SNAFU

Well, grades are down again, and with them, my emotions. If it isn't one class, it's another. Happens every time, now... Makes you wonder if I should really take the classes I'm taking next year... but that's not important. There's still good news in that I can still play video games, and occasionally go online. PMD2 was not taken away, either. I should still be able to compete in that Pokemon D/P tournament on dA, so that's good too. It's gonna be a rough 5 weeks until summer, still.

Enough about my depression, though. Let's see if I can find something positive to talk about. Hm... Let's talk about Bit... Let's see... What should I say? She's fun, and old in my mind, and there are like 5 of her, or something. I think Code Lyoko stole ideas from my mind that were related to her. They even stole things that hadn't happened yet! Although... she's a mew now. They didn't steal that, per se...

Speaking of her being a mew, I worry about her, I guess. Something like that. She's gone a lot more than she used to be. I'm sure Logan keeps her alright and stuff, but I still miss her. Contrary to what Ricky often tries to imply, though, I do not love her. Not like that, at least. She's more like a sister to me. Yup. That's all.

(Notice the seamless transition from real life to fantasy?)

Temporal Projection

As this school year begins its slow decline, I find myself having to do a final project for AP Physics. Well, needless to say, I wasn't sure quite what to do. Despite being able to choose one's own topic, I had trouble thinking of what I would do for it. I originally thought about having a solar panel power a motor, which turned a generator, which powered the light for the solar panel, all as a way to show how energy is lost in various ways. However, today we were given a list of suggestions for topics, and sitting right there, looking at me in a way that said "Why didn't /you/ think of me?", was the perfect topic. What is it, you ask? Why, "Theories about Time Travel". Now, as many of you imaginary readers know, I am absolutely /fanatic/ about time travel. Everything from the flux capacitor to the TARDIS to Celebi, and even more. So, it's quite obvious that this is just about the best topic I could hope to get. I'll still need to do the research and make a presentation and a website, but I doubt I'll get bored. Maybe I can actually finish Physics this year with a nice shiny A.

In other news, Bit has become my obsession again, though I guess you'd know that from my last post. Well, either way, she's fun. I only have her in two RPs, though, and one of them she'll probably be leaving soon. Ah well...

Old Friends and Old Enemies

So... Things are going on in my life that lead to stress and not fun. I don't really feel like talking about them, though, even though no one reads this. Instead, I'm just gonna post an unfinished piece of writing for the enjoyment of my imaginary readers.

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The girl smiled sweetly, her image prominently displayed on the screen. “How may I help you?” she inquired softly, her prepubescent voice sounding clear and intelligent, though still with that slight lisp of childhood. Brown hair strung down past her shoulders and beyond the lower boundary of the screen. Green eyes searched around the room actively, their gaze in sync with a small camera above the monitor. Eventually her eyes, and in turn the camera, refocused on the person she had originally addressed.

He had been watching her, admiring her curiously. Now that she had come back to him, he spoke, “Hello, Bit. Do you know who I am?” The mad grined as he saw in her eyes the look of analysis that he knew so well. He had missed that look. It had been so long…

“Professor Michael Taylor,” the girl replied after a few seconds. “Age 58. Employed in the Research & Development department of the Extended Information Agency as a computer programmer. Current status: design and testing of the Beta Intelligence Technology program, a prototype artificial intelligence proposed to work in conjunction with the Technologically Enhanced Research & Analysis network. Marital status: divorced from Doctor Rose Quinn (remarried; James Quinn). Children: one girl, deceased, Bri-”

“That’s enough,” the older man said suddenly, cutting her off. “Needless to say, you do indeed know me.” He was quiet for a moment, something obviously on his mind.