{ escapism }

A lighter note... : D

Sat, 10 Nov 2007 04:39:56 GMT

This is pretty much self explanatory, Buuut~
The original version of this image was by bonhwa_seong, whom I love dearly, because her art rocks. I even showed to her, and she thought that the little 'a combination for disaster' quote, fit these two - and I kinda figured that one, too. Go check out her art. :B

My sister really needs to grow up. Fucking bitch, GOD.

Sat, 10 Nov 2007 04:18:53 GMT

So, my sister tonight decided to go and see a school play at our high school which was O.K'd by our parents. What she failed to tell them right away that she wanted to stay out later than expected. When she called them to ask, the answer was 'No,' so my dad went and picked her up. She sits down, plops in front of her computer for a few minutes and when I try and tell her something about one of the Manga's she bought yesterday, she fucking blows me off saying 'No one cares.'

Hello~ I was trying to talk to you, the least you could do is stop being an emo bitch and not be pissed at mom and dad and understand that when you give them a lack of communication, the answer your gonna get it a big fat 'NOOOOOO.'

I seriously like need to play a video-game and get my anger out of my body. >____>

Purely writing this entry out of anger.

Mwah.

Sat, 15 Sep 2007 16:57:55 GMT

So far, so good in the working field, guys. At least now I know how to actually work the register, rather than boringly bagging peoples groceries all damn day. Anyway, funny story involving yesterday when I had to work.

So, it was getting late and I had about an hour left of work before I had to leave. The new rule for when people write checks, is that they are supposed to have this little yellow card with them, that has their name and signature on it so we can make sure that they are the actual persona and not a fraud (they've been having problems with that lately).

So I tell this woman the total, and she writes me a check and I ask her: "Do you have your little yellow card?" She just looks at me like I'm stupid or something, ad looks to my trainers, and barks out that in 36 years of shopping here we think that we would suspect her of being a thief, and all this other crap. Uhm, excuse me lady, I only asked you for your card, I didn't ask for your whole life story. So then my trainer is trying to explain to her that I only asked because they had to because of the whole fraud reason, and that I don't want to get in trouble for not asking because I've only been working there for 2 days.

By that time, I just don't even care anymore, and as I'm scanning this ladies check in, she has the nerve to say: "Oh yeah, I can tell she's been working here for 2 days," As I have my back turned. I was about ready to punch this bitch. She was like, 60? Yeah. CRABBY, OLD, BITCH. Like me working there, to make money to pay off my car is a bad thing. Sheesh. Glad I don't work Wednesdays.

Wednesday is when all the senior citizens come in for their discounts. *happy that she doesn't have to work then* Haha, stupid old fuckers.

Anyway.

Ew again.

Mon, 10 Sep 2007 20:06:44 GMT

Start work today @ 4.
Whoopdido. I hope I get sick and get to go home. I really don't want to go there.
*looks outside and it looks like it's raining...*

Ew...

Thu, 06 Sep 2007 21:01:10 GMT

So I got a call today at about 3:40 from this grocery store in town that I put in a job application at. I really wasn't expecting them to call me, since I handed them the application over a month ago and they never got back to me. Plus, on of my friends works there and she said that it isn't that great and you don't get paid that well, blah blah - and originally, I didn't want to work there anyway. Tomorrow, I have to go in for an interview *non-melodramatic yay* just so they can pile-drive me into the ground with bombardments of questions. I just hope they don't ask me anything that had to do with math, because I'm going to be getting a job as a cashier, which means I have to do one of my least favorite things: Talk, and interact with other people. I really hope to god that I don't get the job. I'm already dying from nervousness...

*shot*

I do hope that Best Buy calls me though. That job would be fun because half the people that work there don't do anything anyway.

getting my hair did.

Fri, 31 Aug 2007 01:33:54 GMT

Sunday, I'm getting my hair to look like Reita's from 'The Gazette'.
IT'S GONNA LOOK AWESOME.
I can't wait.

I'll post pictures up.
<3

D: ;;;;;;; { sad day in the life of me }

Wed, 29 Aug 2007 01:19:54 GMT

So, I wake up from my hour nap to get online and find out that tonight is going to be the last time I get to talk to my friend 'Silferian Kyeshi Juryo', who lives in Michigan and I've had a close bond with for about 2 years now. He's being evicted from his home because there is not enough money flow coming in.
I feel like utter crap now.__________ . ^ .
Tomorrow probably isn't gonna be any better.

Happy Birthday, ClockworkAngel/Milly-fox.

Sun, 26 Aug 2007 14:22:42 GMT

clockworkangel 's birthday was yesterday and I promised to draw her a little chibi, but I didn't tell her who it was going to be of.
Apparently, she likes Gin Ichimaru from Bleach because of the devious look that he always wears.
So, here it is! Enjoy.

Love yah, Alex~.
Gin Ichimaru © Bleach, Tite Kubo.

B L I S T E R S --- FUCKING HURT~! RAAAAGH~!

Sun, 26 Aug 2007 05:32:38 GMT

Yeah.
Watching the futurama marathan and wondering to myself: "Why the fuck does a blister itch?"
ICAN'TEVENANSWERMYOWNQUESTION. AUUUUUUUUUGH!
*wants to rip off the blister scab and make it bleed*

{ DREAMER } :: Chapter 3: Nani?

Sat, 25 Aug 2007 19:31:07 GMT

C h a p t e r 3 • NANI?

A / R: I do not own the classes in Ragnarok Online, or any of the cities listed in here. My friend OKI is the creator of Arlin and I own Aus as my own. *love* Oh, and this story may end up being a little graphic in the upcoming chapters, so keep out of the reach of children who are under the age and should not be looking at this story. Thanks! Its appreciated.

Word count: 595. * Yeah, it's shorter, but this is just a description filler.

The Prontera streets were empty, as all the merchants had packed up and left for the day while the sun was just falling down upon the horizon. Thieves now wandered the alleys and sewers, waiting for an unexpecting individual to walk past so that they could jump them and take was zeny they had on them. If it were to be a women, then she was sure to be raped. Just the thought, sent a shiver down Aus's spine. To think that scum like that walked the earth, free to do whatever they wished with people that they hardly knew. A sigh passed through the stalker's seemingly pursed lips, the boots he wore clanking deeply and echoing on the cobblestone streets of the capitol city of Midgard.

Only the sound of chirping cricket's gave him the comfort he needed as he exited the Capital through the southern gate. Traveler's from every land caped out at the Southern Gate of Pronterna, that is, if they were unable to afford a room at the Inn. The smells of freshly brewed apple cider and ale, the cooking of a newly caught Lunatic (rabbit), and if a traveler was even more lucky, they would be able to have a Smokie, or Savage Bebe. The Stalker smiled as they gathered around their fires under the night's sky and walked over to one group. They were pairs of gypsies and bard's, exchanging songs and stories with one another. He approached cautiously, though one Bard noticed him and motioned for Aus to sit with them and enjoy a meal and some tales with them. Giving them a word of 'Thanks', he graciously sat with them and listened intently.

They told stories of the Valkryies and how they could be able to come down from the heavens in a human form, how the God's of Midgard came to be. They sang song's of distant, unheard of land's and dungeons that they had wither traveled to or heard about through stories and songs form other Bard's and Gypsies. While Aus bit into a part of the Lunatic he was offered by one of the gypsies, he was asked how he had lost his arm. It was rather hard to bring himself to tell them, but he calmed himself, set his food down and told them.

"My companion and I decidedly traveled to Amatsu to attend one of the many festivals, but we had no idea that we were being followed by a male who had a grudge against us. He was a Dragonic Wizard, who wanted to get rid of me first so that my companion would seek revenge against the Wizard and unlock a sort of hidden power..." He paused, and ran his opposite hand over the rough metal of his auto-mail arm. The Stalker let out a sigh and continued, "The previous day, my companion was hurt by the wizard and sent into the hospital. I was careless going back to the inn that night and was attacked by the wizard and lost my arm in the battle. I know that sound a little off-kilter, but it is true. I can assure you that. There are witnesses in Amatsu that saw the wizard take my arm clear off, and then try to kill me..."

The Bard's and Gypsies were left all but speechless at this tall tale and apologized for asking such a thing. Aus shook his head and assured them that everything was alright and he didn't care that they had asked him about it. He had to tell the story to someone at sometime.

antic fav. song sharing~ ::: - MERRY MAKING / ESCAPISM -

Sat, 25 Aug 2007 05:15:58 GMT

Figured I'd hare one of my fav. ANTIC CAFE songs with you.
* videos & lyrics will be posted below~!
* lyrics are in both Japanese and English.

* Also, if you are one of my online friends and know my MSN name, just message me and I'll send these songs, and maybe some other's that I like from Antic Cafe to you.

ANTIC CAFE - MERRY MAKING (MERRYMAKINGU)

Lyrics for MARRY MAKING: http://www.geocities.com/weirdo975/lyrics/Antique_Cafe-Merrymaking.txt

ANTIC CAFE - ESCAPISM

Lyrics for ESCAPISM: http://www.geocities.com/weirdo975/lyrics/Antique_Cafe-Escapism.txt

sickness + school + storms = hectic

Sat, 25 Aug 2007 04:51:48 GMT

I'll start off with last week when school actually started.
Wednesday: First day of school. Woke up with a sick feeling in the pit of my stomach - was sent to school and lasted through the day just fine.
Thursday + Friday: Stayed in bed and tried to sleep off what sickness I had with the help of what medication(s) I decided to take to calm myself and my stomach.
Saturday + Sunday: Felt better Saturday and Sunday, though Sunday night the pain returned, and I was sent to bed with more medication in my system and a pissed off mother.
Monday: Decidedly told or rather, had my mom call me in to school, sick again, and take me to the EMERGENCY ROOM to find out what the hell was wrong with me. Waited in the ER for two hours with an IV pumping water into my system to be me ready for an ultrasound on the lower quadrent of my body. Turns out I had two small OVARIAN CYSTS, but the one on my left quadrent had already popping prior to going into the hospital. Was sent home with a note to take 3 pills of ibeprohpen 3 times a day. Funny thing is, is that Monday night, my mom gave me a Tylenol with Kodene to ease my pain, but it kept me up all night; sweating.____________Wanna guess how much sleep I got? 1 hour.

School sucks. End of story - though Photo 1 is fun for now. Once I start devoloping real reels of film, it'll suck. x___x;
(Hate to say that, though).

Storms. Yes, My town got hit pretty hard with storms this whole week, but yesterday (the 23 of August) a huge storm ripped through the area, knocking down tress, large branches, blowing truck off of the highways, flooding streets and blowing out powerlines. I lost power.
Got it back around 10:15 PM. (Like an hour an a half from now)

SO THAT WAS MY HECTIC WEEK.

Filipino Inmates Do "Thriller"

Sun, 12 Aug 2007 18:44:10 GMT

GANKED FROM FLOWTHEORY.

s h a d o w

Sun, 12 Aug 2007 18:03:16 GMT

Linds, your gonna love me for this one!
http://roxik.com/pictaps/index.html

License + Car = Legal Freedom.

Fri, 10 Aug 2007 17:30:54 GMT

That's right.
Got my license, and had, well, OWNED my car for 3 weeks, but only had it in my possession for app. 5-6 days and my neighbor across the street didn't notice we actually had my Camaro until yesterday. I laughed when my mom told me her daughter had only 4 hours of driving in and has no reason to want to drive so, apparently she's taking the bus to school. HAVE FUN ON THE PACKED BUS, FOOL. At least I won't have to wait 45 minutes to get home. Sheesh. The only reason I even went and got my license was so I didn't have to take the bus.

Seme or Uke?

Sun, 29 Jul 2007 23:00:05 GMT

Don't Fuck With Me Seme
Take Are you a Seme or an Uke? today!
Created with Rum and Monkey's Personality Test Generator.</p>

Serious and to the point, and sometimes bordering on the sadistic, it takes a special breed of uke to satisfy your needs. You tend to be anti-social with little patience for most people. You need someone to challenge you and push you to your limits, and then be able to take the punishment you dish out, which frequently involves rope and alchohol. This is what makes the Badass Uke the yin for your yang, as you're the only one able to put them in line and satisfy each other. Now you can get pins of your result here.

Car pictures.

Fri, 27 Jul 2007 05:53:38 GMT

This car kinda resembles mine, but, uhm, the inside of my car, I would have to say, is not as clean and spiffy as this '98 Camaro.

Srsly.
This is like, so clean, it's not funny XD
Just look for yourself!

car = sick-o

Fri, 27 Jul 2007 00:42:13 GMT

My car is 'sick' and tomorrow it is going into the dealership to get worked on.
First problem: They are fixing a wheel berring on the right passengers side in the back.
Second problem: Apparently they do not know how long it'll take to fix this, but there is something wrong with the electrical box in my car, that won't let the radio, power windows, or power door locks to work, and we want them to FIX IT. I'm actually feeling kinda angsty right now too, because I have only had the car for one legal day and I was happy to have it finally, after having to wait 3 days for them to fix the brakes. I feel like a little kid who lost his precious toy. x___x;

I'll post some pictures up, if I feel like taking them now, or when I get the car back.

Sat, 21 Jul 2007 03:10:07 GMT

Well, I can now say that I officially own my own car, a Red Camaro, actually. ________ * The one mentioned in the post before this'n. _____ I won't have it until tuesday though, because they just decided to bring it into the sop and start working on it either yesterday or today and they just got it in on Saturday. Lucky me. : D ________ Anyway~ My mom said this is the first time my mom has actually seen me this happy since I got a 64 box of Crayola Crayons when I was really little. I might end up getting a job at the ACE HARDWARE here in town to be able to pay off my car, and possibly get my license sometime next week - depending upon how used I get to my car.

Wish me luck~

: D happy

Fri, 20 Jul 2007 20:09:01 GMT

I might be getting a Camaro I want~
Though it isn't one of the color's that I wanted, it's still pretty cool! The white one that I was telling you guys about, sold on Wed. and apparently the guy who owned it previously, raced it a lot and it was a 1994 5 liter, high output engine and he put a chip in it to reach 400 horsepower. *yay for technical terms that I understand* Let's just say, that car WOULD FLY. My parents don't want me to die in a speeding metal death trap, though *giggles*. ANYWAY...

The dealership is interested in my dad's 1986 Mustang with a 5.0 engine and a GT package. It apparently (from what my dad says), was 1 of 6 that were transported to Illinois. There were 3 guys at the dealership that were drooling over the car just by the image. *laughs* I was so suprised, because most of the time when he mentions his car, they are like: "Oh an 86? Well, uhm, I'll just give you 3,000 for it."
Riiight, Good luck buddy.

Anyway, I'm off to happiness. ;] And possibly a job at the local hardware store.

Another day in the life of: a n g s t

Fri, 20 Jul 2007 02:35:25 GMT

You guessed it: I had yet another infamous angst moment where I cried like a baby for no reason, and it was while my dad was talking to me about college, what I wanted to do as a permanent occupation, getting a job, how I was going to pay for a car if they were to help me buy one, etc. *sighs* I must be becoming an emo, or something, just minus the whole wrist slitting and the tight pants. It's like I angst all day everyday. I yelled at my mom too, for her dumb excuse of: "Did I do something wrong?" She always thinks it's her. ALWAYS. It's like she can't get over the fact that it's just me being emotional, or something. Whatever. ________* Yet again, this isn't a pity call. Leave the pity comments if you want, but I'll be happy when I get the car I want. :]

Cars I desire:
Camaro - Gotta be white, purple, or yellow with black racing stripes (like the one in transformers).
Firebird - Like it matters what color? Silver or white would be awesome.
Tranzam / Tranzam Firbird - Any color, really. Purple, white or silver would be awesome. >D

Only problem is, is that my parents are making me find cars under $10,000 and have below 100,000 miles. Simple enough, but meh. Did find a '94 Camaro SS for a good price. Might go and see it tommorow and beg my parents to buy it right there. >3

Bad morning.

Tue, 17 Jul 2007 17:33:01 GMT

You know those good long cries you have when someone actually spills out the truth to you?

Well it may be hard to believe for some of you for whom are my friends in real life and wouldn't expect it from someone as strong willed looking as me, but I actually had one of those good long cries. It wasn't as if I chose to, no, my sister decided to spill to me my actions. Yeah - I don't feel like going in depth on it (that's for fear that I might have a mental breakdown while typing because I'm still having after effects of by previous one). This isn't one of those pity calls, because I'm not looking for any goddamn pity, alright? I just feel like getting my pitted up emotion out there.

I guess I make my dad worry sometimes though, and a lot of times I just find as though he doesn't care because I never really express myself to him a lot but this morning he decided to tell me that he has gotten to the point where he can't hide the fact that he worried about me because I don't like being social with people or even to go out in the open except for when I actually want to. Hm. That made me think a little after they went out to lunch and here I am, alone, wondering if I going to have another breakdown after I post this. It'd probably make me think more (yay).

Time to go roam the house because I don't feel like computering.

Ehhh~ whine

Mon, 16 Jul 2007 18:08:39 GMT

Mom's forcing me to get a job at a grocery store that I don' wanna work at because she knows the people.

WORST JOB EVER.
Yeah, I'll keep yah posted on how that goes. If I do get that job, I hope I'm a grocery bagger for the whole time I work there because it's so easy.

Picture drawn by clockworkangel

Sat, 14 Jul 2007 21:06:09 GMT

I had a little slumber party last night, and I asked by good friend here on LJ to draw a picture of my character: HEISE.

Name: Sir Heise T'kout Groen.
Nickname: Heise, Yvo (yew tree), Green, Beschonken { drunk }, Rondreizen { wander }.
Age: Twenty. { 20 }
Sex: Male.
Race: Demon: but when in human form, there are no seeming signs of it. Where-uopn he changes form, though, he receives all the attributes of a demon - wings added to his features.
Sexual Orientation: He is kind've picky when it comes to choosing between both male and female sex's and thusly, he enjoys both their company, but enjoyys a male's company more so, than a female's.
Job: Knight of the Realm.
Knight Color: Green.
Weapon of Choice: Either a one-handed, or Two-handed sword.
Appearence: | ; A very well reounded male, with very 'sexy' attributes to him, that cause him to have many women running to him. He seemingly does have a feminine appearence, but he bumps that away with his very well built stature.
Bio: Before becoming a Knight, all males looking to be one must betrained thus firth as a squire. In doing so, they are vigourously trained, and where-upon receiving the call, are prepared for their rigourous test before being dubbed. the day that Heise had recived word that he was to move up from being a squire, he also received word that his Mother, Father, two Sisters and younger brother had been slaughtered. His mind befell him, and he became ill, nearly dying. Though, hope soon found him again, when he again was made ready for the dubbing ceremony. Being locked within a church over night, being made to kneel before the alter and pray all night, he continously prayed that God help him to seek revenge upon the monsters who killed his family, and that God would help the souls of his family to find peace. Once the ceremony was thus over, the king dubbed him a knight, and was then bathed in a bath of wine by beautiful servants, and given his chain-mail and other armories - making himself therefore, into a knight.

Craziest Dream, EVER.

Fri, 13 Jul 2007 17:33:13 GMT

So last night when I went to sleep, I had the most...well, the oddest dream ever.

I had a dream that I was this male Vampire, that owned this castle and all it was, was this giant library and I had a few cats roaming around there. There was this visitor that came to my castle and I think it was my Online friend Lindsay (I couldn't tell), and like she had asked me something while we were eating dinner and My clothes suddenly drw up a mask around my head, elven ears replaced human ears and I looked totally awesome. Then I picked up this...vile looking necklace around my neck and swung it slowly back and forth, chanting something about her forgetting what I was, and then I turned back to normal and we ended up back in one of the many library's playing with a cat that looked like mine named Tobey.

O_O;

So yeah, that was my dream. XD