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17/02/2009

Ok, seeing as I'm way into the wonderful world of DESIGN AND PROGRAMMING, I decided everyday, I shall design a new random logo. Why? Because I can, damn you! And it looks good on a portfolio

That being said, the logos I create may not be used for personal gain and I will HUNT YOU DOWN if you steal them. Ain't kidding here, buddy.

News about me? Huh. Uhm... I ate a muffin earlier. Twas great. And nummy. As it should be.

... yes.

I realized that working full time during the week lets me have my afternoons off, and my weekends free. However pleasant that may be, the people I usually "hang out with" (loosely meaning crashing at their place making an idiot of ourselves and playing video games to forget) tend to have school. And work during the weekend. What a silly concept that.

Also working in front of a computer all day is not depressing, but it does push me away from my own PC of late. Which, ironically, is not all that bad. Yay!

*Pauses to add a witty overflow CSS tag to his "Previous journal's" CSS*

Awesome.

What about YOU!? THE READER! YES YOU *poke*! What of you?! What are YOU doing of late? TELL ME >.>!


23/08/2008

Wait... what?

Ok, so I found an old tape (YES! AS IN VHS) of a movie I used to love: Animaniacs.

It got me thinking, why was the cartoon discontinued? I mean, it's actual comedy (well, compared to what comedy is helping THIS generation grow up), and it's amazingly funny for all ages!

Or maybe I'm just a kid at heart?

I'm trying to find the episodes on amazon right now

06/08/2008

Ok, I grew up. I just needed to vent...
Thanks to everybody that helped me out. I truly appreciate it.



04/08/2008

I hate to do a whole list of things going wrong in my life, a truly do. But I can't really talk to anyone I know without looking like a bloody jerk, or just too simply pitiful. Sadly, I'm way too proud to do so.

Let's begin, shall we?

First off...

My grand-father, who has been the closest person I've been too in my family, had been diagnosed with lung cancer 2 weeks ago. The news was harsh, most of the family took it badly, and I learned to cope with it. We were to find out if the chemotherapy was working.

Late last week, he turned ill. Badly ill. Chemotherapy has an effect on the immune system, and he managed to get pneumonia. It's an infection that has been filling his lung with secretion, and making breathing real tough. So no more treatment for the chemotherapy. He's gotta fight the infection on his own, at the hospital. His lungs aren't bringing enough air to his brain, which makes him come and go out of consciousness and he gets loss of memory. Forgot who I was, too.

The likelihood of him making it through this is slim to none, and we don't even care about the cancer anymore. He's lying in bed, while I'm off wasting my time on random stuff. I could be by his side. I just can't force myself to face him. I'm the one who used to reassure him that everything would be ok. I just can't do that anymore.

Second...

Work has been irritating. Between working in job 1, and in job 2, and the above and more situations, my stress has been through the roof. I find myself sleeping ungodly hours, getting mood swings that most people are realizing of late, and getting pissed at people who just don't deserve it.

Life could be so much better. I miss simpler times, so much, so very very much...

Third...

I mentioned at the start my pride, the fact that I can't say anything to anyone. And that has been a problem affecting me for a very long time, years it seems.


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