I'm writing this instead of my final paper.

Apparently this blog un-died at some point while I wasn't looking. (OH NOES ZOMBIE BLOG!!1!) ...And since there has yet to be any information presented to me suggesting that I am no longer expected to fill my role as a contributor I suppose I should uh, fill my role as a contributor and be a'contributin' stuffz. F'sho.
So since I failed in the last five minutes to think of a satisfactorily hilarious or exciting specific subject about which to ramble, here's an unstructured anecdote about where I've been and why there's a big empty hole in my friends' worlds:
Um.
This past Summer was supposed to be, me having collected a higher-than-loserly amount of friends, that idyllic last Summer (no, last SuMMMMMer, not supper, none of us are Jesus) during which I spend as much of my time as possible hanging out with my high school buddies enjoying the time we have left and reveling in the lack of responsibility we shall never again enjoy. Long story short, fail. If I remember clearly enough, I think we hung out like twice. But whatever. The important part is what I was doing while the rest of you were not with me.
Which was playing on the computer by myself at home like the tremendous loser I am never not at risk of becoming. I've aspired for a while now to try and create my own video games and early this Summer I discovered a game programming engine that does not fail.
But enough about Summer already. It's my least favorite season. The time came soon enough for me to leave everything but my grandparents and Pikachu behind and venture off to Florida. For college, yayzorz. Turned out I ended up with pretty cool roommates though. I'm not just being nice here, but I felt really lucky that the four of us ended up together. We all have similar interests, we're all nerds, one of them shares my hobby of cosplaying - though in his case of Bleach characters - etc. As usual though, as a newly-made college freshman I soon felt all alone and lost in the world and so forth. Which is by no means the reason I drove myself back home a week later. Seriously! That weekend was actually the date of Dragon*Con, the hugest and my favorite out of all the conventions in the southeast. Lulz ensued.
The next noteworthy thing to happen was um, another convention. Isn't my life predictable? Yes Mom, if you're being the stalker you raised me to believe you are and are reading this, I confess I went to another convention while I was here. You probably already found about through Facebook. Yes, I know. Yes, I did my laundry. YES, I separated the papers from the clothes piles. YES, I registered for classes. Yeah, that too. ugh... YES MOM, yes i love you too, okay, talk to you next week. Okay okay okay okay okay already, I'm trying to type a - um, a "paper". For "one of my classes." Alrgith, bye.
Where was I? Oh yeah, the part with the Yellow Dais- oh, not that part? Oh that's right.
I went to this thing called ShadoCon recently and it was fun. There were cuddlez.
Did I mention my roommates are way better than me at Super Smash Bros. Brawl? I thought I was decently good but when I went over there and started playing them it made me feel like such a n00b. Turns out it was a sizable mistake on my part not to learn to use the shield. Plus I found out Jigglypuff has a one-hit kill move.
Back to ShadoCon though. It happened after Halloween, on which I added a new costume to my cosplay repertoire -
DOCTOR OCTOGONAPUS!!!!!! (Blargh!)
If you don't know who that is, imagine that I just said something really insulting along the lines of "ur a noob" and go look up "The Lazer Collection". For best results, enjoy it. You might even want to try loling.
So for Halloween this year I dressed up as Dr. Octogonapus and Lazered everyone. Turns out it's a waste of time to shoop people's pictures in Photoshop (R) when you can bring a Shoop da Whoop mask and make them SHOOP THEMSELVES IN REAL LIFE. IN ALL CAPITAL LETTERS FOR DRAMATIC EFFECT.
And that's all I got to say 'bout that. Not much else happened. I'm still single. This post was very long. This is a sentence. I'm sleepy.
Did I ever tell you the story of the Yellow Daisy? Wait, who's this?
Interesting yellow dress you've got on there. What do you mean that's not really what happ-
Apparently this blog un-died at some point while I wasn't looking. And since there has yet to be any information presented to me to the effect of my no longer being expected to fill my role as a contributor, I suppose I should like, do that. Fo Sho.
Because I haven't thought of anything very interesting to talk about, here goes a poorly- structured rant about what I've been doing while the rest of you weren't looking. Just scroll up to read it.
OKAY THAT'S IT I'M DONE.
 - parameciumkid