I really thought about it. The only thing that I could think is: Well, isn't that what they'd want me to do?
They'd love a day where it seemed like we just didn't exist. And that's bullshit.

We've got our voice, and as much courage as it takes to not speak, it takes even more to speak.

I refuse to give up my voice, to give them a free day where they can pretend that we don't exist.

Damn it, we're here, we're queer, and we're proud!

And that's all I really have to say about that.

... When I call the men that were in the Corps of Discovery real men. Some people just don't get what they actually did and find history boring. Some people actually decide to try and experience it themselves. Personally, I've always wanted to experience it, and the article that I just mentioned only makes me want to more.