To protect and maintains one's own ninja way!

For some reason, I've been having difficulty thinking of cool blog titles. Perhaps this is because I'm expending all my powers of nomenclature upon thinking of nicknames for my Pokémon. I spent a good amount of today coming up with a clever name for my Rotom, but unfortunately, I could only come with "Wattson." Well, it's still better than "Ohm iGod," which is one of the more retarded things I've ever come up with in my entire life.

Platinum progress tracker: Last night, I was only able to ride down Cycling Road. I could barely stay awake while in bed, my DS kept hitting me in the face (Yes, I don't know how that happens either). But while I was at school today, I actually made some substantial progress in my quest to be the very best. I played during lunch, Spanish, and badminton. I arrived at Hearthome City, which, if I recall correctly, is the largest city in the game. If it is, then that would explain the enormous amount of lag I get while running/biking. Anyway, I beat the 3rd Gym leader, after getting owned the first time. When I got home, I spent my time traveling to Solaceon Town and caught a Scyther just outside the pseudo-Western town. Now I'm charged with the task of naming this Beautiful Green Beast (That's a song from Naruto. Rock Lee, well, rocks).Music update: I downloaded some video game remixes off of OCRemix.org. One's called "Just Go," based off a song from Tales of Phantasia, and the other is "Magnet Missiles," a remix of the Magnet Man stage from MegaMan 3. They're...interesting songs....When I listen to songs that I'm thinking of downloading, I think of how it could be used in a possible film project and what scene it could be applied to.

Sadly, I played a terrible game against Encinal today. I'm not sure why, but I was kind of nervous while I was playing. I remember that my legs were buckling at one point. Sigh, I kept missing the birdie, but, I know could have gotten them. If I lose against De Anza tomorrow, I think I'll have to cry a bit.

Oh yeah, the vagrant kitty has been sleeping in my room for a couple of hours now. I opened my round, blue chair, hoping that it'd hop in. Then, when I came out of the shower, I found it snoozing in it. For some reason, I always yell when I see it in the house, and it responds by meowing at me. Watching it sleep makes me wonder what animals dream about....Do they dream about eating? about flying? about love?