Sans moi...

    It starts in my heart, I believe, and travels through my blood until it reaches my mind. Sliding fluidly with a ferocity only captured by the adrenaline an emotion, hate, can hold. Fangs barred it squirms through the capillaries towards my memories, of a better time. When I could stay up all night with her and play chess, or call her on the phone and confess my worst fears. Now that is only a memory, and this serpent, this basilisk, wants to ruin that for me. It wants me to forget all about when we were friends, to surrender my hope that someday we'll be like that again.
    To wipe away my dreams of a best friend who is figuratively dead. A friend whom I trusted my biggest secret to but lost it all in a single summer. The one I miss every day, when I'm alone and on the verge of tears. When life doesn't go according to my plan.
    And this snake, this venomous, legless, lizard, will not allow me to have my friend back.
    Finally it has reached my memories, leafing through them like a stack of papers,for the ones that will leave the burns. Hot, angry fire will scar my thoughts of her and leave me to sit in the pile of soot that was, at one time, a very close friendship. But friendship is lost to her, and she only wants to better herself. Not once did she think about me. I blame the snake, now hissing triumphantly. The snake got to her before it found me. His jaw unhinges, open and waiting. Thoughts and opinions of my dearest friend fall into the pit. Darkness climbs in around them, and I have lost her.
    The snake is obviously not completely satisfied; I'm not completely ruined. It allows its forked tongue to slide from its scaled lips for a moment, tasting the disappointment. Quickly it pulls its long, thin body through my blood and down, down, down... To my heart, which seems to have skipped a beat or two, apparently watching, baited. Venom, fiery in my blood, begins to sink in. I feel it trailing along the sides of the serpent, leaking into my arms and legs, making them feel heavy. A solid mass of this venom floats, suspended, in my heart.
    But it doesn't want to kill me. No, it would never do that. An actual death would ensure an end to this torture, and the thirst for suffering has not yet been quenched. So it heads for my stomach, pulling itself through my ribs. It winds around my lungs on its way, leaving my breath shallow and hot. Sweat breaks out on my forehead and I can only wait. Beads of moisture that seem to boil.
    I hold my head in my hands, waiting for the attack. But nothing comes. I don't understand! I feel it sitting, heavily, right against my lungs. My fingers shake, every moment more annoying than the last as I wait for the nausea to ensue. But... it doesn't come in a single burst.

    The reptile sleeps now, coiled through my body like the wires of electricity through a house. The fangs are poised against my stomach, but not permanently. With each passing hiss, a snore, from my enemy, there comes a slight tightening of the coil. Scales flow over my insides as I feel the animal writhe, laughing in its slumber. At some point I will explode, inwardly. My heart will collapse, my stomach will shrink as I feel more and more sick, and my mind will crumble. The venom that sits in my veins will pour out through my eyes and mouth, and I will become dry. This will occur at the breaking point, at an undetermined time. I don't want to wait for it to happen, but I have no defense against the disease within me. The disease which robbed me of my best friend, who still calls sometimes to 'check up' on me and to inform me that her values have been lost as well as her self restraint. It kills me to know that this is the serpent's fault, that it chuckles in its head, dreaming of agony. But this is also her doing, I wager, for the serpent does not choose its victims.

    The victims choose the serpent.

    

    Well, mrfreak88 wanted me to do a voice post, but I don't really... know how. So, instead of doing a voice post, I decided I'd post a video I did at the beginning of the summer. Basically, it is just me whining about my lisp. I look really red, for some reason, and fat. So like... here's a fun video of me ranting about how I can't say things with an 's' sound!


A video you will not soon forget~


Also, please don't expect a sequel anytime soon. Haha.

Well, I first like to [censored] slather [censored] jelly. Then, sometimes I stand upside down and [censored] eggplant [censored] like a chihuahua...

But seriously... what is UP with this question? lolz

:P

    So I just got back from a weekend trip to see my grandmother in West Virginia. I know, amazing. You'd be suprised at just how boring that really is. I spent a total amount of two and a half days doing basically nothing. I did, however, fit an ENTIRE season of Heroes into my weekend, which was good. I want to pick up on the third season when it starts in September. Great series, really. I wish I had magical powers... The mind reading and telepethy thing would be quite nifty.
    Now I'm home, and I have to do my homework. Yes, I know. I procrastinated on my first weekend during the school year. I'm basically destined to fail. My homework for this three day weekend contains a large collage of things that describe me as a person (I plan on having fun with this one) and a family snapshot and what it means to me and what it is and how it was taken. The first project is for American Cultures, and the second is for Intro to Photo.
    On Friday I was called down to the office and they informed me that I was transferred out of Chemistry. They let me choose my substitution classes and I chose one half year of Introduction to Photo and one half year of Painting. I can't wait to get into my new classes because they're both so interesting to me. As I chose these classes I was wondering in the back of my head why I hadn't chosen them to begin with. Mr. Rupp, my teacher for both of these, is really cool. His classroom is GIGANTIC, and he always accepts my comments on things and builds on them; and he isn't afraid to disagree with me on what I think a photograph means. He said I should be caught up for the first week of school if I just do that snapshot project, for tomorrow.
    I kind of miss Chemistry. On the first day of school Mr. Irwin made styro-foam cups dissolve. Second day, he set a table on fire using a mixture of water and alcohol. Third day, he showed us how chemicals can get trapped behind contact lenses. I'm not going to explain the latter, but it involved food coloring and a lot of 'oo-ing and ah-ing'. But, I know that it was good for me to tranfer out when I did. There is no way I would have survived two science fair projects at the same time. I had enough trouble faking a single project LAST year. Besides, Mr. Irwin was kind of scary.
    I'm off to finish this collage thing. I can't forget all the different things I have to print out. I know a few of the topics I had to consider, but I can't remember all of them... I think I'll call Becca...

    So yeah, I'm back... thank god. Haha. :P

    So I have officially suffered through three days of being a sophomore, and I must say that so far I'm unscathed; physically. Mentally, however, I don't know. My schedule worked out fine, except they STILL have me in Chemistry and I have tried very hard to transfer out but they haven't contacted me yet. All my classes are with my friends, and I like to know that I can go to my next class and see someone I know... and I'm meeting new people, which is cool.
    The bus thing is working out, too! I actually get to sit in the VERY back of the bus on the way home, and it's awesome because the back is so empty and everything. Sadly, though, I'm the last person to get on in the morning and off in the afternoon. I have to sit there while the bus goes FAR away from my house and does loop-di-loops and then slowly returns to my house. It's bumpy in the back; where the cool kids sit... haha.
    Other than that, I finished Breaking Dawn, by Stephenie Meyer. Great book... the ending was happy, but I couldn't shake the feeling that I wanted it to go on and on. I didn't want it to end, and I'm sad it DID end.
    At school today I met this girl named Bella. She's really nice, and has BRIGHT red curly hair, and she always wears very colorful and expensive-looking clothes. She's really nice, as I said before, and compliments everyone. Today in Geometry we had to build paper towers with only two pieces of paper and some paper clips. She kept saying 'you're so good at that' and 'oh my gosh, look how good he is at that!' and then she asked for my Myspace url and I gave it to her and then she decided she liked my hair so she touched it and I was like, kay. She's trying really hard to make friends, being that she's brand new to our school, and I don't mind being her friend because she seems really okay.
    As I was retrieving things from my locker today someone touched my hair, I turned around, and she walked by smiling... she keeps calling me pretty. I just return the smiles and say hi and stuff, because only yesterday (second day of school) this girl named Christin in our school (total bitch, slut, etc) came up to Bella in lunch and started cussing her out. Bella was crying in Geometry that day, and I felt really bad for her.

In any case, I'm making progress in school, it seems. I just hope this Chemistry thing works itself out as I obviously can't complete two full-size science projects simultaneously. That would suck.

xx

    Well, in about half an hour I will be outside, waiting for the bus to pick me up. I'm really nervous about school this year, for some reason. Probably because last year wasn't fun in the least. I hope this one works out better. Mostly, though, I'm hoping my schedule doesn't change much. I have a crap-load of classes with my best friend, Becca; but I know they did something wrong with the schedule they gave me at the end of the school year last year. They gave me second period Biology and eighth period Chemistry. At my school you have to pass one year of Biology and THEN take Chem the year after that. They'll probably have changed it, I just hope they didn't have to move any of my classes around.
    Then, there's this bus crisis I'm having. It's kind of irking me that my bus is coming at 7:25 this year, being that school starts at 7:50 and I know it takes a while to go and get everyone on my bus route. I just hope I have some time in the cafeteria before classes start, is all. Then, for some reason, I have to sit on the bus for an extra half an hour in the afternoon and I don't get home till 3:25 (as opposed to the 3:00 of yesteryear). I just hope I can find a seat and I REALLY hope that this year is better...
    My stomach hurts; the obvious FIRST DAY jitters. I feel kind of sick, but I know it's only my nerves tying my stomach into a knot. Today is either going to be fun, or it is going to suck badly. I just hope it's the first and not the latter.

    In other news, today is my first day of Veganism. I plan to get a solitary bottle of water today, as I know I'll just be talking to my friends anyway... because I have A LUNCH WITH BECCA AND OTHER PEOPLE I KNOW. :]
    Just hope that my parents don't notice my new food choice, as they don't approve of such lifestyles...

Wish me luck, today is my first day of being a Sophomore... and maybe my last day alive...
      
Brandon

     Well, I was recently told by one of my LJ friends that I should make a post where people can ask me questions! I thought it was a good idea, so that some of you could get to know me and vice-versa. Ask as much as you want, and as many times as you want. I don't mind answering odd or seemingly stupid questions; I like it~
    Just, make sure that when you ask a question (via comment) that you also answer the question you are asking according to you... I'll give you an example!

EX 1:
'What color do you like, Brandon?
I like green. O:'

EX 2:
'If you could be any animal, what would you be?
As for me, I'd be an alligator because I have razor sharp teeth and I'm amphibious!~'

So, yeah... just ask something! I want to know about you all, and I don't mind you all knowing about me~ <3

    Okay, continuing on with my intense love of Miyazaki Hayao films, we have The Cat Returns! I just finished watching it, online for free (link at bottom of post) and I must say that I cherished every moment of it~! I always find an anime more authentic when it's in Japanese, and I honestly don't mind reading subtitles. Usually I watch my anime on Veoh, and I searched for a long time to find a good, full-length Ghibli film broken into a few parts on Veoh. For some reason it won't let me watch entire movies on VEOH TV, because I can't successfully download VEOH TV to begin with. Kind of angers me... I've been having uber computer issues just recently. Kind of sucks...
    But I did get to watch The Cat Returns after doing an extensive Google search. It was broken into four parts and showed up in basic Veoh quality, but I loved the movie so much! Cute main character, Haru... Handsome kitty Baron... Comedic fat cat Muta... :P
    I'd definitely recommend this movie to anyone who likes cute little Studio Ghibli films! I'm not gunna forget it anytime soon... and I'm still listening to the end credits as I type this; with the pretty Japanese music playing in the background. I don't understand the words, but I can be-bop along with the tune!
    Hmmm, I've been having a Studio Ghibli obsession lately; and I'm sure you're all tired of hearing about it. Haha.
    But, I'd recommend this film to anyone who loves anime, Miyazaki films, or cats!

Now, off to find another movie... hrm... what should I watch now?

The Cat Returns - Hayao Miyazaki - Studio Ghibli

    Oh, the title of this post has nothing to do with what is actually in this post. I just... stumbled across some Family Guy clips and one of them was labeled 'Petty Nonsensical Irritants'. Well, you know... I could turn this post into a random list of PNI's... I think I will do that; it seems like a good idea!

    Here they are, kids, Brandon's most hated PNI's:
       1. The filing of nails. Something about it... irks me...
       2. Noticeable facial-hair on women. Not that I'm sexist... there's just something wrong with a 'stache on a chick.
       3. Crime drama. I hate movies where the cute detective lady does her new partner who regrettably just joined her to solve 'the case'.
       4. Country music. Nothing says 'I love my country' more than a song about drinking and then having barn-sex! Yehaw!
       5. Winged insects. Buzzing noises bothers me... not to mention they're faster than I am.
       6. Bad places in fruit. I hate biting into that little portion of the apple that is not crisp and juicy; the brown mushy shit part...
       7. Oversized advertisement pens. It's great when I pick up a pen, take it to school, and find out it says VIAGRA on the side of it in bold letters.
       8. Die-hard console gamers. It pisses me off when someone yells Wii sucks after I explain that I just got to a new level on Legend of Zelda, Twilight Princess. Or, those people who are completely angry with me that I would 'stoop so low' as to BUY a Wii. Then they argue with me that Xbox 360 and PS3 are SO much better and.... *sigh*
       9. Excessive laughter at flatulence. Yes, fart jokes are funny. No... they aren't THAT funny.
       10. Ipods that have the steel back that somehow manages to obtain a bazillion scratches the day after you get it.
       11. Rulers without numbers. The ones where they basically say 'here's an important tool. Oh, but you do have to do SOMETHING yourself'.
       12. Protruding of moles. You all know that... one lady. The lady who has the moles that don't even look attached... the ones that look like they're just barely sticking to her. You just want to say; "Hey... maybe cancerous?" to her...
       13. The sharing of liquids during eating. Backwash, although sometimes invisible, happens when someone has recently eaten. Therefore, I can't justify sharing a drink with someone during a meal. It's... just... something I can't do. I'm sorry...
       14. People who, for some reason, dislike me because I'm a vegetarian. Yeah, that makes sense... They should definitely hate me because I'm partaking in something that has NOTHING to do with them. Jerks...
       15. Condescending older folk. That old guy who makes you feel like you're three years old? The one who calls you 'sport' or 'kiddo' and all you can think about while he's talking to you is how far you could get a pair of scissors into his ear. @_@;; Maybe that's just me...
       16. People in general. Ew. D:

What are a few of YOUR PNI's?

    So I just finished watching My Neighbor Totoro on Veoh. I was surprised that it was so easy to find! It's only been a few seconds since it ended and the theme song is stuck in my head, now. Kind of sad, actually. Hahah.
    The ending brought a solitary tear to my eye. It was such an unexpected ending! I mean... I won't ruin it for you, but it kind of left things hanging. At least they found Mei. Oops, I guess I did fit one spoiler in there. Then again, it was a childrens' film, so I guess it was a given that she didn't die. I am, however, questioning it being a movie JUST for children...
    The cat-bus had testicles. It did. It really did. If you don't believe me, look for a sign that the cat-bus DOES have a gender when he is carrying Sasuki to find Mei on the power lines. When it jumps down to Mei, you can see... it's NO-NO's. I was like... wait.. wtf?! I had to pause for a minute just to make sure...
    All in all, I really loved this movie; and now I can finally say that I watched it! Totoro was so big, fluffy, and adorable. His mouth was probably his best feature, but I still love how he expresses his emotions (mostly happiness and being tired) through his eyes. His voice was tons of creepy, though. Haha.
    Wow, it was suchhhh a good movie! I have this weird, warm, and fuzzy feeling now... My bad mood from earlier has melted away and here I am! :P

    Oh, and I finally got the CPU moved to the desktop. Major improvement. The cords are all perfectly situated now and I'm happy! I think I'm going to watch another Studio Ghibli film... I just can't pick one yet... Maybe Princess Mononoke. My little emo friend, John, says that's his favorite movie of all time... maybe I should check it out. :P

    Ah, I feel happy~

    God, I am so pissed. It's like, all I want to do is settle into my evening and watch My Neighbor Totoro on Veoh. This would be a fantastic idea if it weren't for my intensely annoying family. My mother and father are watching National Lampoon's Vacation or something, and it's so damn loud. My dad can't hear anything, and he has to make corned beef hash, or whatever the hell it's called, and now the kitchen is overbearingly hot. I feel dirty, for some reason, and I'm guessing it's the sweat because I took a full shower today.
    The dog continues to bark at my mom, because he wants a treat. He always wants a treat.
    It's already past nine, and no one is asleep... I'm starting to become pissed off...
    My idea was to cope; to plug some headphones into the computer and watch my movie. This would be a golden idea if not for the god forsaken CPU being about a foot too far from my cranium. I can't stretch the headphones to it and I can't move the CPU. Not to mention, the night keeps stretching on and I can't seem to get rid of this damn head-ache which is ripping through my eye sockets.
   
    Tomorrow I am being forced to go to church. I really don't want to go. There are so many other things I'd rather do tomorrow; like sleep in. You see, I'm Agnostic... it's the tiniest bit hypocritical of me to be going to church when I don't think there's a god at all. It's not that I dislike the Christian religion (even if I don't like it much) it's more of me being completely unhappy with my parents trying to brainwash me into their ways of life.
    The church we're going to is a southern baptist church. That means... fire and brimstone. It's basically a watered down version of John Hagee. Good thing, though, as I can't stand John Hagee. He's.. loud, fat, and old!

    Now I'm ranting about churches... and that's not what I wanted to do! I just wanted to explain how annoying it can be to live in a tiny house with four other people up and awake... (Chelsea's friend is over for a second night, and I might die)

    I'm going to attempt to move the CPU. It might be a bad idea, being that the cords are mostly matted together and I can barely move the tiny internet box an inch... D:<

    I remember Kiki's Delivery Service as my very first anime; and I can remember that I didn't even know what anime was at the time. I was probably in first or second grade. I'd wager closer to first, though. I was amazed by the artwork and the cute characters that somehow stood high above the Disney characters many people love so much. Many of the usual movies made for the children of my generation (e.g. Lion King, Toy Story) were ironically lame, in my opinion. I found it ironic because, obviously, they became so popular...
    Movies from Studio Ghibli, however, have always held a special place in my heart. I love the art and I love the stories... Kiki's Delivery Service isn't my favorite, however. My favorite would have to be Spirited Away. I love that movie more than any other, actually. It was so amazingly put together, I can't explain how awesome it was the first time I saw it.
    I also enjoyed Howl's Moving Castle and The Castle in the Sky...
    Not sure if the latter is even a Studio Ghibli film, but I like it anyway. :P
    I think maybe Kiki's Delivery Service was my first taste of anime, and the film that first turned me into the anime/manga-lover I am today. If it weren't for the cutesy characters and amazing storylines of Hayao Miyazaki, I might be into shows that star ACTUAL people... how lame would THAT be? haha.

Now, I'm going to bed. I haven't accomplished ANYTHING today.
I was supposed to have my friend, Garrett, over to spend the night.
Didn't work out, so I'm alone!~

And I'm tired, it's freaking 3:25 in the morning... Good night~
 

So, this is my first attempt at DEATH NOTE SIMS. O:
I apologize for how... terrible these sims look. I understand that they in no way resemble their anime/manga counterparts...
I just... was incredibly excited to get STARTED. >:D

Too bad my pix are so small. D:<
DAMMIT. @_@;
I guess I can only show you my fantastic MisaxMatt pairing. So sad am I...
By the way, I do realize that Matt's hair... is teh suck. It will change once I obtain a better mesh, obviously.
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At first I was going to do the basic; Misa and Light. Soon, however, I decided...
Misa deserves a REAL man... someone who can keep her warm at night!
Light is too cold and evil~
So... she took the mailman in the background... Kehehe.
I jest...
But she did do away with Light...


So she hugged him goodbye...


Fixed her hair...


And took the stunning MATT as her mate!~
[Near and Mello came over, because they live basically next door]


Matt quickly pushed Misa away (after she so graciously offered him a hug) and found the piano.
Mello moved in for the kill immediately, shaking his groove thing to the off-beat tune of Matt's piano skills.


Near listened to Misa's story of how 'every cloud has a silver lining'.
She explained that Matt's silver lining is his body.
Mello continued to dance, trying as hard as he could to woo Matt.


In the end, however, Near took Mello in his arms... and they left together; obviously to go make love.
Near watched Misa walk behind them... [That's the yellow bump on Near's head]


So Misa took the piano...
[In retrospect, the piano was a bad idea...]


Mello actually came back later that day. Misa discussed the magic of collagen injections.
Matt was trying to decide whether or not he should take advantage of [the awkwardly nude] Mello or [the ridiculously naive] Misa.


As Mello continued to spread his legs more and more with each passing second, Matt somehow captured Misa's attention. He probably had something shiny...


Mello decided to leave, being that he was obviously not getting any sex...
As he departed, Matt and Misa broke into a slow dance without music.


Misa then expressed her obvious disgust towards lamps. Meanwhile, Matt undressed her with his eyes.
Soon thereafter he would give her a new hot-tub. One more fitting for their newfound love...


They immediately got into the new one...
And Matt explained that if he didn't get nookie soon, Misa would have to pack up and go.


Finally, Misa obliged him with some cuddling.
Things got pretty steamy... which isn't that surprising when you consider that they're in a vat of heated water...


I had to zoom out to get all the sexy in one photo...
The cuddling continued.


The evening continued in this fashion, and soon moved to the bedroom.
I'll spare you... that part...
[This is how the hot-tub looks when you stand in the street]
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Eh, I have a couple NearxMello pictures I feel like sharing...
Just a couple, and they suck. x_x;;


Mello and Near moved into a big house. The first floor has the basic stuff...
The second floor has Near's secret room* for his attempts at capturing Light!
[*This room includes a computer, a bookshelf, toys, and another computer for Halle when I make her]


Near practiced chess as Mello danced to salsa music.
These were the first things to occur in the NearxMello house...


The dancing and chess practicing continued...


And, this is Near in his secret room... the room where he studies Kira with [the uncreated] Halle Lidner...
He also plays with toys in here... and watches television.
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This was my first experience with Death Note Sims. :P
I am already enjoying myself! >:D

Tomorrow;
LightxL
Mikami is born (into an adult, obviously)
Halle is born (also into an adult)
DRAMA ENSUES!!!~

Oh, and I want to thank melindabbytoast and blackwhite_rain for their help with obtaining the custom content...
Urm... Yeah~

kthxbai~ <3

RIGHT NOW I'M:

Feeling: Tired and useless to the world. Reading for hours on end is satisfying, but I don't get anything... done...
Wearing: A sweatshirt over a graphic-tee and fun gray pants... I'm a comfort dresser...
Wishing: Summer had been more fun.
Missing: Dyani and Carrie. Two of my friends who moved away this summer.
Thinking: How stupid the song; "Smoking in the Boys Room" is. I mean, god... wtf?
Wondering: Why this song actually made it to radio.
Raving About: Twilight series...
Ranting About: Gay classic rock songs...
Fangirling/Drooling Over: Haha, I don't fangirl over anything... but... probably Twilight... D:
Thankful For: Computers~
Planning: To go vegan on Tuesday! YAY. :D
Looking Forward To: Going vegan and going to school...
Dreading: Going to school. I know, I'm contradictory and awesome at the same time.
Wanting: To stop being a worthless lump.
Hoping: This school year will be better than my last.

    Sweet Jesus, I am so tired. ;o;
    You can't even begin to understand how dead I really am inside. It's like... crawling through a giant field of pillows after listening to a preacher     for ten minutes; unnervingly tiring. I almost have the will to die...

    I blame Stephanie Meyer. Crazy woman, writing such fantastic books with such interesting plot twists. >:[
    My mom recently bought me Breaking Dawn, the last book in the Twilight series. The moment I opened it up last night, around ten o'clock... I could tell I was growing a makeshift vagina--- at least until the book is finished. I decided I would grab two chocolate bars (because I'm fat) and a cup of orange-leaf lemon-grass hot tea (because I'm effeminate) before I started. That threw the time back a little. I settled into the first page of BD last night around ten thirty...
    Needless to say, I went to bed around 5:14 this morning, after laughing, crying, and gasping my way through three hundred or so pages of wonderfully written vampire love. I was surprised, though, at just how much sex happened. Lots of sex. And impregnation, btw. Oshit... I guess I should warn for spoilers. WARNING; SPOILERS!!!!!!!!!!11
    So anyway, I woke up today at... twelve, methinks? Yus, twelve. I woke up at twelve. (probably closer to one @_@;;)
    I took me a shower, fried up a boca burger, and settled into the book AGAIN. D:<
    Yus, I know!! Soon I will be a womannnn.

    I just recently broke away... just enough time to get on the computer and make sure my ties with civilization still held firmly. Myspace was still there, thank god. I don't know what I would do without it...
    I know that before I fall asleep again (despite my yawning as I type this...) I will have read another hundred or so pages in the trials of Bella and her friends, enemies, and family. Because, simply, I have nothing better to do. The storyline is so irresistible, so immensely addictive. It's like vampiric crack. .--.
   
    Anyway, I should be done soon. As it is I am on page four hundred and eighty-five. There are... seven hundred and some odd pages in it. I just don't want the magic to end, though! It's gunna be sad when I reach that page that says THE END in a sickeningly fancy font. Ugh. But, I'll soon be in school again, and more intriguing things will fill my time. Suckish, I have to admit, but I want school to start. I haven't accomplished anything noteworthy over the last three months and I need a little education here and there.

    So yeah, weee! :D

    So, in my daily internet browsing, I came across a website completely devoted to convincing people that global warming is a hoax. This website, which is apparently 'viewed daily by people who work for NASA, NOAA, EPA, the Senate, and the House', uses increasingly idiotic articles to convince its viewers that the world is not getting any less liveable.
    One such article, titled 'Eat a Kangaroo; Save the Planet' merely tells us that Australia's greenhouse gas output is largely affected by its livestock of cattle and sheep. Well, at least that's what I got out of the article. It does, however, give a suggestion as to how we can remedy this... by eating kangaroo instead of beef.
    First of all, let me just say.. wtf?
    If you're stooping so low as attempting to persuade people that global warming is fake, then why go so far as to offer ways to... counteract a 'fake' worldly ailment. It's kind of a contradiction to give someone a cure for Giant Unicorn-Shaped Tumor Syndrome (GUSTS) when you don't believe it exists, isn't it? The same applies here. They obviously have doubts themselves if they are using their cause against themselves.
    On their main page they explain that they offer anonymous posting and commenting, due to the fact that someone's teacher or boss might be an 'environmental chicken little'. I guess what they're implying is that when people who believe global warming is very much real, they also think that the sky is falling. I guess us realistic people could also be known as pessimists, or something to that effect.
    I just wonder what their deal is when it's obvious people should be nicer to the environment. Even if they DON'T think it's happening, isn't it good to recycle, pick up trash, and cut on fuel usage? I don't know, I just think that these anti-global-warming people should let people continue to do their 'green' thing to make the world healthier, even if it isn't getting hotter and hotter.
   

Brief explanation;
    Sometimes, my life is boring. As with most lives, there are days, weeks, and sometimes months where nothing of interest presents itself; therefore I have decided to also post opinionated blog entries. These will most likely appear on days where I'm either home alone with nothing to do or when a day of school has been just that, a day of school. They should help me keep motivated, and maybe push me to work harder once I realize they suck. :P

Art;
    I love art. It's one of those things anyone can do if they put enough effort forward, and I pride myself in being pretty good at it. It's something I don't spend enough time doing. Although I'm not a great artist myself, I know that I have a bit of talent which could definitely use some shaping. I mean, I can draw things in a style of art known as cartoon. Yeah, it's fun to look at, but I know I could do better.
    Sometimes I can spend hours on DeviantArt, just browsing and taking in all of the artwork people have uploaded. It's fun to notice how many people are talented, and how many people are working hard on their pieces. There are so many different colors, styles, and mediums of art that I can't choose my favorite.
    One thing I don't like, however, is when someone captures art; when someone puts a label on what art should be. There's an art teacher, at my school, who thinks art is only art when it portrays something real. I remember taking his class last year and thinking; this guy's an idiot. He made us draw in perspectives, and he made us create real things out of paper mache. It became boring and I could never really get... into it.
    I don't really know what I want to do with my life yet. I'm just trying to get through high school at this point. There's nothing really bright in my future as of yet. If I try hard enough, I could make art my future, I suppose. I just don't want to be one of those people who get up, go to work, come home, go to bed... and repeat. It's sad that people waste their lives like that.
    Being that I'm agnostic, I don't want to waste even a day at a job I don't enjoy. With art I could explore new ideas and create things; it would be the job I didn't mind having, one I could control. That's a goal of mine, to have a life worth living. I don't want to fall into the economic trap of a 'normal' career.
    In any case, art is something worth exploring. Not many people have the chance to enjoy or create works of art, even though many of them could if they tried hard enough. Art can change peoples' emotions, thoughts, and opinions. It can turn someone against something, or towards something. It can decide things for people.

Looking forward to;
    Bonfire party tonight. I'm sure I'll have plenty of pictures and a lengthy post about how it all went down. It's supposed to be a going-away party for Carrie, because she's abandoning us all. D:
    I hope people don't expect presents for this kind of thing...

    It's been a while since I blogged. Sometimes I have this extremely interesting day, and I'm like 'I have to write about this, I just have to". Then, when I'm booting up the computer, I suddenly remember that I haven't checked my myspace in a while, or that I should log onto my facebook and see if I got any messages. Before I know it the day is over and I haven't written a single thing. Nothing. It's kind of depressing, especially when it's one of those days you want to remember forever.
    Alas, I have found a solution; LiveJournal. I created this account to help me with blogging, writing, and to make friends. I want to expand my writing skills, and I know that having my own blog will help! I just need to make sure I post something roughly every other day. A good blog is punctual, I hear, so I'll try to make mine fit that mold.
    Naming, however, I suck at. I spent all of last night just trying to think of a name for my blog... Something I could easily remember and tell people about; something that went hand in hand with what I write about. I decided that most of my life is me feeling sorry for myself, so I named it 'Neverending Angst', or NA for short.
    Hopefully NA will allow me to share my experiences with people. Maybe it will allow me to make friends and long lasting relationships with people who share my views and experiences. I think it's a fantastic idea for people to record things that are special to them, and I know that sharing is caring; so I hope I can successfully combine the two into some form of readable content. Let's just hope I don't fizzle out and stop writing, as I've been known for in the past.

    The good thing about writing is... it can go anywhere. It doesn't have to fit anyone's standards, as long as I enjoy it. If I find my writing to be witty and smart, I don't give a damn what you think about it. The opportunity to share my work, though, is overbearing, so of course I want feedback, support, and even the occasional debate.
    So sit back and let me explain to you my life. My boring, teenage life.