So I came back yesterday from my first year at college. Whooo!!

Since I now have a TV and a fridge, I technically have no reason to leave my room o_O it's kinda weird

I have like a week before I start working at Senora Verde again, so I'm going to spend it playing ALL THREE KINGDOM HEARTS GAMES

BECAUSE THAT'S HOW I ROLL

dude, i totally forgot how bad that camera is in the first one, jesus tits...

further bulletins as events warrent

i'm very depressed and i don't know why

Okay, is it just me, or does Jonathan Krohn, Republican Wonder Kid who is only like 13 and is already considered one of the more articulate conservative speakers out there...




...look a lot like Isaac, the evil preacher boy from Children of the Corn?




More info on Johnathan Krohn can be found here.

More info on Iasac can be found here.


Discuss.

Watchmen

Watchmen

Watchmen

WATCHMEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEENNNN!!!!

( Spoilers and nerdy complaining under the cut )

So I officially have my first fan.

This girl in my writing workshop read one of my stories, fell in love with it, and today asked if I have a blog where I post my writings because she wants to see more of my stuff. I told her my statuses on facebook are pretty cool and are the extent of my online writing.

I decided NOT to tell her about fanfiction.net

JESUS FUCKING CHRIST

So I went to bed at fucking four and it's now 8:30 and I just had the most INFURIATING dream because I'm supposed to control my headworld or whatever.

It was also my first dream involving my one true love Antonio Bandares and I mean COME ON

It angered me so much I had to write it down. And what better place to do that than here?

I really hope this doesn't mean anything, because then I would expload.



D-D-D-DREEEEAM:

So I don't exactly know where we are, or how this happens but we end up in a hospital. And someone talks to a nurse, who is multilingual because all nurses are in my headworld and we get taken away in this really small car. And I'm freaking out because I'm like "ohmigod, it's Antonio Bandares's car!" and Lucy's like, "yeah, you can tell because it's so small, it's Spanish!" And Lucy sat in the front seat next to the chick driving us, which for some reason I no longer remember is very important.

Anyway, we end up at ANOTHER hospital or something and me and Lucy are sharing a room. Lucy is in the bed next to the wall, I'm in the bed...not. We have some conversation about how she and our other suitemates went Karaoking in San Fransico or something and she starts playing some really bad midi music on her phone/iPod thing, when all of a sudden motherfucking Antonio Bandares walks into the room.

He goes straight to the end of the little walkway thing between our beds and stares DIRECTLY at me while he takes off his beanie hat (What is with me and stupid hats?) and coat and then climbs in next to LUCY and gives her a big hug because apparently getting into the front passenger seat means something.

Then we have an exchange where I'm catty because I recognize this as a dream and I want Antonio sitting next to ME and giving me HUGS and Lucy is like "Sorry girl," and Antonio takes off his sweater, under which is a white T-Shirt and says some stuff to me in Spanish, to which I respond, "I don't understand that and I'm pretty sure it's insulting, so I'm gonna ignore it." and then Lucy is like, "If only we spoke multiple languages," and I cry out "LIKE A NURSE!" and then Antonio gives Lucy a huge hug and gets up and bids her to follow him, but first turns to me and is like "Goodbye?"

and I'm like "Good bye?"
and he's like "Good smile?" and points to his smiling mouth (but he isn't smiling with teeth).
and I'm like "Good smile."
And he and Lucy leave the room.

And then I woke up.



I CAN'T EVEN DREAM RIGHT
also i'm epic dumb

( This is mostly about Douchey McLatino-Manwhore )


G-G-G-G-G-GAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAYYYYYYYYYYYYYYYYYYYY

Finished watching the terrifying live action Sailor Moon show. A few notes:

-Sailor Luna's transformation thing made me want to vomit.
-Nephrite is really attractive sans red crap.
-Sailor Moon's attack names grow more asinine the more powerful she gets
-The guy who plays Mamoru, while very attractive, has the GREATEST FACIAL EXPRESSIONS OF ALL TIME when he's hurt
-"Nephikichikun"
-Mako and Motomi are effin' adorable
-The girl who plays Mio is one of those people who's facial features are so exaggerated and meant to be pretty that she's actually ugly.
-Minako...oooooooooooh Minako
-The changing between night and day without any time passing is very irritating
-HO HO HO! THEY ALSO HAVE TAMBOURINES! BECAUSE THEY LIKE KARAOKE 'CAUSE THEY'RE JUST NORMAL JAPANESE SCHOOL GIRLS!!
-Usagi's mom is, bar none, the greatest character ever conceived in the history of entertainment.

I don't know how Japanese inflection works, so I can't tell if any of these people are good actors. However, the chick who plays Mar is really good at being angry/upset.





I don't care how bad it is, I still want to see The Spirit.

So I'm pretty sure on Sunday, December 14, I woke up at like 1PM or so.

It's now 7AM, Monday, December 15 and I'm still awake and have a shitton more to write.

It's weird--I know exactly what I want to say. I just need to add some flesh to the bones of my retarded 8 page essay that I've known about for three weeks and have decided to ignore until yesterday when I changed my topic. I have all the material in front of me. I have everything I need. Sure I'm tired, but not so tired that I can't write well.

I just can't bring myself to work.

Shit's so weird now. I found out, via Facebook Note, that Eric is going to take next semester off. I mean, godforbid he tell his family about it. He didn't even tag me in the note--I saw it on my homepage.

I've been weird lately. I don't want to say sad, although I think that's part of it. I'm lonely, I guess. Bored. Paralyzed. I don't sleep anymore. I haven't been eating as much, or at regular intervals. Not in an eating disorder way, just I eat at weird times and shit. I feel ugly. Nothing is as bright as it used to be. Everything is dull and gray. The weather. The buildings. The words in my books. My outlook right now. Dull. Dumb. Boring. Gray bordering on black.

I haven't kissed anyone in so long. And don't give me shit about Jorge for saying that, I don't give a damn about him anymore. I just haven't felt physical affection in what seems like forever and honestly, I don't think that's a lot to ask for.

I read stuff I wrote when I was younger and wonder what happened.

Everything is losing it's taste and color. It's mixing into some bruise-like blue/gray that gets darker and darker the more I dwell on it. And I try really hard not to, but I can't help it sometimes. When I'm with people I'm okay. It's when I'm alone that I get scared.

Blah

Blah blah blah

This is stupid and I need to write my essay




Why the FUCK didn't Eric tell me he was leaving college?!

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WHY?!?!?!!
WHY GOD WHY?!!?

DIR EN GREY
IS TOURING
WITH MINDLESS SELF INDULGENCE

THEY'RE TOURING
TOGETHER
TWO OF MY FAVORITE BANDS
TOGETHER


IN MOTHERFUCKING EUROPE

WWWWWWWWHHHHHHHHHHHYYYYYYYYYY?!?!?!?!?!!?!?!!!