JULY 31th ::
life is a cookie
ha ha ha. 'America's Sweethearts'
is a great movie. i loved this one character and some of the things they
though up where genius. the director in that movie (there is a character that
plays a world famous director) is a fucking genius.
ha ha ha. perfect. lol.
ok anyway, i did my exam today and studied yesterday. (that's why i didn't blog)
yesterday i bought 'ocean's eleven' for eleni which was a clever movie. she said
she really loved it and would just die for a copy. i guess i want her dead. :)
the studding for the exam was so boring. i had three practice exams to use to
prepare myself for the exam. and i answered every question on all three right. i
was going to kill that exam and i went there nice and early today and that's
exactly what i did.
if cake was as easy as that exam i would have eaten my paper
the last question was a tough one. let me think of i can rehearse it:
you have two fair dice. one has 4 sides, from 1 to 4, and the other had n
sides, from 1 to n.
the probability of rolling both dice and getting over 6 is the same as the
probability of rolling both dice and getting under six.
you role both dice.
what is the probability of getting 6?
ok i got 1/11. but i forgot to take under consideration that there where two
dice. so my fraction represents a 11 sided die. not one 4 sided and one n sided.
damn it.
well at least i'll get part marks i guess. maybe. but besides that question i
know i aced everything. *so swab*
after the exam i hanged out with a lot of lha kids. i miss lha. *cries* i knew
everyone there, and they liked me! they really did! anyway, college is going to
be fun, NOW THAT I GET TO GO! YEPPIE-OH-KAI-YAY-MOTHER FUCKERS!
i saw this girl called amanda from my elementary school there. we spoke and
whatever she's doing fine. just a regular teenager. whatever, i didn't like
elementary. dark times, dark times.
oh yeah and it was really really fucking hot today. i was out with my shorts and
undershirt. i don't do nudity! it felt weird...
so i saw america's sweethearts. and oh oh-!
my mother told me to go return this milk that we bought rotten. ok. so i go
there and i tell the lady, "this milk is rotten, i want to return it" so she's
like "yeah, yeah, yeah just put it back and pick up another one."
...
"but ma'am, this milk is rotten, as in ruined."
then the manager walks in and asks "what seems to be the problem here?" and i
tell him so he takes the bag and walks away "i'll deal with it" he says.
so the original employee goes and gets me another sac of milk and as he is i see
the manager put my old bag on the rack!
"excuse me sir, that's my old bag"
"no it's not"
"dude, that's my bag, it had holes in it just like that one!"
"dude? ...are you giving me lip?"
"DUDE. that's my bag, with ROTTEN milk. what kind of business are you running
here. said ~the customer~ ...with the ~money~...."
"yes. of course sir, my apologize."
groceries are the devil. anyway. i have something else to say but i forgot.
...oh well.
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JULY 29th ::
procrastination
what a lazy day. indeed. my math exam is this wednesday and i am so not worried.
lol. no, more like i don't care at all. like i went to summer school today and *woah*
was it humid. my papers where sticking to my skin and everything. yeah that was
nasty. and everything the teacher is talking about, i all ready fucking know.
jeez, okay there is only 2 subjects i know zero on. and that's what we've
learned at the start of the year. this teacher decided to do what we've learned
at the start, at the end. like doing it backwards. that's fine whatever. but
spending days on like optimization when there's only going to be one question on
it on the fucking exam, it's fucking gay. i have one day left to cover two
topics, where as we covered one easy pussy topic in one and a half days.
this wouldn't have been happening if i have gotten my cheat sheet from
haralambakos. damn this privacy cock slapping crap. fucking matspawns! (sorry
cyn, all in good fun)
*pant *pant
so i came home and started doing home work and actually fell asleep on my desk
from heat exhaustion. so i went downstairs where it's cool and started watching
a 24 hr marathon of Sponge Bob Square Pants.
i've never seen so many episodes of SBSP in my whole entire life. and now i've
noticed that can do a really good patrick star impression. the guy competes with
most retard side kicks like ralph (simpsons) i completely fried my brain
to say the least. angie tought me a new word. procrastination. cyn tried to
teach me that word. hmm rings a bell.. i'll look into it. anyway, back to
patrick. i need someone to confirm my patrick voice. i got a great quote planned
out as well. "mr.crabs is a big dummy. now sponge bob, are you going to listen
to that big dummy.. ..or are you going to listen to me?" well i'm ready. :)
also i got in major shit by my parents by going to see eleni. i told them that i
was going, but they mustn't have been listening. fuck did i have a headache when
i went there. everything just didn't seem right. i would look at walls with two
main colors and the colors would merge together. i toke tyonal when i came home
and went right to bed. none drowsy shit my foot oh, and a message to
eleni: what the fuck?
anyway, i'm on page ten on 'coolest people ever' comic and i should be one page
14 at least today, but man was it hot! there is no way i'm finishing by
this sat. i still haven't gotten paid yet so i don't know when i'm going to
start working
but i'm ready, i'm ready, i'm ready, i'm ready ...ect
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JULY 28th ::
i have been living a lie
this completely and totally sucks!
>:
check this out:
ty·rant (t
r
nt)
n.
- An absolute ruler who governs without restrictions.
- A ruler who exercises power in a harsh, cruel manner.
- An oppressive, harsh, arbitrary person
that's not what i've been told what the meaning was! i though the meaning for
juggernaut was the meaning for tyrant
*whimper
i was so miss informed.. so so misinformed...
so to all those that heard me call myself a tyrant in the past, what i meant was
a juggernaut
a strong, hard to stop force.
thank you.
*bows
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JULY 28th ::
how very interesting
yay i made a new lay out. y'all use my tag board and tell me how great it is.
that's right... line up over there. uh huh
so i was inspired by cyn's cuz. she had real nice art, and i was bent on
matching her. cuz we artists, we got to stick together right. right? no? oh-...
i also borrowed some side bar ideas from cyn. so if she has a problem with it,
just tell me and i'll take it down. aight, all in good fun, right?
so today i woke up nice and late and made the lay out you see in back. ok (about
to explain how he made it)
this piece toke me 1 hr 50 min to make. i know because my brother told me that
in 1 hr and 30 min on the computer cux then after ill have to go clean the car
together, and i worked on the searching for the pics the night before for about
20 min.
ok so the main problem i ran into was finding pictures i want to use to
illustrate my piece with. i looked through googles pics and ran into a lot of
porn. i found the 2 cowboys by thinking about key places to search for them. the
cowboy with his back turned is from a video game and the other is clint eastwood.
now that i had my main pictures i opened up photoshoppy.
my main tool was going to be layers. i used about 23 layers at the final
product. everything had it's own layer.
the reason i used so many layers was because i wanted to use the color burn and
soft light layer effects.
so i grabbed a bunch of brushes and spread them around and then played with the
layer effects. i tried to work around the photos.
then i added in the trendy shit. like the line (used text effects/stroke) and
art i all ready had on my computer (f-ram animation) then i went around with the
smudge tool and smudged uneasy layers together. but there was still something
missing. a key design in the b/g.
so i went to the site that inspired me (cyn's cuz) stole her b/g brought it to
photo shop and used filters/distort/twirl on max about 5 times to get what i
wanted. since we were both using the same colors i didn't need to use hue/sat to
get the right colors.
ok, step one was completed, all i need to do was add the text. so i flatted the
whole image and saved as a new .psd file. and put in random quotes and things
that sound pretty everywhere. the only effects i used where simple text and
layer effects (granites, stroke, color burn, soft light...etc) i then flattened
that imaged. saved as a new file and smudge around to make it a suitable graphic
for the web (meaning i made all corners white so i won't have any awkward cuts)
finally i selected the bottom portion of the art, made it it's own file use the
canvas size option and extended it to a high number, made it white and saved. so
with my graphic and b/g i ended it by just plugging them into front page.
and that's it. oh and about the pics, i used hue/sat for the colors and i got
the duck from one of photoshoppys default brushes.
any questions e-mail me or tag it and i'll send you the .psd files.
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JULY 27th ::
a reminder you cock slapped
ONE RULE AND ONE RULE ONLY
YOU DO NOT ACT LIKE MAT
AND THAT MEANS NO DAILY PHONE CALLS
now get your pager working NOW, so you'd stop!
cause if they can contact you, then you'll never have to call them = per.fect
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JULY 26th ::
a glimpse at the rest of my
life
so looks like i'm back in hiatus with a certain girl. as last time, i feel as if
she's going to call back some time in a few ***. (i tend to always think the
worst in any situation i don't understand completely) so i barely notice being
alone, i'm just being myself. i still feel a bond with her (those feelings just
don't go away) so i'm not planning to date or brows around or any stuff like
that. its not that it wouldn't feel right or that i'm not allowed to, it's just
that i can't. just can't.
*is looking to much into it* well actually i'm not. i just figure id bring it
up. it's not bothering me. the waiting i mean, i don't think it will. cause when
it's over, you know, no feeling on earth compares. so it's all worth it without
a shadow of a doubt and all that. whatever.
so now being back to myself (remember that 4 day black cloud?) i fell the
pleasures i've been feeling since that last month of high school. that feeling
of being free.
no- not of being free hehe more of that um...- that down-to-earth feeling.
yup. i've lost that for a few days. man! i will never hang around depressed ppl
again, they make me SO purple!
i drew six pages for the "coolest people ever" comic. i know she's going to love
it. i haven't drew a comic in months and after a lot of practice from other art,
my talents really have improved. blaze, dark ninja and tyrant appear in the
comic, also, cynthia and the moffatts make there début on paper.
when i get my scanner i am planning to work on it right away. by just adding in
all the text with Photoshoppy and editing simple panel cut out maybe with
MS-Paint
see, i had drawn all the art on paper with a 1/15 inch border on a folded piece
of paper. it's real good to use the other half of the paper for notes and
dialogue. i take the art then scan them onto the computer and simply use
photoshoppy photo manipulations tlents to alter smudges and make crisp boarders.
using line, erasers, text and smuge tools. i really don't know if i should rely
on layer masks. ill get a very professional look if i do use them, but the
headaches seem to much to grip. anyway, i need to get my scanner before anything
(this IS an artist log you know, that's why i'm talking art) i had some trouble
drawing cynthias character. i can't really draw girls, so she doesn't really
look like her in the comic. so it's weird how the character has her name in the
comic. my characters name is tyrant, so he doesn't have to look like me. i
checked it out with her, cyn says it's all good and one of the moffatt drawings
look real good. i have NO idea how i'm going to be able to draw all the moffatts
art without pics. i figure i would draw the pics at cyns house, but that would
be such a waste of good fortune (actually i don't think shed mind...sitting at
her house all day looking through moffatts pictures as i sketch them in
different posses ..hmm). wtv, ill use the net and common sense for the moffatt
art.
also i've been working on a layout for my journal. i saw someone else's layout
page and it's awesome, so i got jealous and want to make my own. i searched for
pictures of cowboys or angels or something that could look cool. i haven't found
anything yet. finding pics on the net is the WORST! my advice: use magazines and
a scanner
ok...that's enough art talk
sigh...it seems all i do is live and breath labor. (laughs at the thought)
well not really, ok let me rephrase: it seems all i know how to do is my work.
it's the only thing i know how to do good.
and drawing these inside joke comics is the only way i know how to use that
ability for good. (laughs at the thought)
(does a lot of laughing)
*deep breath*
*spits*
my eye hurts, a lot. see, it's johnny rodis birth day celebration today. HAPPY
BIRTHDAY TO THE FUCKER. i'm going to buy him a video game control (for him only,
i swear!) it's for the computer, so he'll be the only one to use it. anyway, he
was going to see austin powers 3 : goldmember. (he also went to some dinner but
i couldn't go with him cause no money) . . anyway, he asked me to go, so around
6 i asked my father if i could go. and oh he was like
"did you read greek today?"
(i drew and went to school all day)
"no, but what has that got to do with anything, usually when i read you don't
give me anything anyway"
so he didn't let me go cause i didn't read
i yelled
"well what about the last time i read for 3 hours and still you didn't let me go
to the movies!"
(also, one time, i read for 4 hrs none stop to go to see cyn in her prom dress.
it would literally take only 30 min. he said ok at first, but at the end, the
fucker lied.)
so anyway, he got mad at my out burst and started slapping me around. i told him
to calm down when he started calling me worthless and when i cursed after he
slapped me in the face, he toke out his belt and whipped me around. he got me
clear in the eye, cut the top eye lid and i teared mad. so i grabbed his arms
and told him to calm down. so he pushed away and grabbed at anything (pillows)
and through them at me then walked away insulting me.
that's why my eye hurts
...
i would usually call friends at that point, but all of them are on away, so i'm
blogging.
it feels sorta good (to blog that is) she does it all the time. but i always
prefer just calling someone up and chilling with them and never telling anyone
anything.
*stretches* i really want to be a cool and fun guy. and i feel real bad when ppl
have trouble dealing with me, but i am not a delinquent or stupid right? i
believe that i'm actually worth wild and that people shouldn't react to hard on
me. cause it's not as if i don't try. my pros out weigh my cons....good
intentions and all that....hm
why doesn't my family see that...
this is to much black talk for one day, i really don't care what they see
anymore.
i am on cereal boxes now!
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JULY 25th ::
a great revolution
let the days from July 21st to July 24th NEVER HAPPEN AGAIN! wow, if you mix
yourself around the wrong ppl at the wrong time, you could easily go back to as
depressed you were back in the dark ages. wee golly gosh gee wiz darn holly
macral wow-like primal omega plus times three am i feeling better! *stretches
yup. so, getting depressed for the past couple of days was no ones fault in
particular. nothing serious and it's sure as hell not going to stick, so to
those that care: as far as i know, spending to much time with ppl you hate and
sleeping alone in a dark corner will make ANYONE think up crazy things.
like woah- *whips sweat away* how do you guys DEAL with me? i guess you all
understand that there are ups and downs in every relationship on earth right.
even for really cool ppl, they need to be anti-social for a few days. but now i
feel better, i bit stupid and embarrassed, but MUCH better.
so i am planning to work hard hard hard on that comic, and call up some buddies
of old and watch a movie and maybe go swimming.
*takes a deep breath*
wow, i love going swimming.
it's not the swimming that i care all to much for though, it's the walk there.
we walk through train tracks and over fences and hills. it's so much fun. me and
arpan would always try to find a different ways to get there.
this one time, we decided to stick to the rail road and walk deep down into
montreal. we saw two trains pass by and dodged one! and ended up near
Edward-Mont-Pettit and we like found this forest and we played tag and
eventually pulled a lord of the files and got sticks and we hunted each other
for each other flesh!
...
what!?
we were hungry, and he had one hell of a nice calf. *slurps lips*
ha ha ha that little fucker. i'm going to miss him. *pisses on his grave* (he
likes it when i do stuff like that, honest. ;p)
yeah but ppl move on and memories always remain. and i urge everyone one of you
to live life at it's ULTIMATE fullest! ever second mustn't be wasted! don't
think, act! you'll thank me if you do and regret it if you don't!
so call up that girl you think is cute, and knock on that friends door you so
happen to be next to without calling! if they say "no, sorry, don't want to do
anything" then just jerk off or take a good long hard look at yourself and ask
"am i cool enough?"
because if you were cool, then you should all ready be doing something.
now,
are you doing something?
you are?
...er...um eh- well are you doing something with me?
no?
well then you have a lot of shaping up to do.
haha. (ego +5)
that reminds me of a story about arpan. arpan says these random things every so
often and like he gets real annoying. so once he slept over and he got annoying
so i tossed him in the corner of my room. later on that night arpan would start
singing while i was asleep "all alone in the corner....all alone in the
corner..." it's super scary. just imagine your sleeping and you hear that. it's
depressing. he makes you want to play with him even though your not suppose to
care.
and oh, one small note: it wasn't arpan i was talking about, it was a furby. you
know furbys, those small hairy animals thingies.
yeah, that's right cynthia! I EVEN WARNED YOU! (all in good fun) *high five* see
you in 2 weeks.
p.s. did you know i can do a really good impression of Patrick from sponge bob?
"hello sponge bob!"
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JULY 22th ::
complicated but purple
i don't feel happy or whole. i feel...lost and out there. venerable to the
world.
not connected or set in stone.
not...ready
how am i suppose to handle this alone?
i don't want to blog
anymore.... not for a long time... no... no i don't...
JULY 24th added in: the above reason not to blog is
not true. the real reason is, i just hate repeating myself. i see what happens
when my parents leaves for greece
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JULY 20th ::
short and sweet
no access to the internet = no blogging (sorry all). all = is a very cool
person.
no scanner means no graphics. i went back to hand drawn art. family doesn't let
me draw. i'm losing my touch.
i am just so happy.
wana kiss me? what? I DON'T THINK SO! *activates defense systems
i wish my parents went away so i can make ppl i like happier
WHY IS IT THAT WHEN I BLOG IT FEELS LIKE I AM ONLY BLOGGING TO ONE PERSON!
maybe i should go ask this person this question
maybe i should not. and get a life
*puts both on a scale
...
ill tell you the results on another day.
oh and im not perfect.
HEY *realizes* i should start ranting! it be fun!
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JULY 14th ::
it starts...
.no photoshop
.no plans
.bored
.down to earth
.in pain
.needs to get hold of his pager
.and a bunch of other tings.
i look at my journal and say "what's the point" i hope things turn around and i
get to blog soon. but really, the only person i know that reads is cyn, and i
call her often and tell her what's up so then i feel as if there is nothing for
me to say.
i hope i get to see cyn tomorrow, then i can finally get out of my house.
suppose to see her today, but something important came up. then john was like
away all day and so was woolie and everyone else. and with restrictions on
everything in my life, i get bored fast.
i read alice adv in wonderland. not my fav book. actually, i'm not done it yet.
i'll wait.
i haven't slept for three days about so far. heh- if i did go to cyns house i
prob would have ended up sleeping on that sweet carpeted floor. i wonder if cyn
would have mind. like we would walk into a room then she turn around and i
wouldn't be behind her. so she would go into the previews room we were in and
find me sleeping on the ground.
...*thinks*
i wonder what she would have done? ...he,he...yeah...
*stretches* god, i need sleep...after i finish this sketch...
i lost my money today. i looked everywhere for it. it's that crazy maid that
must have snatched it or misplaced it. anyway, now i'm broke so i can't give my
money to friends and buy a digital cam. luckily it wasn't all that much and i
spent most of it on things i need so.... ... what was i getting at? *yawn*
..umm-um-um..
i had something to say...what was it...
*dies
if there is one thing i hate, it's got to be a busy dial tone. like woah, i hate
it.
*dies some more
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JULY 11th ::
grumpy
(look at the red, awww- symbolism, symbolism!)
i am so angry and it's all my brothers fault. or mabye
it's cynthias...or angies...or mine*ties the world up and sets it on fire >: >:
>: i went to work today, packed bars only. what a boring day, how do i get paid
for this? *legs hurt* i came back home and called cyn. her sisters a bitch. i
chatted with
Warlock about Fearless Freep. I am planning on making his album cover and his
animated video as soon as possible. i might stop making Metal Gear Gaiden all
together. i can't without a scanner. i went to rocklands to buy a pager. i found
angie and friends. i bought pager off of friend. when to chapters, bought 'alice's
adventures in wonderland through the looking glass and what alice found there-
with notes and analysis' a book me and cynthia wanted to buy for sometime. then
i called cyn and told her i was going to call her back in 30 min. then i went to
essaim and browsed around for 1 hr! cynthia was right, you can spent an hours
there. my legs where killing me, when i got out i sat down and started reading
my new book. i got home a good couple hours later and called cyn to no avail. i
hope she wasn't expecting me and i disappointed her. which was the starting of
my mild anger. then i read some more and final fell asleep dreaming about me
hugging cynthia like a big pillow while she played some sort of giant guitar all
physcadelic like while thoughts of alice were being acted out on her guitar all
the while my legs were ripening and became like a raisin and i was happy while
awkwardly cuddling in cynthias...uh..cynthia or whats, she was more like a giant
stretchy version of her. you know all weird and physcadelic like. the only way
you can see someone in a dream. the only reason i was hugging cynthia was
because i was hugging my pillow and had my face was falt on the book (no cresses
:) and the radio was playing some really soft mellow guitar music. and why
cynthia? cause i fucking like her better then you *takes his dick out your mouth
and slaps you with it* then i woke up when the dumbest lady on the planet came
down to clean a perfectly clean room. i guess i sort of know how cynthia feels
when her mom goes on a cleaning rampage. it sucks *pats her back* hear, have
another red ball, this one squeaks *gives it to her* then i got up to go for the
phone, my legs where so fucking sore. i couldn't believe it. i fell down from
the pain. it was all that time in rocklands. bob dammit. bob and josh dammit. i
dragged my sexy ass upstairs and went for the computer. maybe cyn was online.
the only thing i could think of was to apologize. it was all the dreams fault. i
called her house and no answer. i called again just to make sure and i could
have sworn someone picked up and then hung up on me. then my phone asked me if i
wanted it to keep trying until it got an answer then i said yes like a fucking
idiot. now i was really grumpy. see my phone is now going to randomly call her
house for a good 2 hrs and when they pick up it rings back here and then i pick
up and we both end up saying "hello?...hello? -no-hello?" grrr... i hate phones.
so i went on my computer to see it anything new is online and my brother gave me
a hard time with the new pager i bought. he told me i could have called the
company to fix my old one. then he started playing with my hair, that fag. then
he started slapping me around and i was helpless because of my sore legs. i was
so angry i yelled. i don't usually, i most of the time act real cool, but now i
was angry. and yelling only made him stick around longer. and smack me around
some more. >: >: >:
so i went online finally and nothing. just a bunch of annoying teenagers. and
then i got disconnected. so i relogged in, then disconnected. >:>: then i re
logged in, and disconnected >: >: and the worst part, MSN doesn't tell anyone i
got disconnected >: >: it's ssoo frustrating. grr >: blah argh phowie curses
spit and grr >: i hate dial up. i hate pain. i hate family. i hate telephones. i
hate advertisements. i hate cool things that are only cool cause there in a
store. and i hate how i hate them all. *hugs the planet* i wish my internet
worked and i wish i could get contact with cyn. i wish i could speak to someone
so they can make me feel better so i can forget the pain on my bitter legs which
i don't have knowledge on how to heal. heh. cyn liked my graphic, she didn't say
much, cause we were on a pay phone. or maybe she did and i just don't remember.
i have a question for her *jots it down* did you know i jot a bunch of shit like
this down all the time? and sometimes i lose then and find them months later and
call them back up. it's weird, but ppl say it's part of my charm. *penis gets
angry* dammit >: if i had charm i should have a girl friend to make out with by
now >: *beats penis back into pants* dirty penis. i hate how you only come out
to complain at the dumbest times >:
*hugs his pillow* should i re-read this blog or not post it? it is mostly
frustration. especially near the end.
...if anyone cares and takes anything seriously, well-...*takes a jar of pickles
and writes your name on it*
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JULY 10th ::
i betted double or nothing on
life and won
today i started work. its so easy, damn! what i do all day is simply pack bars
into boxes. like they bake these huge flat cakes, then i cut them into smaller
bars with these giant knives, then into the conveyer belt to be packaged, then i
grab them put them in small boxes, put those small boxes into bigger boxes and
i'm done. that's all i do, and also sweeping for like 10$ an hour. and the best
part is. i come home at 4:30 and have the whole day in front of me to do
anything i want. i love it, and now i actually have money. but i really don't
know what to do with my money these days. so today, i went out with the ever
lovely, cyn and she came with so i can buy a new pager and maybe a copy of Alice
in Wonderland. we got screwed on both, so to cheer ourselves up, i bought
ourselves cereal, bowls and utensils, and we had a nice meal on the corner of
peel metro.
cyn has a guitar, any girl with a guitar is hot or hotter. so i invited cyn to
some place so i can draw her tomorrow. i hope it all works out. here family is
real tough. *yawns* i got work tomorrow.
adios.
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JULY 9th ::
best she ever had *tips hat,
adjusts belt*
yeah, thank god for cool people.
*sigh* enough of that
i was suppose to work with my brother-in-law today. but i bailed cause i wasn't
feeling well.
i got an ass kicking from my brothers today, it happened this morning so i don't
clearly remember why. but i know they were being un fair. there is a bunch of
crap to be said about cleaning the stairs near my area and like how i'm
worthless. i duno, but my brother costa pulled through for me, he made my dad
pay me on the spot when i am finished a job. so now i have a lot more money in
my pocket. i currently have 150$ most i ever made.
tomorrow i'm going to start working with my brother in law. from 10 to 4:30
about 5.per week. about 9$ an hour.
the first thing i'm going to buy is a digital camera. so i can make more
graphics.
today i made cynthia a graphic for her blog, she's having trouble making a new
one so i just made one for her fast fast. i hope she likes it. yesterday she
said that i am a really good friend. i like to hear that sort of shit from time
to time. especially from someone like cyn. like she's not stupid, her opinion
matters you know.
i still have so much exploding membranes to do. just because of this heat, i
can't concentrate and think up a good idea any more. i always go down stairs and
meditate, and then end up doing something else.
man, if i got my own apartment then id be fucking cool. id invite someone like
c.c. or ethan to live with me for free. and i dont think ill ever have any
problems. cyn moved out once, she said that there are much more problems then id
think. so i guess it's not the wisest thing to do until i'm a 2 year graphist
getting paid 100 000$ a year. damn, then ill get my eye brow pierced and get my
one hole in the wall where i can draw peacefully and talk to whomever i want on
the phone for as long as i want to. that will be in uh... 5 years if i'm not mistaken. think id still
look cool with my eye brow pierced in 5 years? im fucking sexy now, but imagine
me with piercing? *puts on sun glasses* woah.
and don't forget that i want to die my hair nice and red. i don't know what
shade of red yet. hmmm
also to get some purple contacts. yeah then ill be one cool teenager.
fuck! i didnt have a childhood and it looks like i'm not going to have a teen
life either!
well it's good to know that i can always wear black and a pair of sunglasses
when i'm older. you'll think i'm professional before even know what i do. (:
graphist are the devil :) it
will be perfect.
you think my father will notice if i came home like that?
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JULY 8th ::
efraim, countless super
heroes, one goal
ever want to live life at its fullest? to not let anything get in your way. to
be your own person and your own boss. j'ai l'aime, it's the best. it's a great
habit, you should try it. cause you shouldn't let pity little fears get in your
way, carpe diem baby. it will be awkward at first, but then you'll feel great.
*floats away on a comet* would you ride with me? lol.
so anyway, i spoke to angie this morning and she tells me about *** (his name
cannot be shown due to a high fear factor) (*-*( this part of the blog has been
removed and replaced with: anyway, angie told me how *** uses her cuz as a link
to angie. little fucker has no balls :thank you )*-*)
so from not just liking the fucker, now i want him to get hit by a car. what
that pussy did is inhumane.
anyway, enough about him, i have a jar of pickels with his name on it, and i
don't think ill ever have to use it anyway. the guy is such a pussy, he will
never fight back. like ever. and its not his fault though, id be in the same
situation myself if i have my mother playing with my balls all the time.
and one last thing, if dickless is reading then just for you to know. ppl don't
like you for you. not for anything else. i'm not looking for someone to hate you
idiot, or to let out my anger. i just don't like .you.
*chants*
let them all go to hell, except cave 76!
(to those that didn't like this blog, your not part of 76)
enough ranting.
so
i'm making f-ram sprites. i think it's going to be a good idea if i do. you
know, have my little f-ram character animated for battle. in a few months blaze
and i are going to how our video games set up. pretty ironic. i try to avoid
video games so much, and now i'm making them. hmm.. maybe i don't have a strong
will power against it cause there just video games. well- i am actually gaining
aren't i? strategy and concentration wise i mean...he he, efraim logic.
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JULY 7th ::
keys and key holes
today i woke up with a hard head of hair and a body full of dog hair. boy am i
sexy.
after taking a shower, the hair was gone but my head was still hard. fucking
john and his gel, that fucker.
fucker. fucker. fucker.
anyway,
i went to church and as usual i wanted to reflect on what's been going on in my
life for the past week.
...
...
god dammit, i don't remeber what i did-well, that means i must have did nothing
wrong. i think i didn't work as hard as i could have been working but i don't
fucking care, i wasn't getting paid anyway.
and seriously, why bother working when graphics out there are selling shit.
damn, how would anyone except these two cock sucking child cartoons as mascots
to a world wide nation event? (below: the mascots to the summer olympic games in
greece) athena was hot and wore a helmet! what happen to the helmet! eh?! some
graphics are the devil.
i cried today as well, don't want to talk about it, so i wont. but i will thank god for cool ppl. *tips cup to them* thx babe.
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JULY 6th ::
pierced dead Scott with purple
hair
i haven’t bloged in some time. and for those ppl that care, well your all very
strong and fit ppl, that are perfectly capable of lifting refrigerators and not
to mention very cute. so there. ;)
*yawns* i haven't bloged for a very good reason. i was busy and it was too hot.
seriously, it was really hot. anyway, enough excuses. you efraim-lovers didn't
miss much of anything. i would tell you what i did, but i cant remember, so i
bet it wasn't very important. anyway, back to today.
i got up and toke a shower. i love showers, there like coffee but without the
caffeine. then i called c.c and we set a date for the Photoshop Tutorial.
i recapped with my dad that i AM going and all was green. then i went to johns
house and we played Resident Evil. *shivers* what a scary game...*curls up in a
ball* ill be happy if i never see a video game ever again.
then it was off to c.c.s house. John R fixed up my hair. He used a #10 gel. they
only make them in Europe. fuck, my hair was as hard as rock! when i got to cyns
house i was greeted by the ...weirdest dog i ever meet. it though it was a
cat...or i hope it did.
c.c. was a lot of fun, she isn't stupid like most ppl, so it was easy to teach
her Photoshop. it was wonderful, like a key and a key hole.
cyns house was just as ghetto as mine, but she had carpets, so ill see to it
that i spend as much time with cyn and her carpet as possible.
...that sound dirty...
*growls* fucking penis
anyway, i love carpets so now c.c. is cooler then me, but ill see to that soon
enough. *whips his cap around and flies away*
when i picked up to leave it was like ripping off a band aid. it really felt
like the home that i never had. we both sat on this comfy couch and were about
to fall asleep xecpt, she's allowed to sleep, i got to drag my ass home.
when i got home i tried to blog but i was to sleepy. so while getting ready for
bed my brother costa came into the room and showed me real cocaine. im serious,
he had real live cocaine in his hands. he put some on my tongue to show me, fuck
my tongue was numb for like 20 min. i hate it. drugs suck. if your reading this
and you either smoke, drink or do drugs, then you suck. you suck and go to hell.
*takes out his dick for you to choke on* want me to get the pickles? eh? eh?! DO
YOU WANT THE PICKLES!!! >:
so yeah, my brother sucks, im hungry, i didnt get in trouble from parents, c.c
has a interesting father, her dog is a lost family member who went crazy and
locked himself in a dog suit and eats raw meat, i crushed her feet, i don't
think i can ever get bored of metal gear gaiden and...*trails off
tomorrow is another day, i better put on my helmet
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JULY 2nd
:: Trying to Make Ends Meet
well i just got this huge beating from my brother. I have a bruised lip
and a bleeding nose. And just now, i though my mosquito bite was a pimple, so i
tried to pop it, and now i cant stop scratching it.
anyway, when my brother hit me, a lot of things rushed through my mind. mainly
the question "am i really a better person?"
maybe somebody could help me out and fill me in on that one. cause honestly, 'do
i make a difference, to you?' i duno, if i was, would i get a beating? maybe my
brother is stupid. wow gee! this is so trigun.
i tried a bunch of things today to pass my time. all back fired except drawing
surprisingly. I went downstairs in my basement, lay on the tiled floor and drew
metal gear all day. i'm really getting the hang of all this comic shit. yay, i'm
going to make clams when i grow up. three cheers! yay for clams! yay for clams!
YAY FOR CLAMS!
again, if anyone is reading this and has something to do this week that i can be
involved in, PLEASE contact me.
*melts in chair
so hot up here. i need a nice cool basement...
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JULY 1st
:: Heat Stroke
somebody.. save me.. what did i do to deserve this?..
i went out and cut my sisters lawn. for free of course, cause no one ever likes
paying me. little old efraim. of course not. efraim likes to work for free. when
efraim thinks 'working for free' he thinks 'oh boy gosh gee wilkers pleasure'
that's right boys and girls, when close family think of efraim, they think: free
labor.
yup- i knew id hit it big someday!
*starts to cry
when did johnny get a job? now i have nothing to do! im dieing from heat and
boredom.
i called everyone i know at least 1000 times.
and if any of you are reading this going "yeah, he did call me a lot that day"
well go fuck yourself you cock sucker cause you didn't pick up and left me alone
in a hot room, naked, lying against my screen, trying to pick up a book or
pencil while feeding a pig on the inter net. i hope your happy! >: next time you
plan to go on vacation or down town. take me! i'm suppose to be your friend
right? right?! isn't that right you fuckers?!
*weeps
you.. fuckers..
*weeps and sweats
it's all arpans fault. if that fucker didn't go ahead and die id be at his house
playing video games or dragging him around out side, having water fights or
fucking not doing what i'm doing now bob dammit. cause ~woah.. i boerd..
*dies..
let this be a message to all of you out there that care! i'm alive! spend time
with me before i'm dragged off to the army. and bob fucking dammit, my photo
shop 7 isn't working! WHY ISN'T IT WORKING! I WANT IT TO WORK!
*dies some more
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