i keep looking over my shoulder.

If I tried bringing back conscripted again... with serious changes (IDK what yet), would you former players here crawl back to us again?

every time we reach a mountain top, someone's always at the top to push us down again.

I'm going nowhere. life's going nowhere.

my parents are at it again; this time, physical violence, sirens and bruises were involved.

i want to say that i can get through this, but i'm just..

so tired.

*hibernates.*

do you love paul rudd and andy samberg and have a gay/HOLYSHITWHAT fix?

( this is the video for you. quite NSFW )

disclaimer: don’t even try to follow my train of thought. and this is in no ways cereal.
sample sentence: we’ll use something I see a lot in AOL chatrooms
luke walks into the forest and leans against a tree.

STUDY ONE: asterisk

“*luke walks into the forest and leans against a tree.*”

asterisks: used in ancient times as a symbol indicating the date of birth. nowadays, they are used to call out a footnote.
footnote: a note of text on a bottom of a page in a book or document, often used to cite a reference.

the way I see it: one day another person will steal your words and just fancy it up. you will always be a little note on a bottom of a page for others to grope. :/ after all, you are the original one.

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STUDY TWO: hyphen

“-luke walks into the forest and leans against a tree.-”

hyphen: the bridge which connects two words. also used to separate syllables.

the way I see it: there’s a sense of unity between the first and last word. it’s a train to other people’s actions, and when this is used, there is a demand for a reply to complete the puzzle, so to speak. without you will there will be no others.

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STUDY THREE: colon

“:: luke walks into the forest and leans against a tree. ::”

colon: informs the reader what follows will prove and explain.

the way I see it: there’s some sort of justification that’s awaiting to happen, but the writer seems to be holding it off. there’s mystery on the reader’s part and a sense of omniscient on the writer’s.

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STUDY FOUR: brackets/parenthesis

“( luke walks into the forest and leans against a tree. )”

brackets/parenthesis: adds supplementary information, etc etc.

the way I see it: looks clean, you’re probably anal.. and it probably feels better using it because wraps things up in a bubble in a way that it feels complete and whole. you like things to be perfect.

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STUDY FIVE: back/slash

“/luke walks into the forest and leans against a tree”

back/slash: often used for websites, branching to another domain.

the way I see it: the complete opposite of asterisks, you are the feeddee. if it weren’t for the asterisk, you wouldn’t be. :/ otherwise, as the name suggests, queer.

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STUDY SIX: everything else

“?!?!?luke walks into the forest and leans against a tree.?!?!?!”

everything else: everything… else.

the way I see it: you are a nonconformist. or just really, really strange.

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I tend to throw all other thoughts on tintinking, so if you like, watch that.

i finally finished my massive "episode guide" for thingsimportant: episode 1: TIMING. SO, for anyone who's thinking: holy gee, should I watch this show? take a look at that post and see if you likes.

if you do, important things with demetri martin airs wednesdays at 10:30/11:30 cst on comedy central.

just see it. for the rave.

in order news,

HAPPY BIRTHDAY stimulant!!
I wish I can give you something worthy. 8( but IDK if you like TDS/TCR (I talk about it too much for my own good), but since I have this pic open anyway, and it's quite endearing...


:3 ♥ (see what I did there?)

Hope things go better for you, dahling. ^^

you know, I don't care much about money. I spend it out of whim and when I feel like I want something. there's not much thinking to it.

and yes, I do pay bills, I do make my own money and I essentially do sort of live on my own (I just don't pay for living in the house, but it does sure feel like it). so due to this, I often identify myself as the oddball renting a room from some asshole-y vietnamese household.

so while the shortage of money kills me often times, I'd brush it off. but it's the fact that my mother is so absolutely infatuated with money that tears the entire family apart. my dad, for example. he lives in another city, and the only time I'm allowed to visit him is when my mom sends me over there to collect child support money. and every other week it's 300 dollars, and he's barely living nowadays.

it's a whole mess of struggle. last night I almost cried seeing as he writes a 750.00 check due to his previous one bouncing. he's gotten skinny, because the only thing he consumes is coffee. and then I look at myself; I'm still wearing my summer dress that covers the rip on the back of my four-year-old jeans (my ass feels breezy). and my shoes are worn; I can start feeling leaks on the bottom on a rainy day.

our condition never really bothered me until now. my mother takes everything from us; she uses that fucking child support money to gamble. when I'm doing papers for her (taxes, insurances), she makes me lie about dad never paying for child support. she can technically get thrown in jail for that, but it's not that which bugs me the most, I'm destroying my dad's reputation. leaves a bad taste.

and yes, perhaps my dad is really pathetic in a way. he loves maplestory, he likes to interact and sometimes he can be more of a child than a grown man. but fuck, he has a good heart.

I saw all this and I told him that he's coming with me to new york after I graduate. I'll help him find a job and we'll live up there away from my mom's radius. he agrees, saying that he'll sell his car and all. I have a gay friend from here who wants to come with us too (his boyfriend lives in new york, so it's easier for him. and his parents are homophobic).

I need to get out of here more than ever. struggle is a good thing, but not when you have a maniacal mother perching on your shoulders to pound you down every mountain you climb.

I hate posting on holidays because I can't top the other posts on my FL.

so naturally, I won't try. I will, however, give you a picspam post so you can see how I've evolved from 'eeeehh mediocre' to 'HOLY SHIT WHAT THE FUCK HAPPENED'. and you can have pics in all different lighting lol. also, have some dogs!

( right this way )

happy valentine's day, folks. for those who are single (see: this little faggot), let's maul the stores tomorrow. you know there will be discounts.

HAPPY BIRTHDAY, ironfist

I still can't get over the fact that you were my same age. 8l I've always thought you to be more mature than moi. EITHER WAY, IT'S YOUR 18th. WILD IT OUT, WOMAN.



I keep receiving porn to my email. I wish there is a way to appreciate this.

the average photograph is 5x7 inches, which is roughly 375x575 pixels.

a human with 20/20 vision can see roughly 2048x2048 pixels.

if a picture is worth a thousand words, and the human sight has about 19.5 pictures within vision...

we can make about 19,500 words from what we see.

a word for future authors out there: if you are going to write 19k words for a single scene, I will not read your book.

RAAUGH WRITER'S BLOCK.

anyway, now that I'm done staring at pillowfight's stick-figure whipping, I figured I'd get inspired.

instead I worked on my profile, which is partially but not completely done. and I took a nap in the afternoon... probably means I won't sleep tonight. oh, life.

GDIT LJ WHY ARE YOUR RENAME TOKENS SO DAMN EXPENSIVE. 8( oh well, I just bought two months of paid for now until I get a real job. which will be in march when I turn eighteen. the manager of this country club has offered me a job and only then will I really get an income because honestly, I work with my mom about 30 hours a week and I only get a whopping $50 a week. I have to pay for gas, food and all other expenses on my own and that can get really frustrating (especially for gas; I have a '96 jeep and boy does that drink up gas). I know I've said this once already, but shit! I can't wait to get outta here.

anyway!

aw. whichever one of you were the anons in this thread, thank you! that was really sweet of you guys. XD the whole komupid mess brings back some damn beautiful memories. SOB

and I do miss playing komui. I've been on some sort of writing rush and even then it's difficult to write an application on the same character.

how ironic is valentine's this year? it comes after friday the 13th. how romantic.

I feel like that's what I'd do; see friday the 13th and ask someone out the next day just to say that. and that's all for the ironic content of it (and then break up after the moment is over). but even for me that's a bit ridiculous and redundant.

XD I don't know what I'm talking about anymore. Here, have this. don't even worry about the context, just know that I played Castiel. The time is 12AM+. That must've been the 20th comment with Haku.

so.

i'd posted this on rp_ideas, but i thought some of you rpers would appreciate this as well.


multifandom, as always. it’ll be set in a barren city, an outlaws’ paradise. I’m not quite sure how they’ll arrive at the place yet, but once they get there, they’ll notice something: they’ve become targets of the government, who will try to hunt/chase them down until the end. so basically it’s a prey vs. predator, hide-and-seek, cat and mouse type of thing.

characters’ powers will be downplayed significantly, so it easily makes it a survival game, i guess. uhhh there will be a whole network of outlaws (“the underground league”--who obviously lives in secret beneath the city). the police or “authorities” won’t discover the outlaws’ league until later into the plot.

all right, how about some bullet points?

• multi/pan-fandom, meaning it’s available for all fandoms. this may be subjective to change, as i’ll mainly aiming for humans
  
• original universes, which means your character will be aware of their home
  
• the setting, however, is entirely fictional.
  
• timeline: dystopian-verse -- sometime between post-apocalypse and what i’ll call “the new revolution”
  
• the technology is badass, but everyone still has two legs and walks like a human being. so no (artificial) wings
  
• the “authorities” are trying to get rid of the outlaws, who will be your characters
  
• in addition to the point above, they are assholes
  
• artificial animals, meaning artificial food. which leads to unhealthy conditions. sometimes causes deformity within the inhabitants. often gives them hallucinations and strange side-effects
  
• it is unknown what the government will do to its prisoners if caught.

yeah.. it’s still in-progress. but if you have seen eagle eye, try to remember the chase scenes and you’ll know where i’d pulled this from.

these things shall keep me busy as this semester is a fucking joke.

• complete thingsimportant before its premiere. if you guys don't know who demetri martin or important things with demetri martin is, go educate yourself, now. he was a daily show youth correspondent. have a glimpse of his genius.
  
  
• app, app, app! I need to get back to the swing of writing. I'll be finishing up my character applications for haseo (hypnagogy) and komui lee (stedelweiss). the thing is, I have been reserving a whole bunch of places for some reason, and I can't seem to remember them all. my theory? I was probably high on some sort of illegal substance as I skimmed through rpg_listing.
  
  
• finish reading more information than you require by john hodgman. that guy is so cute. just look at his twitter! to answer the potential question: "why does he look so familiar?" he's the PC guy in those apple commercials.
  ~ as a sidenote, I did end up finish reading i am america (and so can you!) by stephen colbert. I'd recommend it to anyone. or if you can't, go buy the goddamned audiobook, it's just as godly.
  
  
• still on the topic of books, larry wilmore, contributor of the daily show, has produced a new book: I'd rather we got casinos and other black thoughts by larry wilmore. this guy is also a comedic genius--when I was at borders this..monday, I skimmed through the table of contents and the title alone was enough to get me a kick. check it out!

for the record, I feel great. I feel productive

Oh my Goodness, Jon, Stephen. How the hell can I quit you?

On at the end of tonight's episode The Colbert Report, Stephen notes something along the lines of--"If you find anything at all offensive on tonight's program, call 1-877-SEAN-930" and take off all your anger there. I, of course, called the number, and after a few busy dial tones, it finally got through.

It's actually a Hate [Sean] Hannity Line and whatever anger you have to express may end up on air. Right now, the message box is full, but once the west coasters get to that time again, I'm sure the mailbox will be open again. So those dorks on the west coast, prep your answer!

I personally have nothing to say, since Jon Stewart has already said it for me: Sean Hannity is a douchebag, just like the most of Fox News.

That is all. Good night! ♥

ETA: I need to work on thingsimportant. I am so excited for Demetri Martin. :( HURRY UP FEB 11.

List ten characters you roleplay(ed) and answer the questions under the cut. Remember, do not look at the questions until you've listed all of the names.

1.) Castiel (Supernatural)
2.) Light Yagami (Death Note)
3.) Sima Yi (Dynasty Warriors)
4.) Date Masamune (Sengoku BASARA)
5.) Sarutobi Sasuke (Sengoku BASARA)
6.) Billy Katagiri (Gundam 00)
7.) Komui Lee (D.Gray-Man)
8.) Okita Sougo (Gintama)
9.) Haseo (.hack//G.U.)
10.) Demyx (Kingdom Hearts)

( do not look at these questions until you've listed your characters! )

For those who don't know who he is, he's the first openly gay Episcopal Bishop who was able to sit literally 30 feet away from the President as he was being sworn in. During the "We Are One" concert (to celebrate the inauguration of Barack Obama, of course), he did an opening prayer which "mysteriously" disappeared from the HBO broadcast.

Recently, he came on The Daily Show via satellite, and Jon teased him a little.. which brought forth the best oneliner I have ever heard:

STEWART: Washington DC was so crowded today, there was so many people. You as a Bishop are sort of doubly handicapped in that situation, only being able to move diagonally. How was that, negotiating the crowds.

ROBINSON: Jon, you have to remember, there's a queen on the board, as well.

Isn't he...adorable?

I'll be renaming/switching journals as soon as my paid account expires. just aren't sure what name exactly, yet. XD

anyway, I just bought myself another journal for a new beginning. I don't know, I was reading journal entries from people whose writings I truly admire, and all of them seem to have the common idea: journalism > blogging. I've had journals before, don't get me wrong, but I keep on losing them. and it seemed that, reading the only one I do still carry with me, it's only when I'm angry.

I want to start anew, I want a new beginning. I hope this year heads for the best, and my writing can help contribute to history in later years when I'm old and groddy, and maybe be too old to read my own writing.

second semester. 2009. here I come.

isn't it amazing to be a part of history? I want to post because I want to remember. I am a one piece of the millions upon millions of puzzle pieces which makes up the this event we see now.

one day, I hope to be able to tell stories about this day to my grand-nieces and nephews, and even beyond that. or I can just have them read this crapper. okay goodnight.

I'll respond to the meme ASAP. For now, I have to VENT:

OH MY GOD IT'S 5 DEGREES OUTSIDE AND OUR HOUSE IS HEAT AND HOT WATER-LESS. My fingers are getting numb as I type!! As soon as I get done typing, I'll have to invest in warm gloves and possibly layer myself the fuck up. I'm starting to see a faint hint of my own breath--that ISN'T a good sign!

It's been like this since 12 PM today, and at least then, there was some sun. Now that it's nighttime, temperatures have dropped TREMENDOUSLY. Our clock (which has a thermometer) reads that it's 47 degrees right now, and I have a feeling it'll get worse.

FList, if I turn into an icecube over night, please kindly come to my house and place me in the North Pole. When global warming finally happens in some millenia, the ice will melt and I will become the last human inhabitant. And when that happens, I'll blog on rocks in hopes that the next overlords will be able to read my story.

Well, it's still 47 degrees so I will best go layer myself up. I'll be on later!!


ETA: My mom just came home, and I was internally ridiculing her for smacking at the box because usually it doesn't work if you just SMACK it. You need a professional!!, my inner self yells.

But then the box gave her a little SPARK and then the fermis WORKED. WHAT THE FUCK.

In any case, I am grateful.