4 years agobluechaos
Aeria Kingdom raised the level cap on the server from 75 to 80 and made this promo recently.
Yeah no you can't get from level 1 to 80 that quickly in Aeria Kingdom. Some kid's gonna be sent to the hospital with carpal tunnel before that happens. Tbh though who on earth has actually made it to 75 on Aeria Kingdom without investing tons of money into it.
I will continue to enjoy my private Aura Kingdom server thank you Also Aeria is just now bringing out Rainmist Reach and Sludgemarke Marsh, but I guess that's nice because both of those worlds are kind of poorly translated in the private server. The trade off being that they have had them for much longer.
Also fuck Sky Tower. I haven't been able to play the game for like 5 days because Aura decided "HEY IT'S VALENTINE'S DAY! AS A PRESENT WE'RE OPENING SKY TOWER ALL WEEK." Too much lag ;-;
7 years agobluechaos
Popcorn festival today.
It has been raining a lot so the parade was unfortunately cancelled, and there wasn't much in the park where there normally is, so the festival part of the festival was pretty dead. Mostly today I visited with family. Nathan drove me to grandma's house at 9 this morning and we got there at about 9:50 or so, then we started visiting with Ashlyn (cousin whom you've already met), my Uncle Chris and grandma. Aunt Cindy, Aunt Jenny, Dane, his girlfriend Jacinda, and Devyn came in the house a few minutes after and started setting up food for a small party. Since my Aunt Karen recently got married and came back to visit family for labor day weekend, my family hosted a small wedding reception for her because they weren't around for her wedding. I met Randy, who is actually much nicer in person than he is online, and we had sandwiches and cake for lunch. Then my Aunt Paula and Uncle Eric and my cousin Jason and his son, Brayden came over. I think my aunt Jenny popped like 3 bottles of champagne and all my cousins drank some to toast Aunt Karen and Randy. I kind of pretended like I had a drink in my hand :x
Also I got to see my Uncle Steve, and Aunt Jenni (two aunt Jennifers: Jenni with an I is a librarian, Jenny with a Y is a salesperson for Macy's). Jenni and I get along by the way of politics so last week or so when I wrote a comment on a status of Randy's she was very impressed with how I handled him. We talked a lot about college and about classes and just random things. I like to talk to Aunt Jenni since she's pretty intelligent. We think alike.
Most of my family asked where daddy was, since it was just Nathan and I that drove their on our own. We told them he couldn't make it and congratulations to Karen and Randy from him. I asked grandma if I could go to the basement to look through some of daddy's boxes for those dvds, and then she started asking about if he was ever going to get them out of the basement and kind of in a bitter manner. It's sad. Every one of my aunts and uncles feels hurt that daddy has cut himself off from them, because growing up they were all close. But I told them exactly what I thought -they weren't the only ones he's cut himself off from. He hasn't completely cut himself off from Nathan and I but you know my thoughts on how he's been. It was kind of nostalgic going through all of daddy's things in the basement. It made me miss his apartment, and as much as a hoarder I criticize him to be, I wanted to take home almost everything. :x In the end we found a bunch of old stuff from my childhood, and we found some of his CDs and books, but never found the DVDs. Turns out he has a lot of anime in Ohio, more than he let on. :/ But Nathan and I brought home several boxes of VHS tapes, books, and data CDs. I've been doing heavy lifting all day.
Also I snagged some blankets that I liked as a kid because I didn't want them to get ruined.
And Uncle Steve is a blast. He and Nathan were singing songs by the Beatles together at one point. It was a fun day, and a nice relief from real life. I got to talk to daddy on the way home. We called him and set him on speaker phone to tell him about what all we found. There is a lot of kitchenware and household items down there. He was thinking about getting rid of it all, but I asked him to keep it because when I move out of the house, I can put it all to use. Also I want his "old" bed. It doesn't seem old to me because I was 8 when he bought it and 17 when I last saw it (so the bed is now 12), and it doesn't feel like it's been over 10 years since then. The mattress is no good because of the damp conditions of the basement, but the bed frame can be salvaged and used. It's a queen size. ;D
I hope your week this week goes well.
7 years agobluechaos
Remember when I told you about that piece of paper my Students TALK advisor gave us about love languages? I found something on it on stumble upon. Basically says the same thing the paper did.
Words of Affirmation
Actions don’t always speak louder than words. If this is your love language, unsolicited compliments mean the world to you. Hearing the words, “I love you,” are important—hearing the reasons behind that love sends your spirits skyward. Insults can leave you shattered and are not easily forgotten.
In the vernacular of Quality Time, nothing says, “I love you,” like full, undivided attention. Being there for this type of person is critical, but really being there—with the TV off, fork and knife down, and all chores and tasks on standby—makes your significant other feel truly special and loved. Distractions, postponed dates, or the failure to listen can be especially hurtful.
Don’t mistake this love language for materialism; the receiver of gifts thrives on the love, thoughtfulness, and effort behind the gift. If you speak this language, the perfect gift or gesture shows that you are known, you are cared for, and you are prized above whatever was sacrificed to bring the gift to you. A missed birthday, anniversary, or a hasty, thoughtless gift would be disastrous—so would the absence of everyday gestures.
Acts of Service
Can vacuuming the floors really be an expression of love? Absolutely! Anything you do to ease the burden of responsibilities weighing on an “Acts of Service” person will speak volumes. The words he or she most want to hear: “Let me do that for you.” Laziness, broken commitments, and making more work for them tell speakers of this language their feelings don’t matter.
This language isn’t all about the bedroom. A person whose primary language is Physical Touch is, not surprisingly, very touchy. Hugs, pats on the back, holding hands, and thoughtful touches on the arm, shoulder, or face—they can all be ways to show excitement, concern, care, and love. Physical presence and accessibility are crucial, while neglect or abuse can be unforgivable and destructive.
Looks like mine is "words of affirmation" and "physical touch."
Meh, I forgot to eat supper. Or rather, I slept through it. Should probably search for something to eat in the kitchen.
7 years agobluechaos
What is it with people and talking? Not only that, but talking loudly. Talk, talk, talk-- that's all you people want to do!
Scenario 1: Sitting in class, trying to make sense of a chemistry equation. The two people sitting behind me are getting gradually louder and louder. There are 30 minutes of class left. Why bother coming to class at all if there is no attendance and all you're going to do is annoy other people instead of paying attention?
Scenario 2: Watching Paranormal Activity 3 at the Rialto with Jan. For every moment of dead silence, everyone -and I mean EVERYONE!!!!- feels the need to discuss whatever previously happened at that specific moment and totally ruined the awesomeness of the movie.
Scenario 3: At any event or lab class, as soon as the person in charge stops speaking for 30 or more seconds, the entire group of people in the room take that as incentive to discuss and yell or shout as they please, where then the person in charge has to take another five minutes just to get them to shut up.
Scenario 4: Taking a test or quiz. Just because you get done before other people, it doesn't mean that you and your friends can talk and joke around while either waiting or packing up.
Scenario 5: People sitting in THE MIDDLE OF THE FUCKING LIBRARY joking around and steadily getting louder by the moment...
Until Gina came along as of five minutes ago, I was about ready to kill someone.
American society as a whole sucks. People are rude. AND LOUD!
EDIT: Was originally going to post as an angry facebook status. Decided to vent elsewhere.
7 years agobluechaos
Couldn't resist the title. lol
The letter is in the mail. I finished it in zoology yesterday. Yesterday after zool, I went to Cafe Aroma with Andrea to go make cookies. I didn't have a hair tie with me, so I couldn't do much baking, so I went and got Chex Mix with another girl from Severe Weather Club so they could make puppy chow, but on my way to the grocery store I got a text from Gina asking to hang out so I had the girl drop me back off at Higgins instead of going back to Cafe Aroma with her. I felt bad that I didn't end up helping Andrea with her bake sale for SWC, but I've been really worried about G lately because of some of the stuff she's been posting on her deviantART. About her friend that committed suicide, and about how he might have had the right idea. I was more concerned about her well-being than Andrea's cookies, so I came back and ate dinner with her and then we went to the 3rd floor so I could do laundry since I hadn't for like 2 weeks. We watched Hey Arnold!, Angry Beavers, and South Park on Netflix while/after I did laundry, and then I came back to the room and passed out on my bed. Well. Pretty much.
Also, if you get a message from Gina on facebook or something, about something to the effects of "I was in bed with your girlfriend last night blah blah blah,"
Don't mind her. lmao It's definitely not how she makes it out to be. XD I cuddle with my best friend. Not often anymore, but I do. lmao Her Macbook is the only thing with Netflix on it at the moment as well, so it's hard to watch movies from afar.
Maybe the title should have been "Kappa Sweetheart So Cuddly." psh lol
The Angry Beavers. I loved watching it. My favorite show when I was a kid.
Also, I had a dream about you and your Kappa Swag video. Except there was a lot of random girls around the place hovering over you. Good dream because you were in it, bad because of all the girls. :S
EDIT: I dunno what's with the random people messaging me on fb but it's getting weird. First some dude that used to like me in high school, now his sister.
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