novocainenova

Sat, 23 Feb 2008 06:14:54 GMT

What? More words of a journaly nature? Alright then.

Necronomicon
Necrophelia
Insomnia
Lymphoma
Somotaform
memory foam mattress
Red wine
Alcoholism
AA
Sunday mornings
Stale Coffee

Mon, 18 Feb 2008 05:20:43 GMT

*huggles journal*

I miss this thing.

Alright, let's start with the positives:

-The boyfriend thing is going alright

-I'm working on a story that I fucking adore and when I tell it to people a lot of them get into it. This one guy came up to me the day after I told it to him and was like "Holy crap, get it out of my brain, it's all I thought about last night."

-Drawing is still as fun as ever!

-I got a scholarship for $18,000 that's renewable for up to $72,000 so hellz yeah!

-Uh...oh yeah! My friend got me Treasure Planet and my boyfriend got me this kickass Hellsing lighter I've been wanting for like two years

Not so positives:

-My father is talking about moving back down here and makes me sick just thinking about it

-I started having panic attacks a month and half ago and I'm going to a psychologist soon

-I'm barely able to pay my car note every month and I'm falling behind

-I'm failing my Euro class (but that should be fixed pretty soon)

Aight, love to you guys! <3

Thu, 24 Jan 2008 04:26:30 GMT

I just need to type and I don't have a story in me so this is as good a way as any to allow my words free reign.

Things upon things. My ex got me Jellyfist for my birthday and it is an entertaining piece of crap to say the least. The best part of it is Jenny's art and the commentary she and Jhonen put into the margins. My favorite quote is: Aside from the occasional, iron-fisted decree like "NO MORE SCHLONGS!" or "MORE WIENER-LIKE!" (contradictory?)

Jhonen is such a silly goose. Speaking of exes! Oh god I wish mine would up and die. Ok, that's mean. I just wish that he would make up his mind and leave me alone. He really is in a shitty place and I've tried to be there for him but our friendship is really complicated and it just never works and he keeps angsting to me and asking me these deep analytical questions until I finally told him to leave my emotions the hell alone and to go deal with his own. I'm not going to apologize this time.

A-kon. Was a yes from my mom (surprisingly enough) but was the kind of yes that let's you know that if you screw up once it'll get taken away. I failed my french III honors exam, in my defense the class average was a 67. Well, instead of waiting for report cards to come, I came out and told her my grade and she and I talked and I can still go to A-kon no problem. Hell yes! I'll be spending the weekend in a hotel suite with 8 guys...oh wait...yeah. That'll be fun. I know everyone going, more or less, and the guys have already agreed that I'll get to pick who I share a room with because they really are considerate and that's why I want to go with them. They're great guys (some of them at least.) I don't really watch anime anymore so the real reasons that I'm going are:

1. To see some artists I love that are going to be there.

2. To be able to spend time with the people I care about before we separate and go to college

3. To have a whole weekend away from my mother

Good times. I'm so cold right now, I need to go to sleep. (somehow those two things are connected in my mind...sleep and warmth)

Royksopp is a good band, I recomend their songs "Remind Me" and "Poor Leno." Both really good. Musically, I am big into disney music right now. Things. I can't think of what else to type, damn my life is boring.

Creases ravaged her forehead as the inevitable frown stretched across her face. Despite the ferocity of said frown, Sam's optimism stood unflinching and the grin never lifted from his gleaming teeth. He took a step back and scuffed the floor with his steel-toed boot, making the threatening vehicles of violence look almost cute with the movement.

"No, Sam. Daily I'm depressed by deep-woven dread descended from seeds of doubt. Don't deny me in this." Diana 's frown only looked more severe as she spoke in her "d" dominated way.

"Such scrumptious lips should fain speak so morosely, my sweet. Submit as I slice across through your sadness." He ran a hand down the side of her face as his sibilant words poured forth in a tumbling hiss. "Subservient I am to your soft-spoken cries of solitude. Shh." Her frown lifted a bit. "So, I shall but sojourn for six weeks. Silence." He cut her off before she could protest. "Stay, sweetest, stay and stare at yonder stream. As the last second of the sixth day passes, I shall stand beside it's slithering sinuosity."

And with that last assurance he departed.

Ok, yeah. That was really bad. I wanted to experiment in writing for characters whose speech patterns were dominantly composed of a single consonant. It didn't quite work. Ah well, good for a quick try.

hey, is this thing on?

Fri, 24 Aug 2007 03:51:27 GMT

I forgot I even had a journal. Whoops. I've been working a solid 35 hours a week which might not sound like much but it is. Got together with an old friend and together we'll destroy the world with our awesome fanfiction.

there's a group on LJ called ficbitches. I highly suggest you read their reviews, they're so funny I nearly vomited. they review really bad fanfiction (not I tried my best but it didnt turn out good fanfics but really "omg I can't believe this was written by a human being!" fanfics)

This is a hilarious Zelda one:
http://ficbitches.livejournal.com/19572.html

Sickest thing ever (final fantasy VII)
http://ficbitches.livejournal.com/14411.html

great stuff.

I'll post a longer post about me later. I have essays I need to work on right now.

Sun, 17 Jun 2007 06:02:10 GMT

heyz yawl

I got a car but already I am grounded from it, can't say why, suffice it to say I am muy retardoso.

http://www.quizyourfriends.com/quizpage.php?quizname=070617015541-466600&

Quiz about me, got the idea from Kiomika, thought it was pretty cool. supposed to be grounded, gotta go

hay yall

Fri, 08 Jun 2007 21:52:30 GMT

I'm at work right now but who says that you have to actually work...know what I mean? I had a major meltdown (the good kind) today when I found out that MINDLESS SELF INDULGENCE is goint to be playing at the mother fuckin' mitchell woods pavillion!!! Holy shit on a shit sandwich! Some of the other bands that are going to be there are Linkin Park, My Chemical Romance, and Saosin...but they mean nothing to me, because on the side stage...decked out in all his disgusting glory lies the true star of the whole concert...JIMMY URINE! I called Brant and he's interested in going, thank god because going to a concert alone feels like major suckage. The tickets will probably wind up costing me $150, something close to that at least, and my mom doesnt let me go to concerts but I'm still excited cuz...I DON'T EVEN KNOW!

summer updates:

I've got a job at the Book Nook and in a few weeks I'll have another part time gig at Bed Bath and Beyond. It feels gross though because the only reason they're hiring me, at Bed Bath and Beyond, is cuz I called Daddy who's a manager in one of their stores in Virginia (i SO typed "vagina"...just thought you should know) and he told them "HAY YALL, HIRez mah DAW-TUH!" and they were like "FTW? YAH, lolololol!!!" and my dad was all "K, THX, BYE!!!"

Ok...someone please explain the whole "ftw" thing to me. what was wrong with "wtf"? I thought "wtf" was great...perhaps even perfect! When I first read "ftw" I thought it meant "fuck the weasel"...

I was listening the Mindless Self Indulgence song "shut me up" and i was like "isnt this the song Jhonen made the video for?" I watched the video a long time ago and well, I got bored and turned it off. This time I watched it through (Cuz I love that song although it sounds like crap whenever you're watching the actual music video, listen to the song by itself) and the whole time I would just burst out laughing going "OMG! That is SO fuckin' Jhonen!" Like when the baby is thrown and it is embedded in the chest of some fat guy and then when the kid picks up the check-out scanner and starts using it as a laser gun. *sigh* It was so kewt

Alright...that's my summer so far I guess. I mean...yeah. Work, a concert in august and MSI music loud enough to rape the inside of my skull. Life is good. Oh, here's something not good. My computer got fried in an electrical surge and I've lost all my art. yeah. That's why I havent posted anything in a long while, it's all gone. It sucks huge ass because I had some fanart I really really wanted to post. It was fanart of Dewdle-kins. Kiomika'll know what I'm talking about.

Tue, 01 May 2007 21:03:19 GMT

"I prefer peace, wouldnt have to have one world of possession, but essentially I am an animal...so what do I do with all this aggression?"

For the past several of days I've only been getting about 2 hours of sleep a night and it's eating me alive. I wish I had something to say but I find that despite all of my good intentions for this website I don't trust it. I feel like by exposing my emotions on here I'm doing something terrible, like I'm selling out emotionally. So it seems I'm back to square one: pointless babble about things that don't have any particular relevance to my life right now.

When it comes to the subject of anime and manga I make a magical transformation into an eigthy year old. I believe that kids these days have bad taste in what they watch and read. The classics are being ignored in favor of emotionless, talentless, mass produced crap that is shoveled into the greedy mouths of america's youth. Geez, my back hurts. Go out and watch outlaw star, trigun or cowboy bebop. Wonderfull plot, fantastic characters and unique art styles that'll blow you away, not to mention good music and not the bland bass pumped rabble in today's cartoons.

I think four wrinkles just appeared on my face.

God I love this journal

Sat, 14 Apr 2007 04:33:27 GMT

I love this thing so much. I can actually write here unlike my dA page. I don't know what it is about deviantart that makes me not want to post journals there.

I'm arrogant, I know it and I'm trying to change it. I force myself to get over problems faster than I should but I don't see why that would bug anyone else. I figured my friends liked me for that. The fact that something bad could happen an I had the ability to smile the next day and love them just as much as before.

I say stupid things. All. The. Time. Then I'm so embarassed that it's really really hard for me to apologize. But then when I do apologize I'm told that apologies mean nothing. When I apologize I mean it. seriously.

I'm goofy, retarded and everchanging and I thought people liked that. It has been brought to my attention that it isnt so loveable after all. Man, feels like I'm such a project. Bleh. I'll work it out.

Part of me is in pain and the other part is laughing its ass off about nothing in particular, I keep swinging between the two and it's a bit difficult to take things seriously when one moment you feel like crying and the next your giggling like 4 yr old on morphine. I really need to get my shit together.

I love this journal sooooo much. I can just type and type and type and it feels so safe. This isnt a "live" journal to me. It's just great.

Oh man I effing love the band Vast. I think it'd be healthy for me to list things I love rather than focusing on negative. Hmmm....
I love caffiene, movies, music, books, the way Rachel smiles when I say something she likes, stu's witty come backs, the way my english teacher stumbles a bit over her words when she talks too quickly, my hair, fanfiction.net, the internet, drawing my friends, the new friend I just made on dA, Lauren's ability to turn any shitty day into the best day, Heather's bravery to tell it like it is rather feed me sugar coated bullshit, invader zim, anne rice, my brother's goofy grin when he beats a new song on guitar Hero, when my mom and hang out without fighting, Michelle's amazing ability to put up with my stupid angsting crap, monster, pocky, speaking french with Kelsey, Pan's Labyrinth

and a billion other things. it feels nice looking at positive, I need to do that more often. I also love piiiiiie! XD

The everturning gears composing my fast decomposing genius

Sun, 08 Apr 2007 22:24:27 GMT

I once read that a major factor in the general unhappiness of the world's population these years is the underlying belief that we are born for one purpose: to service the machine. You are born, you go to school, you take standardized tests, you get a job, you make money, you spend money, you get married, you have kids, you die quietly. Your life is nothing but a cog in the overall machine. Some people deviate from this path but not enough to actually change anything. You will die cold and alone, a piece of metal that could no longer do its job. That's why this generation is a race of materialistic whores. We need something to keep us going. There is no longer a quest for knowledge, nor one for love, world peace is forgotten and world hunger is something for daytime television. We seek to cram pieces of technology and brand name clothing into the gaping maw of the hole we feel.

I'm not in a very good mood.

-Alex

mmm...update....tastes like pig

Tue, 27 Mar 2007 01:26:59 GMT

lawlz...I have permission to use this. The lineart isnt mine but the craptastic coloring is. I spent a day just going "OMG PRETTY COLORS!" And slapping on any annoyingly vivid color I could find. It was worth it. Please clicky and view it bigger cuz this smaller image is crap. Yeesh! You have to click it like 4 times to get the full full view...sorry you guys

Hail to the noobs

Thu, 25 Jan 2007 03:13:50 GMT

I'm not really sure why I even created an account on here but I did.