Insomnia.

3:46 am.

    I'm sitting on my bed, listening to Past Masters Disk 1 and reading one of my mom's sappy teenage romance novels I would never have even touched if it weren't for my complete lack of anything better to do. Each page I turn seems to be heavier than the last, and reading becomes more and more tedious with every word I decipher. I keep glancing at the clock, wondering when it will strike 5:00, so I can get ready for school.

    It's nights like there-- sleepless nights-- where I think about things the most. I just lay here, contemplating every big or trivial thing; my future, the monotony of life, the temporariness of everything, the corruptness of power, the unfairness of economic class, the sadness of abandoned toys, the symbolism of an empty bottle.

    We're always asking ourselves questions for which there are no justifiable answers. Why are we here? What is life? I can only refute these questions with my own; Why does it matter? Why should we care?

    My questions are asked just as much in vain as the very questions they refute.

I just wish I could sleep.

Straight girl crushes

What can you do?

Winning At Robot Unicorn Attack With Five Easy Guidelines.

Robot Unicorn Attack is a fun, seizure-inducing flash game done by Adult Swim. I'm not going to go more into detail, so if you don't know what it is, you can go play it here.

I'm a bit of a wizard at this game, so I'm going to do what all good wizards to, and impart my wisdom with the internet. So, here it is;

Winning At Robot Unicorn Attack With Five Easy Guidelines

This is a lame score. Get a better one.



Guideline #1: Always set goals. If you are aiming for a score of 100K, try and get a minimum of 33333 points every wish. Keep restarting wishes if you get less than 33333. Don't settle for 24000 and tell yourself you'll just get twice as much next time to make up for it (for more on this, read Guideline #2). If you cannot achieve your goal, set a lower one. Every time you achieve your goal, set a higher one; keep doing this untill you are completely satisfied with your high score. Remember, there is always room for improvement.

Note; This is probably the most important step.

Guideline #2: One thing that you can use to your advantage is the restart button fluke. I'm not really sure if it was intentional, but if you use the R key within a half-second of crashing, you can restart the level (aka; wish). This one is pretty obvious, but it's incredibly helpful, and  surprising amount of people don't know about it.

Note;  This doesn't work in the Heavy Metal Version. But the Heavy Metal Version is lame anyway.

Guideline #3: Do not ignore faeries. I know they're not worth much, but in the long run, it really adds up. That being said, don't go out of your way for them. If you think trying to get a faerie might make it more difficult to get a star, just don't chance it. While faeries do help increase your score, star-streaks are much more important.

Guideline #4: When you fall beneath the ground, keep dashing. This sounds silly, but you would be surprised at the amount of time you can stay alive just by dashing-- when your unicorn isn't even in sight.

Guideline #5: Fuck strategy, keep practicing. While there may be some small things you can do to improve your score, and some people who are better at this game than others, the real key is just wasting a lot of time playing it. Take breaks, though. If you play it for too many hours, you stop focusing, and your score decreases. by a lot.

Well, that's all for now. I might edit this article later.

Hopefully yours,
Kori. x

Obligatory Christmas Blog.

Haha, jk.

That doll.

    Once when I was a little girl, I was walking downtown with my father, when I found a doll on the side of the road. I couldn't just leave a perfectly good doll lying on the street, so I picked it up. When my father noticed, he told me to put the filthy thing in the trash. This was a horrific idea to me! Why would you throw out a perfectly good doll?! I didn't understand why it was on the ground in the first place. 


   "Where's the doll's mommy?" I asked my father, eyes wide with curiosity. 
   "I have no idea, Koryanne. Just throw it out; it's no good anymore." My father replied sternly. 
   "But what happened to the mommy? A little girl would never put a perfectly good doll on the street."


   Eventually, I gave up. I can't quite recall the exact dialogue, but somehow that doll ended up in the trash bin, where it belonged. But I never forgot that doll. For weeks my mind would wander to the blonde ringlets, the painted lashes, and the serene looking face of that doll. I couldn't help but wonder what that doll's story was. What was her name? What lead to her being abandoned on the street? Why wasn't I allowed to adopt her?


   Years later, still, nothing irks me more than abandoned toys left on streets. Especially lonely, desolate streets. It's the type of thing that sends shivers down my spine, and provokes mental images of children crying in dimly lit rooms. And still, after all these years, I have the childish habit of analyzing the abandoned toys. Wondering who the child that it belonged to is, and why they would have left their toy on the road.

*Note*
There is no moral to this story. I just wanted to write about it.

Solemnly yours,
Kori. x

POST SCRIP TIEM; I'm done my NaNoWriMo novel! I survived, guys! Be surprised and happy for me!

NANOWRIMO MADNESS.

Ohai, guys!

So it's the fourth day of nanowrimo, and I'm already going insane. :/

I don't know what's wrong with me, lately.
I have a complete writer's block.

I haven't gotten into that blogging habit that I was hoping I'd develop, I can't even bother coming up with freaking blurbs for DailyBooth pictures, and I am most definitely having trouble wiriting anything decent-- let alone anything at all-- for NaNoWrimo.

Seriously. I've done NaNo twice, and I never really had this much trouble (although, I didn't reach the word count the second time around). I just. can't. write. I can't write anything! I just can't concentrate on anything right now, I guess. Last night, I sat down and wrote about 300 words before giving up for the day. I don't even feel like writing this blog right now.

THIS WORRIES ME !

I used to love writing. I would write more than is normal for a regular human being, I would write for fun. And now? Now it takes an incredible amount of discipline just to post this blog, let alone write a freaking novel.

But in  retrospect...

the cause of my writer's block may be the influx of really good video games that have came out recently, and my wanting to play them. XD

Anyway.

I'm just frustrated. But I think I'll get through this year's nanowrimo-- I'll justt have to write a lot on the weekends (that's what they're for, right?).

Are you doing NaNoWriMo? How is your novel coming along? Have you done it before? Is it as frustrating to you as it is to me?
Comment!

Distractedly yours,
Kori <3

PS: I just noticed that I've blogged once every month since getting this new account. I will fix that soon, I promise.

In which I discuss Doctor Who and abuse commas and italicization.