Anyways, I had fun, and I got Vic Mignogna to sing Happy Birthday to Sammeh for her Birthday present. I'm doing an artists booth in Fort Wayne in (July?) and might be going out of state soon! If you guys have a con coming up near you that within a state away from Indiana, let me know!
MY EXBOYFRIEND JUST FUCKING HANDCUFFED M
The old kids who lived in this house were delenquents, and they left a pair of REAL handcuffs cuffed to the TV, and he jimmied them open, came into here while I was in the middle of sending a comment to Vexacious, and CUFFED MY FUCKING WRISTS TOGETHER. AND THEN RAN AWAY!
Now I have to chase him down and beat the shit out of him until he jimmies these open again!
XD
EDIT: He uncuffed me and then we conspired against my brother. I hid under the desk and screamed "NOT AGAIN", and when Cory came in to investigate my Ex cuffed him. XDDD All retardedness aside, we're planning on cuffing him to the bed tonight.
P.S. He just tried to uncuff himself and only made them tighter, and he's cutting off circulation. LOL
I'm still grounded, even though I've got A's and B's (even in my AP History class) with the exception of Geometry, and even then I got a tutor. My back problems got so bad that I was out of school for two weeks all together, and I've been in and out of the hospital for a while. I have to go through an MRI on monday. I went through physical therapy, which didn't help, got recommended to a surgeon who recommended me to a specialist. I also have to get my blood drawn again, which scares the fuck out of me. It's official: I can never be a junkie. Damned veins. The MRI should be fun, though. I'm incapable of climbing stairs and carrying things, so I get to carry a backpack(our school doesn't allow backpacks) and ride the elevator. Whee! Uhm, I'm not going to get into my home issues; Mom's a bitch and makes me wanna commit suicide. The usual. I don't want the "Doooon't do iiiit!" speech because honestly, if I was going to off myself I would have done it by now. Emoing about mom now OVER.
I finally got the cell phone mom promised me, and it turned out to be a shitty plastic free phone from AT&T that mom got because she bought herself a new iphone. That's six cell-phones in three months. No. Fucking. Joke. She gets a kick over screwing us over. Anyways, the only thing I asked of my parents for christmas was an MP3 player and permission to get a job. Mom got me this shitty phone that plays music (but can only hold two fucking songs without the memory card she refuses to buy me) so she says I'm not getting an MP3 player. And she refuses to let me get a job, even though they keep harping on me to pay my book fines. Dad fucking tells me yesterday that even though mom made me babysit with a bad back, I don't get my money, and any money I make from now on I have to give to them to pay off the damned fines, even though the last 50$ I gave them my mom used to buy herself shoes. I'm grounded over break for not finishing my make-up work (even though I still have another week to do it, and I'm almost done) so I don't get to celebrate Ale's birthday with her. She's going to be alone in her room for her 16th birthday. Poor girl.
On the up side, I officially can't afford to go to college. The only college that accepts scholorships solely on talent won't accept me, because in order to get my portfolio looked at I need to enroll in the college that sponsors it. And mom spent my one-fucking-million dollar military college fund within the first month of getting it. I won't even get into the details on how much we DIDN'T need money living on base.
Okay, the actual good news is that the lady who told us about Herron art academy said that my portfolio was good enough to get a partial scholorship, and one of the art teachers at my school liked one of my pieces so much that he's willing to trade it for one of his professional pieces because it's illegal for me to sell it on school property.
I'm done with the art piece, darling, so I need your mailing information! I'll try to get online again soon! (Also, remind me of your boys' names again so that I can label it, please?)
Oh, Abby, if you read this: I need more info on the piece you want me to draw you, now that I'm done with
alloveryou 's.
I misses you guys! I want my laptop again so that I can be nerdy and on LJ again.
Also, if you couldn't tell-- my new favorite curseword is fuck.
Shit, I'm scared. >.<!
Aaaaha, I have no freaking computer access! I stayed home today because my withdrawal symptoms were too bad for me to go back to school. Drugs fucking SUCK.
More on that later, though.
Sarah is coming to live with me! A few days ago my parents agreed to let her live with us and go to school here, since there's a death threat or something our for her in her old school, and she's sick of sitting in her room 24/7. The parents talked, and it turns out that my little brain baby came to fruition! She's moving in with me this weekend, and starts school on Monday! It's funny, because my mom only agreed to it because she didn't think it would happen, and now that Sarah's parents agreed to it she's all pissy that she has to hold her end of the deal. LOL
Oh god, last night SUCKED. Well, let's start at the beginning; my Dr. Appointment on Monday.
Well, for the second year in a row they told me I need physical therapy for my back, and mom won't let them up my pain meds because then I'll be taking a narcotic. She doesn't know that I'm doubling up as it is. XD She won't schedule the therapy, though. Yay for pain. They switched me from Trazodone to Prozac, which was a dumbass idea, because guess what? It turns out I was addicted to the Trazodone! They had to take my blood for more tests on my hormone levels and they couldn't find the vein. When they finally did find it collapsed halfway through taking my blood. I'd explained to them that I’m terrified of blood, needles, and pain, and what do they do? THEY START DIGING AROUND MY FUCKINGA RM W
Needless to say, it didn't work. -_- I have to go back next week, and now I have a penny-sized bruise on my arm.
For the past two nights I've been going through what I can only explain as withdrawal. Every three minutes I'll fall asleep, then be slammed awake by a wave of anxiety that makes me scream and start thrashing. I’m shaking and moaning and the only thing that makes it even a little better is when I dig my nails into my skin and rock back and forth. It was so horrible, I can't even describe it. I got so sick, and all I wanted to do was take a knife and gouge out my arms and legs and make it all go away. Fuck, it was horrible. Finally after two fucking nights of it I said "screw it" this morning and took my Trazodone. It calmed me down enough to sleep. My parents wanted me to go to school, but I was all "Fuck that" and when dad tried to drag me outside in my underwear I pulled a two-year-old and went rag doll on him. I was acting like a child, yes, but I had just gone through the most horrible experience in my life! Fucking HELL, I'd rather have food poisoning again, and lord knows how awful that was!
Oooohhh, I hope it doesn't happen again tonight. I'm done with the Prozac, anyhow.
Also, my mom is pissed at me and I have a detention plus a 2 percent deduction from all my grades for "skipping school", since mom refuses to call me in. I'm grounded this weekend, too.
Anyways, I'm done with the drawing
requested. I just need to find a place to scan it. ^_^
Who knows when I'll be able to get on again. D=
Pairing: Zero boys
Rating: G
Summary: Natsuo often wonders about his Youji.
Note: It's late and I can't put two thoughts together. This wouldn't leave me alone, so I thought I'd get it down. I'll edit it tomorrow, but hopefully you'll enjoy the general concept. <3
( Maybe someday they would evolve enough to feel the heat of the love that they shared. )
Well, not really. I'm not supposed to be on, but I'm leaving in four hours, so meh.
It's half passed midnight, I'm struggling to put two sentences together, spazzing about the latest chapter of loveless and fighting off my fangirl, looking for a good Natsuo wig for my cosplay and I havn't taken my pills yet. I havn't packed eveything yet, I still have to tear all of my Yaoi and Shonen-ai out of my sketchbook that I'm bringing to my interview tomorrow, and DEAR LORD is this a long sentence or WHAT?
Aaaaaanyways.... Oh noes! Poor Soubi! And Ritsuka! And Zero boys! Ah! Bloodless should die! I want to draw fanart now, but all of my art supplies are packed.
I hope I don't die in a plane crash. ;_;
I'm going to Gen-con and Anime crossroads as Natsuo! I'll be wearing big white pajama's, and I have a Youji, so look for me if you happen to be in Indy!
On a funny note, we randomly decided to duct tape our boobs the other day. Everyone else took like nine or ten rows....
... And it only took one for me. Woah is me. But I guess being boobless helps me be a guy, no?
Sorry to friends' posts that I havn't commented on! My brother broke my laptop, and I'm technically grounded. Bah. Too many exclamations. Well, I'mma go take my pills, satisfy my craving for loveless fic, and eat some Yogurt!
"To yoga to yogurt to rice and beans aaand cheese!"
Free drawing to anyone who can name what that lyric is from!
Keep your eyes out for my Zero boys photo shoot later next month, with my Youji! <3
P.S. I'm already a clutz, and I'm supposed to walk around with an eyepatch? Fun fun!
Ritsuka-
Done with Watercolour paints, Acrylic paints, Micron pens, India Ink, and White Out, on a large (too big for my scanner) piece of Matt Board I scrounged from the recycling bin. There was actually a lot more to this picture, but meh. I really didn't like it because kids kept bumping into me while I was inking and screwing me up.
( Lotsa' pics! Deathnote, Loveless, and More! )
Anyone know any other good ones? I won't watch Princesess Mononoke, simply because they way her face/head is drawn annoys me to no end.
I really want some cute ones like Spirited Away and Howl's! Haku and Howl are my new loves! I have no idea what it is about them, (Haku in particular) but I have to act like the girly-girl I normally am not whenever I think, see, read, or hear about them. Uaah!
And don't anyone call me weird. ('Specially you, Miss Kitten, and your obsession with Robin. x3)
Oh, I give you two GIMP/PHOTOSHOP CS3 scribbles I did and hate for Ale's friends' Wiccan Wedding invitations. I did it all with no knowledge of digital art whatsoever, and the touch-pad of my laptop due to lack of tablet. =/ I'll scan some of my art later tonight or tomarrow, now that I'm ungrounded.
Small, because it's a design on the inside of the invitation.
And this was on the front cover. Her friends are really gothic I was told, so this was the result. I REALLY don't like how they came out. =/ I tried to make them look painty. I only used the Paintbrush, Airbrush, Layer, and Smudge tools for these. I didn't use the eraser cuz' it sucked.
Anyways, cross your fingers. I'll update later to let you know what's going on, and if I live. It usually misses us, though. =/
EDIT: I live! It didn't even get that bad, although there were like three more tornado's since my post. It avoided us, wee. Which is good, because I live down the street from a trailer park. =O
Fingers crossed for exams!
Anyways, this was my quick little drabble.
( Ribbon )
It was my 'Birthday Weekend'! Yes, I had so much fun! Friday
listofrandom
neoscryer came over, along with two other non-LJ friends. We stayed in the garage and did the usual; Truth or dare, adult hating, secret sharing, Never Have I Ever, ect. Really girly. We all ended up piled up on my bed, but it was crowded so Alejandra and I snuck away to sleep under a computer desk in the next room. XD The next morning (Two hours after we went to sleep) I woke up and made everyone coffee, and Ale and
neoscryer had to go home. I met
neoscryer
The rest of us went to the mall and harassed people for the rest of the day. Sammeh and Sarah kept ditching Tobii and I, but I got over it. I also got my new phone confiscated twice; Once for Sammeh sending innaproprtiate texts to people (stroking my monster cock) and the other for being stupid enough to text things right next to my mom that she wasn't supposed to know. =/ I'm not good at this whole secret-keeping thing.
My mom also wants me to stop showering with my friends. I think she think I'm gay with them. XD
Sunday Sarah and I spent at Borders and The Square. This red sports car stopped next to where I was laying with my head on Sarah's lap on a bench, and I got stared at by some preps that I think I went to school with. All well. Also, my phone started to do this real loud blood-curtling scream that I forgot to disable in Borders, and it scared the shit out of me. It did it a second time at a different Borders, but that was because Sarah programmed my phone that way on purpose. I fell over from fright!
And then today, My actual birthday, ROYALLY sucked. I got a folder saying that I was accepted into Advanced Placement World History, and it had all of my summer reading, and I was SO DAMN excited to actually get to LEARN something in this dumbass town, and then it turned out that it had been a mistake. Because my dad pulled me out of the class. WHAT THE HELL. I cried. =(
All in all it was a good weekend. Today my grandparents are coming and bringing me the L.A. B.B murder cases and some art supplies, and I actually get my portfolio and new Tablet Pen as well. =3 I'm mostly excited for
vexacious 's drabble, though!
Four more days of class, and then three exam days! Woohoo
I'mma need to sleep and actually get up early and eat. I havn't eaten in the mornings since... I don't know how long. O.O I hate getting up at five.
Any tips for last-minute cramming? =D
P.S. SARAH NEEDS TO COME OVER ON FRIDAY. No questions asked, you're staying the weekend with me. Tell your parents. ^_^
=(
Well, maybe I'll just make my own, muahahahaha!
If you have not seen it, watch it! Once you get to episode eight it is definately worth it!
Okay, I'm done. Go read porn or something now. >:D
Fuuuunnnn....
>.<!!
BAD DAY.
EDIT: I got it to work! Yay! -Done whining-
