Tuesday, June 22, 2010

Translation/more Peanuts without Charlie Brown

Well, since nobody was commenting, I figured I'd better post the translation:

On May 25th, 1999, I was born in Salem, Oregon. Our house way out there was quite nice; I can't remember much of my childhood, but I can remember that much. After about five months of living there, we decided to move to Pennsylvania (and trust me, Pennsylvania is insania), since we agreed it was really no place to raise a child and, also, it was my father's home state. We were pretty happy there; it was a relatively nice climate, and the big, light grey church we lived in seemed like a bargain for $25,000... ...at the time. While we were in Pennsylvania, my interests were mainly Star Wars (the most cliche obsession of little kids) and, more, importantly, writing. I was also a big Harry Potter fan (another cliche obsession of little kids, but, IMHO, a much better one), so I decided to write a book like it (well, I didn't write it, exactly, I dictated it to my mom and she wrote it down). It was pretty primitive, and too heavily based on Harry Potter, but it was a start, anyway.

After many years of living there, the unclean environment, neighbors with thirteen barking, biting dogs and a broken roof proved too much for us, so we moved up to the UP, a much better place, we thought. It was about this time I started getting my interests turned to computers. I was fascinated by them, and, strangely enough, mostly by the old ones. I soon decided to learn how to make my own games. It wasn't easy trying to find a good programming language to use, but eventually I found Game Maker 7. I made a few small, primitive games with it, but soon after, I spent a couple year's savings on Multimedia Fusion 2 Developer. I've made many little doodads with it, none of them necessarily good, but I'm pretty sure it's sparked my future. Today, I have two equal interests: writing, and computer science. I plan to major in both, and to follow both careers.

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4 comments:

Anonymous said...

I did read the Binary (that was so cool!) but I had to leave to go to town before I could comment on it.

I was born in Pennsylvania, but I don't remember anything about it. We moved when I was about three or four years old. I didn't realize that it was so bad. Where in Pennsylvania did you live?

My mom read Harry Potter but I never really had the interest to read them... They are a little too freaky for my liking. I'll watch the movies, though, I just don't like the parts where "you know who" comes in. Someday, maybe I'll read the books.

Mrs. Heinz said...

Living in a church... what was that like?

I know some people remodel churches into homes, but I don't know if I could ever live in one myself?

Know how your background in things affects your thoughts/foundations as a person/etc? I was raised Catholic, and they are so staunch about things like living in a church. Although I am not truly Catholic anymore, those beliefs still have a hold on me.

Weird how that works? But I would love to hear more about it!

M&M&T said...

Oh man! I hope you used the translator I linked to and didn't try to decode the binary in your head... Possibly the most tedious task ever. I can understand not liking the Harry Potter books; all of that wizardry and stuff can be a bit cheesy. However, I still think they're really good books (I didn't at all like the third one; too cliche with the werewolf/insignificant. Loved the rest, though.).

M&M&T said...

Heather:

My parents were raised Catholics, too (it was Methodist church that we bought).

We saw it, our eyes boggled at the cheapness ($25,000), and we bought it.

It was very spacious, of course.

Actually, I believe that was really the only thing that made a really big imprint on me there; I was SO not used to the smaller size of the house we have here in Michigan.

I did have a few friends there, most notably Jonathon, a boy a few years younger than me who lived just down the street.

And, of course, I had a few other friends, such as Cole from my dance class, but I kinda lost contact with them all eventually.

It was a semi-pretty place, where the sun shined and wonderful memories are still lodged in my brain, but, Michigan is a good place (cleaner air, people are more friendly, etc). Emlenton was, to be honest, not so (unclean air, neighbors with thirteen big, barking dogs, burning plastic, lots 'o noise).