Halt Civilian!

I think this picture aptly describes my fascination with building the most useless crap. It's so silly. I actually have a catapult that me and my mom built. We use it to amuse the dog. This is relevant because I relate it to building a game in an obscure way.

Apparently our game is supposed to be about the wonderful world of civics. I was hoping we'd have a topic that would be more flexible and easily expanded. Yet I think I will manage. We divided into groups and Ethan is my partner.

I'm trying to do something other than complain on this blog. Obviously I'm having trouble, we've had a lot of technological issues. Sometimes we get into the lab and the internet won't work for a few people. Me and Matt seem to have the most issues. It's not productive.

I'll try to keep this updated as much as possible.

Blamo!

Hello globaloria blog! How were you while I was "busy."
In all reality I still feel as if this class is trudging along at a snail's pace. Though trying to keep a positive outlook I fail to see the reasoning behind all this "Playing to learn" and review this, review that. We have yet to install flash on the computers, so I'm kind of wondering when we finally get to work on something.

From my little experience at animating in the past. I have found it a tedious process that takes long periods of time of drawing the same thing over and over again. Since it's such a time-consuming thing to do, I am afraid we may waste to much time and not be able to get anything done.

Here's hoping that Flash gets installed soon and we start using it quickly. For now, I twiddle my thumbs as I wait for something solid and less superfluous to do.

Interrobang?!

After days of both frustration and idiocy most of the class finally has their globaloria accounts up and in order. So far this process seems to be more trouble then it is worth, since google has rules allowing only so many people to create their gmail accounts at a time. As a voice of reason in the chaos it seems I am the one who has to run down to Allder yelling "Help!"

After going home and registering the account on my own computer, finding a penguin with a mohawk to respent me on a deeply spiritual level, and being threatening to eat any child with a similar hairstyle. I have accomplished this arduous task called account creation.

Since the class is directly after Band (E block) I am often bouncing of the walls and giggling like an idiot throughout the class period.

And now I must leave you internet!
Forsooth noble companion, I knew ye well!