I thought no one would ever find me, but I guess I was wrong.
Please tell me who you are; I'd like to know who bothers reading random posts about nothing. XD
I also have a DeviantArt account: HERE! I have some stuff up there that can't be uploaded here, so you might want to go check that out~!
Whew! I finished a major flash project! It was FUUUUUN~~
I've got some news. Good and bad. Which do you want to hear first?
(Okay, so I know you can't actually choose. XD;)
GOOD NEWS:
I just borrowed Flash 8 from a friend so now I have a nice animation program. :] This is helpful to my cause because I'm planning on majoring in animation for college, so I need practice and all.
Here's my first retarded little practice thing: A blinking Simmons!
I have a huge flash project brewing in my mind, but it's probably going to be a very long time before I start on it. XD; Since I'm just beginning with the program and all. >>;
YAY TUTORIALS!
BAD NEWS:
My dad was diagnosed with prostate cancer about a week ago. It's in stage 3, which is supposedly a really bad thing, but the doctors say they're sure they can cure it. They can't do the simple surgery, though -- it's spread to surrounding areas, so he needs to have intense radiation and probably some hormone therapy (basically, he's going to be nuked and then injected with estrogen. My mom, sisters and I keep teasing him that he's finally going to understand our crazy mood swings and period cramps because he's going to get them, too).
I think I'm still in kind of a state of shock, like it hasn't completely set in that he has it, yet. It just seems so... surreal. Like, I'd hear of other people's parents having cancer, and I'd say I was sorry for them but I never really felt much... kind of like the "that would never happen to me" sort of thing, but it DID happen to me. God, my hands are shaking as I'm typing this, so I guess it's sunk in to some extent. I mean, I used to say I hated my dad... but now that it's entirely possible that he could just up and DIE tomorrow, or the day after or something, I really don't want him to. And it doesn't help that I can tell he's scared too... since he's usually really stubborn and loud and arrogant and everything else, and never shows that he's scared... I mean, the other day he just randomly came into my room and grabbed me into a hug and told me that he loved me, and I could tell that he was really trying not to cry.
I really don't know how to react about it...
I read about a week ago that Rick was going to be in the Macy's Parade, and I just sat there thinking, "He'd better Rick Roll the whole world. That would be AWESOME!"
So what happens today, during the Macy's Parade... but him, Rick Rolling THE WHOLE FUCKING WORLD.
So there I am, just sitting there kind of watching, kind of talking to my family, when the Foster's Home for Imaginary Friends float comes up, and I'm like, "Huh, Foster's, that's kinda cool." Then they start singing this really cheesy little kid song about best friends and I go, "...Okay, not so cool anymore. XD" And then I hear a record scratch... AND RICK ASTLEY STEPS OUT WITH "NEVER GONNA GIVE YOU UP" STARTING TO PLAY!
I exploded with laughter and fell out of my seat (I'm pretty sure I punched the floor a few times XD), then started singing with Rick and I was laughing SOO hard. My family was staring at me like I was crazy, but OMFG. THAT WAS THE SINGLE MOST AWESOME THING THAT HAS EVER, EVER HAPPENED IN THE HISTORY OF THE PARADE. PERIOD.
Here's a video of it in case any of you missed it (sorry for the crap quality, but it's all I could find):
(LOL at the guy in the background going "Woot!" toward the end XD)
And earlier Elmo was dancing and it looked like he was doing pelvic thrusts, but I digress.
