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]]> ~Shasaa http://Shasaa.deviantart.com/journal/11641649/ http://Shasaa.deviantart.com/journal/11641649/ Wed, 31 Jan 2007 22:12:56 PST
I have gotten a serious case of writers block lately, and it is pissing me off. All I've written lately has seemed as if it's been forced, and it has. I guess I can only write when I'm really angry or sad. I hope it goes away really soon, I really want to get back to writing to show you guys how I'm doing.

Well, that's all for now, bye.

]]> ~Shasaa http://Shasaa.deviantart.com/journal/11267183/ http://Shasaa.deviantart.com/journal/11267183/ Sun, 31 Dec 2006 23:32:33 PST
I'll get to writing really soon, I promise. I've been preoccupied with child duties, school, work, and games. I promise you all (that look forward to reading my stuff) that I've gotten better.

]]> ~Shasaa http://Shasaa.deviantart.com/journal/10942030/ http://Shasaa.deviantart.com/journal/10942030/ Sun, 03 Dec 2006 21:25:16 PST
I have been accused of being emo...oh no! I've been told I think emo, write emo, dress emo, acting emo all around...I GOT FUCKING PISSED!! So now I dress normal...punk-ish...gothic-ish.

Tight Hello Kitty shirt my sister got me (though I still don't know why), Pants that weigh 25 pounds because of chains,
Some Vans shoes,
Long black hair,
Top hat,
Skull cane (on occasion).

I tried to think differently, too. It's hard to think differently so I tried to look at life in a new light. I am getting happier as every day passes, we'll just have to see how my writing comes out NOW!

IT'S GREAT TO BE BACK!

]]> ~Shasaa http://Shasaa.deviantart.com/journal/10022724/ http://Shasaa.deviantart.com/journal/10022724/ Sat, 09 Sep 2006 19:37:53 PDT
I got girl pants. They're quite comfortable, actually. They kinda stretch for my, er, bulging area, I'll call it. They feel soft, you know. But I have to fix the back pockets cuz they're kinda girlish (girl pants, duh). All I'm sayin' is that they're nice...I'm not gay...I'm still straight, I still got my girlfriend, just to clarify...

Moving on! Marilyn Manson still rules. And that is why I shall see Phantasmagoria the instant it hits theaters! Praise Manson and his godly input upon this world! I just must go to one of his concerts though, damn John 5 had to leave though. I hear they put naked women on stage occasionaly...

Life HAS been boring but it's getting more lively as this weekend comes to a close! It's amazing how I don't like weekends, the reason some people can stand them eludes me. THEY SUCK.

I shall write some more, buy a scanner in years to come and then maybe I'll put something up other than words.

See you all, you have had better enjoyed this...kidding...just comment... ]]> ~Shasaa http://Shasaa.deviantart.com/journal/9602394/ http://Shasaa.deviantart.com/journal/9602394/ Fri, 04 Aug 2006 21:04:21 PDT Mood: To kick ass
Listening to: Lunchbox (Next Motherfucker) - Marilyn Manson
Reading: The Legacy
Watching: Underworld

Last journal as a subscriber, godammit motherfucker!! So...what shits been goin' on...hmmm...hard to say as I've been still bored as hell. But now I'm playing God of War, Kratos kicks ass. I need more watchers! If you read this, tell other people about me ( Joseph, I've gotten past the hooker/pimp thing). Plus I'm bored. But I've got me lunchbox and I'm gonna be the next motherfucker!

"Child of the Occult" is coming along famously, I just have to make some changes...and add to it. It's gonna be a long one! All you old people get your readin' glasses cuz the world (my world that is) famous Shasaa is gonna post another prose! Yeah, beyotch!!

I wanna grow up, I wanna be a big rock and roll star, I wanna grow up, I wanna be, so no one fucks with me!

That's what I call a Manson Moment...^^

Nothin' else really to say except that I'm still rollin' out my "open" and so called "horror" poetry, I just have to find the time to post them.

]]> ~Shasaa http://Shasaa.deviantart.com/journal/9529283/ http://Shasaa.deviantart.com/journal/9529283/ Sat, 29 Jul 2006 01:54:04 PDT
Mood: Mmmm...cake
Listening to: The Fall of Troy
Reading: The Quillan Games
Watching: The Lost Boys

So, to keep you people up to date, I have created yet another amazingly short journal. And yes, I got a free present type membership to DevART! Now I can boast.

Well, I have given up on two of my earlier assigments I gave to myself. The poem and the gladiator prose, I started out great but it kept getting shittier and shittier, so I said "screw this!" and ripped 'em up. But the prose that was originally untitled, I haven't given up on. It will be called "Child of the Occult" and it will be about the kid in my earliest prose. Wish me luck on it!

Life is great, life is great...I am playing a great game, though the creator didn't give much thought to the characters. Angelo looks exactly like Trunks!! If you didn't get that, look up Dragon Quest VIII: Journey of the Cursed King and look at Dragon Ball Z, see a similarity!?

I have been watching a lot of Robot Chicken lately, an awesome show. Action figures that move. Squirtle says fuck! Only they bleep it, so damn! Seth Green may be short but he's brilliant.

I will be, possibly, rapid posting many poems. I got some free time on my hands and I'm bored as hell, even with all the watching tv and gaming. I'm bored as fucking hell. You hear that!?!? BORED AS FUCKING HELL, AND THAT'S SAYING SOMETHING!! More ideas, please? I really need some, being bored doesn't mean I can think at the same time. I'm a bad multi-tasker, shall we keep it at that?

I will not use scraps, I have nothing to put in there for 1 reason, all my sucky stuff goes in the recylcling bin and turned into your precious drawing paper that's so hard to pull Joseph Tran away from, apparently. Thank me, Joey! You better or YY will die by the hand of almighty Drizzt, you bastard! Haha, I mocked him openly, TAKE THAT JOSEPH!

I'm sorry Wolfy for all my retarded and unintelligent comments on your poetry, I may right it, but I can't praise it. And I always don't want to just say "oooh, ahhh" like some mentally challenged idiot (sorry again, Joseph) that can't tell left from right (oops, I may have spoke to soon, SORRY JOEY).

I have started drawing again...1 problem, no scanner. So this really sucks. Even though my drawings would end up in scraps, they are still really goodfor a artistically challenged old man that has to wear daipers (sorry Joey, I'll stop it now). I make mock imitations of things I see off TV that could easily be made fun of, I draw stuff like that, and boom, I'm up and posting like a madman (that was the last one, Joey, I promise).

If you are getting even moderate laughs from this, good. They are mostly all at Mr. (or Mrs.) Tran's expense. Thanks for reading. I will have at least one more journal as a subscriber, so look out for it.

Looks like it didn't turn out so short, good for me, I actually filled you in completely for once! Remember to comment those ideas for me, I might even thank you in the description.

Shasaa out! ]]> ~Shasaa http://Shasaa.deviantart.com/journal/9405523/ http://Shasaa.deviantart.com/journal/9405523/ Mon, 17 Jul 2006 12:43:00 PDT
I've learned my income will let me buy my laptop in a couple of years...yipee...I have a shitty income. I feel like a slave that gets paid in minutes of sleep and food!! Hopefully I'll get a raise some time and I can get it sooner. It's an Alienware Area-51, it comes with all this crap that a normal person doesn't need, but a gamer such as me...does need. GeForce!!!

I've had to work so I haven't been able to write "on-track", meaning I can't write what I originally planned. I'm writing free verse poetry so I don't have to think of clever rhyme or structure. Just plain, simple, raw writing. I am in fact trying my hand in some horror writing, may not be suitable for young children, but who cares? Vivid detail is good, right?

I am learning a new instrument other than my traditional orchestra tuba I played to get a scholarship and away from my guitar, which I don't really bother to play anymore, it is still broken...Anyways! I am learning to play a trombone, I've been thinking of joining one of those local jazz bands.

I'll leave you with this, a song from my favourite british band...


"We Better Learn To Hotwire A Uterus" by The Fall of Troy

Saliva swapping tonsil hockey trollop,
(A misconstructed vivacious sedative.)
Accompanied by operatic coitus,
Accompanied by mal de mer,
(And a jaded disposition...)

Raise the stakes on this!
Now's the perfect time,
Eat crow and liberate your mind.
Oh why do we live? Oh where do we live?
This is a contraceptive,
(This is not accepted where we live...)

Just a piece on the assembly line floor...

Put your hands in the air
A macabre companionship,
Porcelain crusted shards...
Is this how it ends? Was this all pretend!?
Put your hands where I can see em. ]]> ~Shasaa http://Shasaa.deviantart.com/journal/9287480/ http://Shasaa.deviantart.com/journal/9287480/ Thu, 06 Jul 2006 00:35:40 PDT
I have been listening to The Offspring, I own every one of their CD's, they are awesome. They are fuckin' kick ass!! And so is The Fall of Troy, but I'll talk about my obsession for them next journal.



"Bad Habit" by The Offspring

Hey man you know I'm really okay
The gun in my hand will tell you the same
But when I'm in my car
Don't give me no crap
Cause the slightest thing and I just might snap

When I go driving I stay in my lane
But getting cut off it makes me insane
I open the glove box
Reach inside
I'm gonna wreck this fucker's ride

I guess I got a bad habit
Of blowin' away (Yeah, Yeah)
I got a bad habit (Yeah, Yeah)
And it ain't goin' away (Yeah, Yeah)
Yeah (Yeah, Yeah)
Yeah (Yeah, Yeah)

Well they say the road is a dangerous place
If you flip me off I'll get in your face
If you drive on my ass
Your foot's on the gas
And your next breath is your last

I guess I got a bad habit
Of blowin' away (Yeah, Yeah)
I got a bad habit (Yeah, Yeah)
And it ain't goin' away (Yeah, Yeah)
Yeah (Yeah, Yeah)
Yeah (Yeah, Yeah)

Drivers are rude
Such attitudes
But when I show my piece
Complaints cease
Something's odd
I feel like I'm god
You stupid dumbshit goddam motherfucker!

I guess I got a bad habit
Of blowin' away (Yeah, Yeah)
I got a bad habit (Yeah, Yeah)
And it ain't goin' away (Yeah, Yeah)
Yeah (Yeah, Yeah)
Yeah (Yeah, Yeah) ]]> ~Shasaa http://Shasaa.deviantart.com/journal/9151159/ http://Shasaa.deviantart.com/journal/9151159/ Thu, 22 Jun 2006 17:51:38 PDT
I have started a poem titled "Tale of the Man from Roc"
My poems have been torn to peices by my son, I don't blame him, they sucked anyway (he just beat me to it).
My roommate is finally gone but my friend still hasn't arrived for an unknown reason, she won't talk to me.
I stabbed myself when I was cooking, on accident.
I have NOT found a job yet.
I have been listening to a lot more Marilyn Manson songs lately.


I feel like this song below...by Marilyn Manson


"Lamb Of God"

There was Christ in the metal shell
there was blood on the pavement
The camera will make you god
that's how Jack became sainted

If you die when there's no one watching
and your ratings drop and you're forgotten
if they kill you on their TV
you're a martyr and a lamb of god
nothing's going to change
nothing's going to change the world

There was Lennon and a happy gun
There were words on the pavement
we were looking for the lamb of god
we were looking for Mark David

If you die when there's no one watching
and your ratings drop and you're forgotten
if they kill you on their TV
you're a martyr and a lamb of god

Nothing's going to change the world
nothing's going to change
Nothing's going to change the world
nothing's going to change
the world

it took three days for him to die
the born again could buy the serial rights
lamb of god have mercy on us
lamb of god won't you grant us

Nothing's going to change the world
nothing's going to change
Nothing's going to change the world
nothing's going to change
the world

If you die when there's no one watching
and your ratings drop and you're forgotten
if they kill you on their TV
you're a martyr and a lamb of god
nothing's going to change the world ]]> ~Shasaa http://Shasaa.deviantart.com/journal/8991230/ http://Shasaa.deviantart.com/journal/8991230/ Tue, 06 Jun 2006 17:06:05 PDT
Just tell me any ideas that might help me write more, nothing sissy like bunnies please...I would make them die...horribly! I'll have to write something about the 06-06-06 day though...

Anyways! I'll appreciate any help you can give me! By the way...it is so hard switching time zones!!!! ]]> ~Shasaa http://Shasaa.deviantart.com/journal/8925047/ http://Shasaa.deviantart.com/journal/8925047/ Tue, 30 May 2006 21:30:05 PDT
On Memorial Day I got stoned and drunk. I went to see my mum and dad and my dead betrothed, also my friend's grave. It's just so hard not to get all teary around graves that remind you of the deepest pain. I just went to my room, drank, smoked, "slept".

I am now in England!! I am now with people who share my liking for tea, hehe...it's awesome and I don't even look like a tourist! My mum was mainly british and I take after her most, they say. An apartment ...just me and my son...and a HOT roommate!!

My laptop also crashes...I had to completely restore it...it sucks!!


*MATURE*

One of my friends, she plays drums. I'm fairly attracted to her, I admit it. But on my last day in America, I probably had sex with her 5 times...maybe 6. I just have to share this, I don't know why, I just do. I mightm love her, I really don't know. She'll be in England in like a month, my roommate will be gone by then (moving to AMERICA) and she'll move in. Her band-name is Kitty, her real name is Noel. She was my wife's friend.

I feel odd...but I also feel GOOD!!! I HAD to share that with you, sorry if it disturbed you.

*END MATURE* ]]> ~Shasaa http://Shasaa.deviantart.com/journal/8887435/ http://Shasaa.deviantart.com/journal/8887435/ Fri, 26 May 2006 20:43:05 PDT
Well, I got in a fight with a friend of mine and bloodied my knuckles, almost broke 'em. All I did was shove him against the wall and punch right next to his face, like a kind of warning shot. I hit brick and it took away some of my skin on my knuckles.

I actually enjoy fighting, I never get caught and I always win. My school has this old abandoned warhouse right behind it, we all made a little arena there. I have fought there so many times I can't even remember the first time. I have taken on up to eight people at one time in that little arena. Anything goes, it's a fucking battle royale.

I have played D&D a whole ton more since I have started actually feeling up to it. I have a elven lesbian, she is a kick-ass fighter, level 5 already! My sister uses her human brute, an old Swordsorcerer/fighter, while my sister's girlfriend uses a pretty half-elf rouge. My friend (the one I didn't fight) and my other friend (another one I didn't fight) both use these tribal-like pale-drows, twins, both markswomen, one of 'em shot one of my old characters right in the side of the head.

Games bore me and I yet to get a scanner for my art, not to mention my camera broke in half...literally. I have been in a good mood except after I fought my friend. Listening to "Alice in Chains: Greatest Hits" and "Korn: On the Other Side". My contacts have all ripped (goddammit!) and I am moving to England sooner than I thought, next week!

Shasaa of the Water ]]> ~Shasaa http://Shasaa.deviantart.com/journal/8801993/ http://Shasaa.deviantart.com/journal/8801993/ Wed, 17 May 2006 20:03:48 PDT
1) I am STILL writing poetry and composing my various pieces of music, but I soon hope to be able to send in something other than writing. SOON!

2) I am also very proud to announce my son's fourth birthday, it's 2 days away. He's very big now, lookin' like me; mothers eyes, beautiful eyes.

3) I'm taking a vacation to a place I'm soon moving to, for college...England! The place of my birth and the single greatest place in europe!

4) I am also back to being involved with my girlfriend and my family. The light that shows me my path. And by family I mean my sister and my friends...I don't give a crap about my brother or foster parents, hate them, always will.

5) My drawing skills are improving from my various scratches on the wall to a mural on my wall, somethin' between fantasy and griffiti. It's awesome.

6) I'm having my friend Kitty add to my tatoos so they extend from the existing ones on my back and shoulders/forearms to my chest and splotches on my legs. It's gonna be painful like last time!

Good times!!! ]]> ~Shasaa http://Shasaa.deviantart.com/journal/8790142/ http://Shasaa.deviantart.com/journal/8790142/ Tue, 16 May 2006 16:00:50 PDT
Well, my best friend just died. Somebody tackled him and broke his neck which, in turn, a bone from his spine stabbed through his neck. He suffocated, he was gonna die from bleeding anyway, but his own body killed him in the end.

If you don't see me on devART for the next few days, you know I'll be in some jail or clinic for killing my friends killer. Goodbye and shity wishes. ]]> ~Shasaa http://Shasaa.deviantart.com/journal/8781894/ http://Shasaa.deviantart.com/journal/8781894/ Mon, 15 May 2006 18:47:01 PDT
I fear that it is nearing the time when something bad must happen to me or someone close, I can feel it. Dread, fear, anger, sadness, the mixed emotions of a madman. What will happen next?? Shit... ]]> ~Shasaa http://Shasaa.deviantart.com/journal/8724057/ http://Shasaa.deviantart.com/journal/8724057/ Tue, 09 May 2006 18:43:16 PDT


I lived in England til' I was 3 years old, then my family moved to America, to start some new life my parents wanted. My mom then cheated on my dad and gave birth to my completely American sister, Karen. Then, 2 years later, on my birthday, my parents were slaughtered, literally, my mom was in 6 peices and my dad had no head; us kids were at my aunts house, we were safe.

The instant my brother was old enough to move out, away from these abusive foster parents, he bolted. I was 8 when he left, leaving me and Karen to fend for ourselves against our fosters.

When I was 13 years old, I fell in love with this beautiful young girl, me, being so well-loved in my school, was invited to the next party. Beers, drugs, the works. I brought her along and we ended up getting so drunk I got her pregnant (I was surprised she did get pregnant, a 13-year-old!). 9 months later she died from giving birth to a boy, my son Trevor.

Over the years, I made a name for myself through my fighting style and my morbid personality. I kept my friend since my early childhood, 2 girls and a guy. Duff, Kari, and Kitty. We made a band a while back just to have some fun, no thoughts or dreams of fame or fortune, just plain fun. We are the Bloody Tears.



That is my life story, I just seem to attract bad things. 3 of the closest deaths anyone could ever have, thank you for reading... ]]> ~Shasaa http://Shasaa.deviantart.com/journal/8685516/ http://Shasaa.deviantart.com/journal/8685516/ Fri, 05 May 2006 20:11:08 PDT ~Shasaa