Alrighty! I found my link to get my artistic juices flowing!
Psychobilly music!
I'm gonna start working on tattoo like art... who knows, maybe i can get Tone to help me make a future out of it.
Look for some updated shitz soon.
First off, i gotta work on my 777 tattoo. as cliche as it sounds... 7 is my lucky number. i mean, hell! I get to LEGALLY drink in this damn country starting on 7/7/7 (and the irony, 7x3=21)
I'm weird I know...
ANYwho thinkin about a die (as in singular of dice) with 3 panels showing with 7, seven, and :::.
Guess u guys'll see soon... as long as my scanner doesnt crap out on me again.
hugs to all
peace out

Mood: too skitzo
Listening to: All Mine- Portishead
Reading: Hunchback of Notre Dame

you never really know how much of yourself you hide from other people until:
A) you can't write most of what you are currently thinking about in a public journal
B) you have a brief lasp into insanity in which you feel like you never met the person you're closest to
C) you realize all the things you hide from yourself

I'm keeping up and passing all my classes... except art history, cause I don't feel like reading 60 pages of randomly formated crap and try and take a test on it. a test in which they ask you to fill in the blank of a sentence on a topic the covered in 2 sentences in a huge small print book.
I mean that fucking book sounds like something i would write.... and most of the time i can't keep up with myself let alone remember what i was talking about an hour ago.

Rows of houses all bearing down on me
I can feel their blue hands touching me
All these things into position
All these things we'll one day swallow whole
And fade out again and fade out

This machine will not communicate
These thoughts and the strain I am under
Be a world child, form a circle
Before we all go under
And fade out again and fade out again

Cracked eggs, dead birds
Scream as they fight for life
I can feel death, can see it's beady eyes
All these things into position
All these things we'll one day swallow whole
And fade out again and fade out again

Immerse your soul in love
Immerse your soul in love.

happy fucking valentines day... someone shoot me... im in bumbfuck, pa!!!!

I have a job now... woohoo.
I work at the office of my online school. Which is an hour and a half commute from were I live. 10 bucks an hour, minimum of 16 hours a week.... it's a good job. The 2 guys I work with are hysterical. They somtimes give me "hoohoo" in my coffee... which is either Bailey's or Kaluha.... !!!
I don't have a boyfriend.
Not that I can say thats a bad thing...
I wanna get my own place soon.
I wanna go see Marzi in Ukraine.
I gotta get paid more.
ANYwho.... I've been working on a bunch of new stuff.
It's all been Xmas presents to other peeps, so I have to track them down, tell them to lend me the pics so I can scan them... and then show off my crappy work.
weeeeeeeeeeeee!!!!!!!!!!!!!
I'm gonna go drag my ass to work now.
hugs
byebye

ok, well i guess i asked for too much chaos...
lifes been too fucked up for me to do much artisticly.
ill make it up.
my friend, maria, from ukraine, is leaving today... it wasnt too bad a summer... we didnt hang out as much as i liked... but these things happen.
but guess what!
i got a boyfriend!
woohoo...
things are going pretty good.
other than the chaos that came along with a new guy, but it seems to be subsiding now.
well i gotta lite another clove and check out something
more later i promise..
loves and hugs to all.

I need more chaos in my life. everythings so dull and boring.
something needs to explode... in my general area.
"I wanna make a mess, I wanna grow up stressed"
I hate that song, but thats a good line...
er, ANYways
what I REALLY NEED SOMEONE WHO CAN COLOUR IN DRAWN PICS WITH PHOTOSHOP!... or anything really. I want the drawn pics I have to look better than the crappy scans they are now. so anyone, please HELP!!!
it would even be cool if i could learn how... but that takes so much time, and who has that nowadays?... obviously people who aren't as lazy as I.
Anyways, more pics up later today.
buh bye