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The Lonely Barricades


IS this bad or just my imagination.

Posted by Zarayna , in Life, RPGs Jul 21 2012 · 266 views

500 MB RAM. Is that bad or what?

On a brighter note, we actually got decent internet; it's such a strange thing having 150 kb/s internet speed. So now I downloaded Mount&Blade: With Fire and Sword. Unfortunately, it takes forever on this computer. I hope to try it on our laptop.

And... SftS. It's kinda going to need some work; namely, people. There's no way I can continue running it quite so singlehandedly. Some of you might have seen the announcement on the first page of the discussion topic. When I say I need people for help running the story, I don't mean want, I mean need.


Fare Thee Well

Posted by Zarayna , in Life, RPGs Jul 08 2012 · 279 views

Yeah, so I'm heading down to NJ for a week for a mission trip. Spawn, LL, and KNI will be in charge of SftS... Be warned, they have full power to smite. >=P


Mentally Worked Out

Posted by Zarayna , in Life, Random babbling Jun 02 2012 · 217 views

So, yesterday was the graduation/promotion night for my homeschool group, although no one was graduating this year. It seems that I'm getting into a pattern: everytime I'm down at the church where we holds the graduation and a few other events, I find myself in intense religious discussion/debate with a friend. Comes from being the only Catholic in a Protestant group, I suppose. This time, however, my dad got into religious debate with three of the dads as well. In our defense, we didn't initiate said debates: the dads had been meaning to talk religion since last year, and my friend keeps bringing up religion, not me.

To make a long story short, I got bored and started listening to the debate my dad was in. And before you knew it, I had pretty much supplanted my dad in the debate. Needless to say, we were probably the last peopple to leave. In terms of explaining, I think I did well. I doubt I had to back down on a single point, whereas often my opponents were forced to hurriedly change the subject. So I'm happy.

By then I had gotten nicely worked out intellectually, which feels pretty good, almost like physically working out. The bad side? My mouth is still a little tired from talking so much. :|


Why I Hate Consoling People

Posted by Zarayna , in Life, Observations May 24 2012 · 317 views

Because I automatically assume they have the same mindset as myself: namely that in grieving, they want people to shut up and not murmur the usual cliche condolences that the fifty+ people before them already said.

Yeah, that's why my way of going to a wake is to pay my respects, say hello, and hide in some obscure corner.


Peace Is Flowing Like A River

Posted by Zarayna , in Life, Music, Random babbling May 12 2012 · 267 views

That song officially takes place as one of my least favorite. Bleh, what can I say? Occasionally my choir has/is given a poor music selection. The sad part is that we almost sang another song instead, but my choir director had forgotten the sheet music for it. :(


Did you see them going off to fight?
Children of the barricade that didn't last the night.
They were schoolboys, never held a gun,
Fighting for a new world that would rise up like the sun.
Where's that new world now the fighting's done?

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If there was a slap for every reference you didn't get, Zar, you would be like a walking bruise.