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About Ruri: names: Stephanie, Steph, LumpOChang, ShortLegs, KeroSteph aliases: Kerochan, Chibkero, Puchico (IRC on Splitty-EFNet) Rurichan, Keeki-chan, LumpOChang, The 1AC, The 2NC, The Affrimative (aff), The Negative (neg) ^_~ hobby: sleeping what I do: debate for SFSU debate team, coach Balboa High School's debate team, sleep, student at SFSU SFSU: computer science (major), speech communications (minor), eventually going into tech law I have been known to: look 12, out eat my friend Tony, be overly genki, be late to things Ruri is curently reading: Kagerou-Nostalgia (Satomi Kubo), Kanata Kara (Kyoko Hikawa), Foucault, SFSU Spring Class Schedule, Engines of Creation (Eric Drexler), Mikan no Tsuki (Haruko Iida), Supersonic Angel Engine! For more about me (like you'd want to) go here and here.)
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Which I'll probably mull over in pre-calc class (which is in 8 minutes) thank god for labs that are 5 doors away. =D
Listening to: Escaflowne Movie OST (what else? I *LOVE* this soundtrack, that I left my cd case at home ~_~)
I started fanficcing again (is fanficcing a word? o.o) anyways I decided to make notes on the various fics I write and hopefully in that way start this general log of plot threads. Eventually I plan to just create this RK blog fic. I think it'd be a good idea (considering that I have 2 major fics that need to be finished and I can just blog them. =D) So I'll have my Saitou * Tokio fic up probably with in a few days, and below random ranting about the various other fics I write.
On another note I've gotten back into HanaKimi and pretty much got hooked into this Gilbert/Mizuki/Sano triangle. While I'm rooting for Sano and Mizuki to get together in the end, I'm also a big fan of Gilbert (and it'd suck to be the losing guy in that triangle o.o imho). Its pretty much down to "Will Sano ever admit that he knows Mizuki is a girl." and "Will Gilbert ever go to Japan?" because I'd love to see a story arc where Gilbert comes to Japan so he can check on her. ^_~
On another hilarious note (and this is when I either find the picture or scan it) I have issue 23 of Hana to Yume that has a cool Umeda-sensei chapter, but the funniest thing in the whole chapter is the fact that Nanba Io dressed up her 6 year old son Minami to look like a girl. (Black frilly dress, pinnafore, pigtails with the curls and bows, the whole thing!) I nearly fell over when I read the chapter, the dialouge when along the lines of:
Student: And you? You'd make a pretty girlfriend when you grow up
Minami: I'm not a girl, I'm Minami! I'm a six year old boy!
Umeda: leave my nephew alone. ~_~
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The rest of the chapter was cute Umeda-sensei all over but I'm more of a Sano/Mizuki person. ^^
Oooops off to pre-calc.
On another note my paper is a nice 5 pages =D so I think I will stop there unless a gigant bolt of inspriation hits me (that and I'm trying to conserve copy card $ -_-).
On another note I like blogging (its becoming my other form of procrastination) =)
More on the Santa Clara Tournament. I really really love speech and debate, no really, I do. My family, my friends, etc. have pretty much resigned themselves to scheduling around the debate tournaments I either coach/judge or compete at. Its a scary phenomenon that I think was more a benefit than a disadvantage. If anything I believe my small (yet influential) goal in life is to expose the world of debate to as many people as I can. Its really rewarding for me to see someone I coached or advised to take that advice and use it in the next round to beat their opponent. Its rewarding because its a very altruistic feeling =D.
On the other hand I also understand that its a very stressful lifestyle, years are not defined by months but defined in tournaments, you miss about 20% of your classes due to either sleeping in from a tournament or going to a tournament. (advice: no friday classes o.o no monday either if you can help it.)
But the great thing about debate is the fact that its an always ongoing changing process. You never leave a tournament with out learning *something*. I am not kidding. This tournament I picked up case ideas for my team at Balboa HS. I coach for them and pretty soon some of my kids will be ready to move up a division and they need all the ammo they can get. However the league I coach for is very restricting. They limit the # of positions we can run and veto any we may want to run. I can't see how having students run mirrored cases would teach them effective debate. Mirrored cases are where the affirmative runs the aff case and the negative runs the *mirror* of the aff which are all the negative arguments. They cancel each other out and all the students learn are very very basic debate techniques and the ability to spread each other out. Spreading is a term used in policy debate that means speaking/reading fast to get as many arguments as they can out in the round. Its not a very good technique, but its a good one to learn so that you won't be the slowest debater in the round. =P
I think I am a debater for life (and its not just my NFL membership either =P) its the fact that I love what I do and I don't think I could stop doing it. =) (at least its educational.)
Oooops back to reviewing my paper. (did I mention how much I don't like macs? I don't mind them but their webbrowsers are annoying as hell =P.
I'm still procrastinating my paper but its almost done. =) Will write more later.
listening to: this cool 80's music station.
I am mostly packed and I have most of the stuff I need =P I feel like I'm missing something. I kept dreaming last night that I kept leaving my jeans at home and that I wanted to go back for them but nobody would let me drive back to get them. ;_; (I'm wearing my jeans right now ^^;;;)
more later the pizza is finished =D
Still Procrastinating
This is just a weird blog, don't read if you easily get weirded out.
I had a weird dream, and I dreamed it three times which was weirder. The theme was still the same, the plot stayed the same it just got more and more personal. It starts out with me being in a group, and we're in a basement (a nicely well lit basement). Then (as dreams usually do) it changed into a bottom floor that had glass doors that opened to the foot of a hill (so great we had a hill as our backyard.) Anyways the feeling was tense, as if we were supposed to go do something dangerous. The basic plan was that those who could "fight" would go with the leader (a dark haired man that apparently had the ability to stop the evil guy (tm)). I was part of the group that could go fight. (I don't know what my powers were if I had any at all.)
But in an eerie sort of mappy sort of way I never got to see the final battle (well except in flashes of scenes, we beat the bat guy btw.) and then in a weird sort of medeval map way I saw the bad guy's (tm) evil minions on horseback charge into the secret safehouse that was hiding the people we were either supposed to protect or hide (they died which was sad.)
The second retelling of the dream was the same but this time it was more personal, it was as if I was related to the dark haired guy that was supposed to kill the evil guy (tm). I remember seeing the evil minions running into the safe house as I watched from the forest unable to help. It was kinda weird.
The third time it was weird, my family was involved. Apparently my dreamself realized that the safehouse was not the best place to hide people so we took all the children and loaded them up into a car and took them to the main house (headquarters I guess) and we left them there (I distinctly remember watching them ride up the escalator to the third floor). And then I went off to fight by the dark haired guy's side (a weird romantic notion I guess.) We beat the evil guy (again) and this time we saved the people. But it was weird because I dreamed this dream 3 times! I woke up from the dream hyperventalating and feeling as if I should have gone back and dreamed the rest. I was supposedly married to the dark haired guy and my only ability was keeping him sane and focused (not a bad ability but granted a weak one =P) and I felt weird because I've had dreams like these before where the mood of the dream is tense and all fast and hurried. Its like those dreams where you can run or scream when your life depends on it.
Weird.
Currently on: Page 2 of my 6 page essay on Foucault, still have not packed for the Santa Clara Invitational, and still procrastinating (I wrote another blog in 1 day! a record!) and still listening to the Escaflowne Movie Soundtrack. =)
But I'm procrastinating. I changed the layout to something a little more pink. =) Hinata who is the main character of Clamp's manga series "Suki Dakara Suki" (I like because I like which is a literal translation o.o) is gracing the page. I'm supposed to write a paper about why Michel Foucault (who is dead btw) should be a great assistant professor. Gotta love Professor Medcalf for assigning us a final paper that requires massive research. @_@ That and three of rhe four candidates for the position are dead =) So there goes my criteria for selecting candidates based life-span. The other three candidates were Aristotle (obviously dead), Kenneth Burke (very dead), Michel Foucault (recently dead), Sonja Foss (not dead!). I'm tempted to do Sonja Foss as soon as I find stuff about her but I think the reasearch for Foucault is easier. ^^;;;
Currently listening to: Escaflowne Movie Sountrack (I love Yoko Kanno *_*)
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