Happy Birthday, Country!!!

Wow, it´s just interesting how people have survived in this 188-year-old section of land that is truly ours in any way. Nevertheless, we should always show respect for our land, no matter how small (112,492 km2) it is.

It´s quite great to add that in between those who show their utmost for the country´s highest, between those who train day and night to perfect their skills, between those who today posed and marched with pride at the sound of snare drums, glockenspiels, and hand cymbals... there was a guy on shorts...

Yep, that´s me...

I was part of a special squadron (cadets, if you will) and specially trained to march correctly and perform salutes with a nice-looking staff:

1. Salute the People, where half of the squadron kneels to one side, and the other half kneels to the other side.
2. Salute the Bride, where everybody [logically] kneels forward.
3. Salute the Tribune, where everybody kneels to the left.

Salute the People

Overall, it was quite fantastic, but of course it had its downsides. For example, you can see two disadvantages in the picture that add up to one rock-bottom-downside:

WE WERE FREAKING DRY, FREAKING DRIPPING FROM SWEAT, AND FREAKING COOL!!!

1 week and counting...

Who would've known. Time is a misunderstood fashion, in the way that always, at some point, you want time to pass, but when you least want it to, it does. In other words, I'M A FREAKING WEEK FROM COMING BACK TO SCHOOL!!!

Oh, God, oh, God......

At least I can hope that this year's not as bugging as the last. Well, I passed these three months playing or writing, until I wrote a book, repeat, I FINISHED A WHOLE STORY!

Based on the characters from my other blog, Heroes Within.

My dad (Flickr Adal-Honduras) read it and liked it. He even thought of publishing it. Say, would you be happy if you made up a story with characters that are complete ripoffs??

NOT!

I am prepared. Two weeks ago, I got my stuff in and got pencils. I even found a nice case to put it all in. Not like these past 7 years where I had to use a blue J-World sports-bag.

It's still in great shape, but... it's 8 freaking years old...

All I can do now is wait. Wait. I can't wait for school, yet I don't want to go back. Human psychology is weird...

Treasure?

It had to happen someday. Yesterday I found a plastic cup (one of those cheap 25-unit package glasses that are so thin that you can light a match on it and there's a hole in less than a sec) full of crumpled, ripped-apart paper. Now, this wasn't your mini-trash basket. Nope, they were pieces of a map that I drew about a year ago.

The map came with info on its countries.

I have this cup right now, on my desk. I want to put it back together, but I realized this morning that some pieces of the map... were missing...

Ooooh, the Mystery cries!!!!!

Well, maybe when I get home I can look for the missing pieces of the map, but until then, I'll have to stay with a half-map and 1-1/2 page of info.

Say What?!

Well,what do you know... I missed this Monday's post. I can explain it, don't worry. What happened is that I went on a small trip to the capital for some medical issues and my sister's ID and college concerns. And for heaven's sakes, there's no Internet where I slept at... grandpa's house.

SAY WHAT?!

Well, yeah. What, do you really expect Internet to come out of a dusty house made ONLY for the sole purpose of refuge and coziness? Well, guess what? It does have Internet... the whole mess is that the only one with access to it is the one who installed it... my aunt.

SAY WHAT?!

Well, at least I'm back now, and no, we couldn't get my sister's ID card... good for me (maybe for her, too) but then... it was always going to be a mes, right?

SAY WHAT?!

One really good thing, my dad DID pay, as I said earlier. And it was no small amount: 1,000 Lempiras (cash $$) that came along with some birthday 200 (yeah, 08/02 is my b-day, so I'd be happy if someone would congratulate me on a comment box)

Nintendo 64 (for a PC)

Phew, after getting the hang of checking out pictures and discarding trash from my dad's Flickr group, I get to do some quick searching on roms for my N64 Emulator (ever heard of Project 64?)

Well, maybe not. Wow, what a stupid question...

So far, my favorite game is Super Smash Bros. mostly because of its dynamic and plot. If I ever get to lay my hands on a Wii console, I plan to get the new "Brawl" version.

Including the great footage and, of course, their adventure: The Subspace Emissary.

Elders

Now that I'm rid of school and other concerns, I'll talk more into myself. Today, I want to talk about elders. Not that I want to offend anyone, but I've got a list of things I hate about my grandparents:

• Their kisses are prickly and flappy.
• They hug too hard.
• Their "stench" is of liquor and humidity
  
• They say "He's got his mother's eyes!"

As if we were made from spare parts...

But I actually have a good side on them. Although they call you silly, childish names like sweetheart and ush-gush, they have special rights, their liberties are almost unlimited and - ahh, how I would like to be old!!

Oh, God! Did I just SAY that?!!