Attendance is a MUST in a class where the teacher is sexy!

I have this teacher where I sit-in (for those of you who don't know, sitting-in in a class is when you attend a class that you haven't enrolled in.) in some of her classes, partly because my friends are there, mostly because I'm waiting for my next class.

Anyway, I bested my classmates for knowing the subject more than they do (It's practically common sense!) & I must say she (the teacher) was thoroughly impressed...

Time went by & it came to one morning when I was quite late for class & she was at the lobby waiting for the elevator which was rarely available. There, she urged me to accompany her in the elevator which was fine since all classes are held in the upper floors... Did I mention she was hot?

Inside that elevator was a brief moment of silence until suddenly she grabbed my hand pulled it to her umm... naughty part. Surprised as I am, I just stood there as she ran my hand from there, slowly across her stomach & her chest to her lips. When we reached the floor where she was getting off (After getting it on) she then whispered in my ear to 'come home with me after class.'

I wish I could say the last paragraph was true but most of what I've read here are quite dull & I figured I could spice things up a bit.

Game Design / Development, unwaveringly.

I've taken a Media Arts course & plan on taking my friends who've taken Computer Science to realize my vision... World Domination! HAHAHAHA!

No, I'm not one of those who's in it for the money.

I've yet to see any individual names of actual people of the industry (Game Designers / Developers). Fine! I'll start...

Fumito Ueda, his games are unique as he is given a lot of creative freedom by the guys at SCE.

Mac. I've used Macs since those old small units with black & white screens in a time when screen size didn't matter & the floppy disk drive was in the place of Superdrives today. Windows had to be manually logged on from DOS back then.

I wonder what happened to my Classic II..?

Loyalty's rewards are far greater than the promise first made.

Never, labels tends to give people a shallow view of the one labelled because it gives them a well defined view of part of who you are, & that part is the one people refer to you with. After that, people will refuse to see what other traits you might have.

That just makes me feel sick.

Mmmmmm... Tangy but overtly sweet. So yuck! Olive oil?

Electrically charged pepper steak with maple syrup & a mound of salt. Carne Electrique

I guarantee it will numb your tongue (not to mention your face)

With love & loyalty... I am yours.

Are you willing to live in utter ignorance & dwindled attention? Give your blood & soul to ME!
*Looks at you with wide, bloodshot yet hypnotic eyes & devilishly pale skin & evil expression...*

I think that video games are more of a craft, a mixture of art & a bunch of other stuff the terms/names of which I can't seem to grasp in my mind right now.

Art is defined as a passive & sensual thing, the artist makes art for the people to sense: see, hear or taste. The audience can only give their opinion without giving changes to the piece of art.

Games (video or otherwise), on the other hand, are interactive, though not in the sense similar to a website wherein you could go wherever you go as you please. In a game, you agree to reach a goal all the while be subjected to various challenges & obstacles. The audience plays out part of the whole as a player & influence changes in the game such as victories & defeats, these things do not exist in art: you can't make da Vinci's Mona Lisa frown, or else it wouldn't be da Vinci's anymore (& the fact that it's highly guarded wouldn't help either) & Mona Lisa wouldn't claw you in the face if you tried (but she could bite, it is after all, her mouth we're talking about).

There are parts of a game that are considerable art such as visuals, sounds, storylines & the like. Though there are non-interactive things in a game that are not considered art such as the rules that come into play when a game is played &, in video games, the source code that makes these rules & only these rules possible.

Thus, I've come to the conclusion that a game is not a piece of art (in it's strictest sense). Rather, art only makes up part of the game. It is the part that appeals to the player's senses & makes the player compelled to play the game.

(whispering spells)

*Melts ice & turns it into a huge floating sphere of water*
*Throws 'Waterga' to fleeing MysticTiger. MysticTiger drowns*
*I can't stop the 'Waterga' due to it's mass (Magic can really tire a man). Goes right to the next poster*

"WATCH OUT!"

No, I find the world fascinating.

It is myself that I find disappointing.

Can't really choose among regret, frustration & guilt. Loneliness, I could tolerate most of the time.

... & that feeling you get when you question your purpose/ existence.

Goofy's kinda fun to look at when he changes appearance in certain worlds.

Anyway... We all know what happened. People were like 'WTF!?', or just plain '..?' when they 1st laid eyes on this game. But KH fought back with a great gameplay & story & quickly turned those 'huh!?'s into awe.

I need solitude... a dark, closed space where silence eternally reigns. I feel safe.

So long as he has control over himself. Ah, that'd be very hard.

Left.

Go for it! The biggest mistake you're gonna make is to never let her know,
which in turn makes you not know how SHE feels 'bout you.

Quote by Tiasheh, they just think abotuthem selfs, thats also the only reason why the really invaded iraq or was it iran, they just want their oil, and buy it for a cheap price, nothing els

why cant they concenrate abotu their OWN country instead?

Because they already depleted their own oil.

Waffles, definitely! Though I eat pancakes more often.

I don't know if it's a ghost or a freak electrical event... But only a few days after my aunt died, there was this oddly slow flash of green light outside my bedroom window followed by a few seconds of blackout in my house.

My little brother freaked out so I know I wasn't dreaming.

Just as long as there are differences in the world, I'm fine with it.

Got it memorized?

Many people will lose meaningful entertainment, religion, & most probably, purpose.

I posted this some time ago on a thread titled 'tell us your unhappy moment'.

Quote: The saddest, most painful moment is when I realized too late that I love someone. Back in 1st year high school (2001), there was this girl. We talked with each other a lot. I was enjoying her presence too much to even notice my own feelings for her. The time finally came when freshman year ended & had heard much later that she was to transfer to another school. At 1st I didn't mind because I thought there was nothing special between us... Slowly, it dawned on me... I was missing her beautiful voice.

Sure she was beautiful, had sparkly eyes, fair skin, & a somewhat child-like appearance (She's smart, too: top of the class). But her voice stood out above all... like the soft, warm pillow of voices. I didn't know why I liked & did a lot of talking with her, it just seemed so normal, although I'm usually very, very shy around girls, (around anyone for that matter).

Anyway, she left to transfer to another, more prestigious school. I could've made easy contact with her, but at that time, I had already realized I was in love with her. So, naturally, confusion & hesitation took over most of my decisions. I've never had feelings like those I felt (& still feel) for her. Plus I've heard that she'd become a bit hostile towards her former friends, in other words, me & some others. Everything was going against my favour. Sometime during the 2nd year her school invited our school to visit their science fair. Of course, I was happy to come along for at least a chance to see her... but that was it, I did see her, nothing more.

After that, I'd never seen or heard from her ever again. Only that she'd found a boyfriend & they went to college together.

Every day, every moment I think of her... her voice, fading from my memory.

Love ended before it ever really started.

I like both. You can do a lot of different things with rice, too. You know.