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Anyways.

HERE:



]]> ~nightmaretears http://nightmaretears.deviantart.com/journal/22706646/ http://nightmaretears.deviantart.com/journal/22706646/ Wed, 21 Jan 2009 03:05:08 PST Then a had a bad day.
Then I had an extremely bad evening, in which much crying was involved.
Then I slept.
Then I woke up.
Then I dealt with a difficult dilemma...
...which turned out to be not so difficult as I thought it was.
My day improved from that point onward.

The important aspects of the recent past. In a nutshell.

]]> ~nightmaretears http://nightmaretears.deviantart.com/journal/22518890/ http://nightmaretears.deviantart.com/journal/22518890/ Sun, 11 Jan 2009 05:46:27 PST
]]> ~nightmaretears http://nightmaretears.deviantart.com/journal/22317504/ http://nightmaretears.deviantart.com/journal/22317504/ Wed, 31 Dec 2008 21:49:57 PST JANUARY 1: Gogol Bordello - Start Wearing Purple

Start wearing purple wearing purple
Start wearing purple for me now
All your sanity and wits they will all vanish
I promise, it's just a matter of time...

So yeah, ha

Start wearing purple wearing purple (da da da da da)
Start wearing purple for me now
All your sanity and wits they will all vanish
I promise, it's just a matter of time...

I've known you since you were a twenty, and I was twenty,
And thought that some years from now
A purple little little lady will be perfect
For dirty old and useless clown...

So yeah, ha

Start wearing purple wearing purple (da da da da da)
Start wearing purple for me now
All your sanity and wits they will all vanish
I promise, it's just a matter of time...

So yeah, I know it all from Diogenes to the Foucault
from Lozgechkin to Passepartout
I ja kljanus obossav dva paltza - chto ty!
shto muzyka poshla ot "zvukov moo"

Start wearing purple wearing purple (da da da da da)
Start wearing purple for me now

Start wearing purple for me now!

All your sanity and wits they will all vanish
I promise, it's just a matter of time...

So Vio-Vio-Violetta! Etta! Va-va-va-vaja dama ti moja!
Eh podayte nam karetu, vot etu, i mi poedem k ebenjam!

So yeah, ah start wearing purple wearing purple
Start wearing purple for me now
All your sanity and wits, they will all vanish
I promise, it's just a matter of time!...

[link]

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]]> ~nightmaretears http://nightmaretears.deviantart.com/journal/21875002/ http://nightmaretears.deviantart.com/journal/21875002/ Mon, 08 Dec 2008 00:49:33 PST Someday I will buy them. Both of them.
Then I will love them forever.

...In other news, for no immediately obvious reason I've been feeling...rather depressed, really. I don't know if I'm lonely or sick or just plain 'n simple unstable.

Speaking of being lonely - Mary, I'm almost done with my take on the dormant Lonliness Longface. I'm also in the process of (re)drawing her in an active state. This time I'll do it in a longface-ish style, rather than the my-greatest-fear-embodied-ish style it was in originally. So...yeah. I'll either post 'em up when I'm done or just email them to you.

A brief message for all of my nearest and dearest in Vegas:
Love you all.
Miss you all.
DESPERATELY need to call you all.

Have a wonderful morning/afternoon/evening/day/night/life.

]]> ~nightmaretears http://nightmaretears.deviantart.com/journal/21686848/ http://nightmaretears.deviantart.com/journal/21686848/ Wed, 26 Nov 2008 18:57:03 PST Starting with this:

I adore him. I freaking adore him. He's amazing and fantastic and brilliant and I just adore him. Really do.

Onto specifics.

I'll start with what he's not.

For one thing, he's nothing that Cameron is. He's not a pervert, he's not into anime and manga at all (unlike Cam, who was into it to the point of obsession and exclusion of reality), he's not all that into video games (Cam was ALSO into these to the point of obsession and exclusion of reality), he doesn't refuse to read books I recommend, he doesn't belittle me, he doesn't talk over me when I try to speak, he doesn't dump all of his bad feelings onto me and expect some physical satisfaction afterwards, he doesn't disregard what I have to say, he doesn't pose obscure arguments and expect them to actually fucking stand up, he doesn't refuse to admit he's wrong about anything, he doesn't relish in his own goodness...

What he is:

He's into music (GOOD music, not fucking anime soundtracks), he's into art (that doesn't come mass-produced from Japan in cheap little books), he's into theatre and he's incredible at it, he writes, he reads, he respects me, he encourages me to talk and he LISTENS, for a change. I can win an argument with him because he can SEE when he's been rationally proven wrong. He's modest to an extreme - when I tell him how wonderful and incredible and amazing he is, he either refuses to accept any of it or squirms and tells me I just shouldn't...shouldn't...neh. The relationship goes at MY speed rather than whatever speed he can push me into. If I were to tell him I wanted a little space, I know he would give it to me. He's sweet and cute and barely lets me pay for anything ever. He's full of ideas. He's inspiring.

He's basically everything I ever needed in a guy.
Everything that Cameron never was.
And he's nothing like Cam.
Nothing like him at all.

I think all you LVA people would like him. I know I do.

]]> ~nightmaretears http://nightmaretears.deviantart.com/journal/21640949/ http://nightmaretears.deviantart.com/journal/21640949/ Mon, 24 Nov 2008 01:34:35 PST
And it doesn't make any sense at all, because you're surrounded by friends, and the sky is bright and blue, and you feel like you did well on that test last period, but still. Still. You maybe feel a little bit ignored, and maybe the sky could be just a little bit bluer, and maybe you didn't do as well on that test as you think you did.

Ever have one of those days?

...God, I feel like I'm bitching. And I am. But I don't do it very often, so...No. No, no no no no. I don't have an excuse to do it ever, really, do I?

Well, Cam, I had a less-than-happy day. Hope you're pleased.

]]> ~nightmaretears http://nightmaretears.deviantart.com/journal/21511458/ http://nightmaretears.deviantart.com/journal/21511458/ Sun, 16 Nov 2008 02:35:39 PST
I'm in another play-thingy. The whole event is called Paradox, and it's basically a series of short, unrelated plays, most of them student-directed. I'm in one called Heartfelt, playing a character by the name Eve II. I'm the voice in someone's head. Exciting, yes?

ANYWHO.

I'm sick. Bleh. My throat hurts and I've been having an unusual number of sudden and piercing headaches and I just CAN'T stop sneezing and it's just...bleh.

BUT! On the bright side: I have someone to snuggle me better. Someone who is OHMAIGAWDAMAZING. I'm still looking on in disbelief, wondering how on earth it came to be. I mean, boy is an ARTIST. In all aspects of his life, practically. Kind of inspiring. Kind of love it. And he's just so sweet and cute and I just ADORE him! Like, really, really DO. And he's so freaking MODEST about EVERYTHING. (Well, not EVERYTHING. He will acknowledge the fact he looks good in a suit. DAMN good in a suit.) Absolutely can't take a compliment. Kind of sweet. Kind of love him, like, REALLY.

Okay. Okay. I'll stop now. I know you're tired of hearing about it. Sorry, guys. Sorry.

...Life is so fabulous right now. So, SO fabulous.
Happymuch. Happy happy happyyyyyyyyyy............

]]> ~nightmaretears http://nightmaretears.deviantart.com/journal/21332666/ http://nightmaretears.deviantart.com/journal/21332666/ Wed, 05 Nov 2008 02:48:09 PST
More good news: OBAMA WON. YESSSSSS. Obama rocks. Obama is PRESIDENT. Yay Obama. Yay yay yay. Obama. Obama. Obamaobamaobamaobama. OOOOOH-BAAAAAH-MAAAAAH. Obama. Obamamamamamamaaaaobama. Yes. President Obama. Yay.

The best news: I have a boyfriend. He's wonderful. I think you guys would like him - he reminds me a lot of LVA, all musical and theatrical and artistic and whatnots. He's also very sweet. And (bonus) boy knows how to DRESS. Love it. He's great.

Anyways.

Miss you all. Love you all.

]]> ~nightmaretears http://nightmaretears.deviantart.com/journal/21308683/ http://nightmaretears.deviantart.com/journal/21308683/ Mon, 03 Nov 2008 21:08:27 PST
I knew it.

I knew life couldn't be as incredibly good as it has been without there being something equally incredibly bad to balance it out.

My aunt Nancy is dying.

...I need someone to hug me.

]]> ~nightmaretears http://nightmaretears.deviantart.com/journal/21165313/ http://nightmaretears.deviantart.com/journal/21165313/ Sun, 26 Oct 2008 03:42:02 PDT
]]> ~nightmaretears http://nightmaretears.deviantart.com/journal/21074317/ http://nightmaretears.deviantart.com/journal/21074317/ Mon, 20 Oct 2008 05:03:54 PDT
I just feel a little bit confused right now. A little bit. Kind of need to sort out what's going on in my head.

I did the [link] this morning. It's pretty accurate. It says:

"Needs to feel identified with someone or something and wishes to win support by her charm and amiability. Sentimental and yearns for a romantic tenderness."

Damn thing. It's right. I do.
I'm so retarded.

]]> ~nightmaretears http://nightmaretears.deviantart.com/journal/21053343/ http://nightmaretears.deviantart.com/journal/21053343/ Sat, 18 Oct 2008 20:10:32 PDT
With a real person, for a change of scenery.

Those desiring of details, feel free to note me. The internet at large isn't exactly the place for it, you see.

DAMNIT.

[/blah]

]]> ~nightmaretears http://nightmaretears.deviantart.com/journal/21041997/ http://nightmaretears.deviantart.com/journal/21041997/ Sat, 18 Oct 2008 04:59:35 PDT
Arggg.

[/end]

]]> ~nightmaretears http://nightmaretears.deviantart.com/journal/20927927/ http://nightmaretears.deviantart.com/journal/20927927/ Fri, 10 Oct 2008 20:52:25 PDT


Lightobi and I broke up. Again. This time it's gonna stay that way. Don't everybody start getting all worried I'm gonna break down like I did last time, though. I'm fine. I really, seriously am. Honestly, I'm kind of enjoying being single again, and I'm in no rush to get myself snared up in another relationship just yet.



The play comes along spectacularly. My costume is finally coming together, and it involves a number of rather uncomfortable layers of cloth, white tights, and a slit up the front of my (garishly pink) dress that reveals just about ALL of my leg. As though it wasn't bad enough that the thing hangs off of one shoulder.

On top of that rather unwelcome exposure is the fact that now, apparently, I have to sit on Nick Bottom's lap, put my arm around his shoulders (while he puts his arm around my freaking waist) and pretend to feed him. Talk. About. Awkward. Really, it's weird enough to have to be all...touchy-feely with him. But sitting on his lap?

A snapshot (word for word) of rehearsal:

Director: "Okay, so, Titania, whay don't you go and sit on Bottom's lap?"
Me: *deadpan* "Uh-what?"
Ryan: "Yes, Chloe. Come sit on my lap." *pats lap*
Me: *still deadpanning*

Indeed.

What's worse is that Ryan (Nick Bottom) doesn't hesitate to tell me how absolutely stunning I look in costume. Coming from him, that's teasing; he hates pink just about as much as I do.

...It's terrible that I love rehearsals more than anything in the world, isn't it? I must be some strange breed of mental masochist. Ugh.



IN OTHER NEWS:

My latest obsession: Hellboy. Freakin' amazing.

My little mood thingy? Make the orange guy red and give him horns. Then make the purple one me. That's how it is, people. If Hellboy appeared within jumping range of me at any given time, I would assault him. Like, I would fly through the air and freaking tackle him. With gusto.

The Hulk still rocks, though. Most definitely.

But freaking HELLBOY! >8D
I love him. Like, LOVE him.

Liz Sherman is an ungrateful...person-thing. She should be SO HAPPY a giant red demon man wants to go out with her. I would be happy. Yes, I would.

I'm also drawing a picture of him. With charcoal. I'll prolly post it up at some point.



Well...that's all that stands out for now. Love to you all.

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]]> ~nightmaretears http://nightmaretears.deviantart.com/journal/20401104/ http://nightmaretears.deviantart.com/journal/20401104/ Tue, 09 Sep 2008 03:17:30 PDT Oberon is my husband.
I have to flirt with him. A lot.

Awkward has been redefined for me. Completely.

I don't even really know this guy. How can I attempt to seduce someone I don't know? HOW?

Then again, I also have to seduce Nick Bottom *coughRYANKELLERcough* and I DO know him. And that actually makes it worse, so...well, I just don't know at this point. It's awkward and strange no matter HOW you look at it.

Especially because Oberon won't stop being hilarious, so everytime I have to be all serious and you-know-you-want-me at him he makes me laugh, and it sucks, because I can't focus when I'm laughing. Damn you, Oberon. Stop it. Stopitstopit.

(It also doesn't help that every time we do the flirty scene all of the male fairies are in the background going, "Kiss! Kiss! Kiss!" --> Me: =_= ||| "omgstfu")

Arrrg. I have to flirt with a stranger and a donkey.

Damnit. Damnit.

I love my life. *happiness sparkle*

]]> ~nightmaretears http://nightmaretears.deviantart.com/journal/20368190/ http://nightmaretears.deviantart.com/journal/20368190/ Sun, 07 Sep 2008 02:56:53 PDT [link]

]]> ~nightmaretears http://nightmaretears.deviantart.com/journal/20344904/ http://nightmaretears.deviantart.com/journal/20344904/ Fri, 05 Sep 2008 17:57:59 PDT
GO SEE HIM. NOW.
He's HERE: [link]

And he's amazing.

8D

]]> ~nightmaretears http://nightmaretears.deviantart.com/journal/20302993/ http://nightmaretears.deviantart.com/journal/20302993/ Wed, 03 Sep 2008 06:37:57 PDT
I don't have time to relax.
I don't have time to sleep.
I barely have time to breathe.

I wake up at five-thirty (assuming I slept). I shower. I eat. I walk to school. From seven fourty-five to three thirty, I work. Sometimes I have rehearsals 'till five. Then I do homework 'till bed. Then I wake up at five thirty the next morning and do it all over again.

I should be working right now. I'm not. I have a lot to do. I don't want to.

I'm gonna die.
Or maybe I'll just cry.
Then I'll go back to work.

Workworkworkworkwork.

I'm tired.
I'm really tired.

]]> ~nightmaretears http://nightmaretears.deviantart.com/journal/20122002/ http://nightmaretears.deviantart.com/journal/20122002/ Sat, 23 Aug 2008 23:11:13 PDT IAM IAM IAM IAMIAMIAMIAMIAMIAMIAAAAAAAAAAAM!

I HAS A ROLE! IN A PLAY! AND IT'S IMPORTANT!
IF I DIE ON OPENING NIGHT THE SHOW CANNOT GO ON!

I'M SO EXCITED!
I'M SO EXCITED!

*deep breath*

Okay. Okay. I'm calm.

...NOI'MNOTI'MSOEXCITED!

8DDDDDDD

*happyhappyhappy*

]]> ~nightmaretears http://nightmaretears.deviantart.com/journal/19983096/ http://nightmaretears.deviantart.com/journal/19983096/ Sat, 16 Aug 2008 07:04:25 PDT * 1. Post these rules.
* 2. Each tagged person must post 8 things about themselves on their journal.
* 3. At the end, you have to choose and tag 8 people and post their icons on the same journal.
* 4. Go to their pages and send a message saying you tagged them.
* 5. No tag-backs

1) I am female.
2) I am human.
3) When people ask how tall I am, I’m at liberty to tell them I’m not.
4) The farthest place I’ve ever been from home is also where I live.
5) I am easily controlled in any situation involving shiny objects.
6) I am interested in outrageously buff individuals with green skin and uncontrollable tempers.
7) I am also interested in individuals lacking flesh who are capable of removing their heads.
8) I am also interested in individuals with the combined personalities of Light and Tobi.


I REFUSE TO CONFORM. THE TAGGING ENDS HERE. NO TAG> NOOOOO TAAAAAG. >8(

]]> ~nightmaretears http://nightmaretears.deviantart.com/journal/19982983/ http://nightmaretears.deviantart.com/journal/19982983/ Sat, 16 Aug 2008 06:51:27 PDT
I don't know how to say this, but I'm joining a monastery.
I think I realized it when I was high on sesame seed in London, and I saw you sit on my Cartman-statue.
I'm sure you're frost-bitten enough to understand that your Honda sucks.
I'm sending back your ring, but I'm keeping the oil-stock shares as a memory.
You should know that I have always felt dirty because of our friendship.
Good luck / Misa


Dear -your partners name- (if you're single, type Mark)

I don't know how to say this, but __1__.
I think I realized it __2__ __3__, and I saw you __4__ __5__.
I'm sure you're __6__ enough to understand __7__.
I'm sending back __8__, but I'm keeping __9__ as a memory.
You should know that I __10__ __11__.
__12__ /-your name-



1.THE COLOR OF YOUR SHIRT:

Blue- our romance is over
Red- our affair is at an end
White- I'm joining a monastery
Black- I hate you
Green- our horoscopes doesn't match
Grey- You're a perv
Yellow- I'm on the streets
Pink- Your nostrils are an insult
Brown- the mafia is after you
No shirt- You're a loser
Other- I'm in love with your sister


2. WHAT MONTH WERE YOU BORN IN?

January- that night
February- last year
March- when we were skinny dipping
April- when I was high on sesame seed ( lol? .__.)
May- when I was shaving your legs
June- when you put handcuffs on me
July- when I threw up
August- When I saw the tiny head
September- when your dwarf bit me
October- When I was taking a walk
November- When I tied my shoes
December- When your dog went crazy

3. FAV FOOD?
Tacos- in your house
Pizza- in your van
Pasta - in London
Hamburger- Under the bus
Salad- while you were eating enchiladas
Chicken- with Chuck Norris
Kebab- in your closet
Fish- in woman-clothes
Sandwich- at the mental hospital
Hotdogs- in trans
Other- with Mr and Mrs Bush

4. WHATS THE COLOR OF YOUR SOCKS?
Yellow- hitting on
Red- insulting
Black- ignoring
Blue- punching
Purple- pour syrup on
White- carve your name in
Grey- tear the clothes of
Brown- put leeches on
Pink- steal the toupee from
No socks- sit on
Other- chasing out


5. WHAT'S THE COLOR OF YOUR UNDERWEAR?
Black – my best friend
White- my father
Grey- john Travolta
Brown- my whoopee cushion
Purple- my pie
Red- the cookie-monster
Blue- my aloe Vera plant
Yellow- my pen-pal from Ghana
Orange – my Carl Larsson-collection
Pink – my cat
No underwear – my Cartman-statue
Other- The crazy monk

6. WHAT DO YOU WATCH ON TV?
Scrubs - man
O.C. - sensitive
One Tree Hill - open
Heroes - ashamed
Lost - turned on
House - cowardly
Simpsons - scarred
the news - Mongolian
American Idol – masochistic
Family Guy - senile
Other - frost-bitten

7.WHAT MOOD ARE YOU IN RIGHT NOW?
Happy- how bad I've been feeling
Sad- How boring you are
Bored- that your Honda sucks
Angry- that all your pimples are in the last stadium
Depressed- That I have changed sex
Exited- that there's no solution to
Nervous- the Middle east
Worried- that we're cousins
Apathetic- that Santa doesn't exist
Ashamed- that I'm allergic to your hamster
Huggable- that the garbage-man turns me on
Exceedingly Happy- that I'm a clone
Other- "Deal or no deal" sucks

8. THE COLOR OF YOUR BEDROOM-WALLPAPER?
White- your ring
Yellow- your love letters
Red- your Darth Vader-poster
Black- your pet rock
Blue- the pillows
Green- the pictures of Portugal
Orange- your artificial teeth
Brown- your cellphone
Grey- our matching snoopy-bibs
Pink- the old toe-nails
Other- your military service-memory-box

9. THE FIRST LETTER IN YOUR NAME?
A/B - Your picture
C/D - the oil-stock shares
E/F - My virginity
G/H - your neighbor Carl
I/J - The blood-test results
K/L- your left ear
M/N - your suicide note
O/P - my sense
Q/R - your mom
S/T - Your collection of butterflies
U/V/W - your crime records
X/Y/Z- your high school grades


10. LAST LETTER OF YOUR LAST NAME?
A/B – shall always remember
C/D – never will forget
E/F – Always will try to forget
G/H – will inform The Swedish Tax Agency(uh yeah..XD)
I/J – have always felt dirty because of
K/L – have never laughed in public about
M/N – am making a movie about
O/P – throw rocks at
Q/R – informed the psychiatrist about
S/T – get sick when I think about
U/V/W – told the news paper about
X/... ]]> ~nightmaretears http://nightmaretears.deviantart.com/journal/19849647/ http://nightmaretears.deviantart.com/journal/19849647/ Fri, 08 Aug 2008 17:20:55 PDT 1. what isn't not not not isn't is not isn't not your name?
I ARE NOT TELLING YOU. >8(

2. how many years have you been alive. or hours or seconds or feet?
Sixteen. Yus?

3. if you were born as and then raised as a slave hundreds of years ago and forced to lick people's feet but then it turned out that that wasn't you, that was your uncle, what is your gender?
>_O
...female?

4. what is your body mass index?
I dunno. We don't know how short I am OR how much I weigh rite naow. >_<

5. what species are you? this is the boring phrased question:
I'm a BABY EATER! 8D

6. if one day you opened your door to find a dog on the doorstep wearing 2 different pairs of sneakers, what would you do?
Depends. What kinda dog is it?

7. how high is your sperm count?
ZIP-ADEEDOODAH.

8. when did you last cut your hair/shave?
About...two months ago. Yeah. I need another haircut.

9. could you make a teepee out of the raw materials you find in the woods if you had to? and if you can't you die:
I...maybe?

10. if you're a guy, would you wear a hot pink dress for at least 10 hours for 100 bucks? if you're a girl, would you ride a horse around town while naked?
Ew. No. I don't even walk around my own HOUSE nakeds.

11. what is your favorite book?
DON'T MAKE ME CHOOSE! D8

12. if you were locked in a room for 27 hours with only a bag of cheetos, a turtle, a britney spears CD and a walkie talkie, what would you do?
Cheetos are for eating. Turtle is also for eating. CD is for attempting to eat and then mashing into a fine dust with walkie talkie.

13. hello!!
WHOAREYOU?! *fryingpanBASH*

14. did you ever have a really ugly pair of shoes but you didn't realize it so you wore them anyway and everyone was like wow thats an ugly pair of shoes but no one told you until your mom finally broke it to you gently?
I don't wear ugly shoes. Nyeh.

15. do you like rap?
RAP CAN GO DIE IN A HOLE.

16. what food/object/person makes you want to throw up and then die in your throw up and lay there all dead forever?
Food: Whipped cream. Ugh.
Object: ...None.
Person: ...THAT HAIRY FAT GUY WHO ALWAYS SAT WITH US AT LUNCH. UGH.

17. who is your bitch?
I'm gonna go out on a limb here and say Lightobi is my bitch. >XD

18. how are your tapdancing skills?
I don't have any.

19. what would be your email if your sister made it for you? if you dont have a sister then go kill yourself:
Prolly chlobo or something like that...

20. how do you smell right now?
LIKE SHOWER! 8D

21. have you ever licked your own foot?
No. Goss. Lightobi, that's GROSS.

22. have you ever licked anyone else's foot?
ABSOLUTELY NOT. LIGHTOBI, THAT'S REALLY GROSS.

23. have you ever licked the president's foot?
OH MY GOD, NO!

24. fill in the blanks: my ________ brings all of the ________ to the ________.
My blank brings all of the blanks to the blank.

25. what's your favorite flavor of condom?
...No. Never. Never will I so much as /approach/ a flavored condom.

26. do you give good massages?
My mum thinks so.

27. bless you:
HOLY SMOKES, ARE YOU GOD?

28. what do you like to do when you're home alone and no one's watching you do anything so you can do whatever you want because you're not being watched because you're alone?
I usually write. I don't like it when people are around when I write. X(

29. are you hot like a toaster?
ALWAYS. >8D

30. what is your job and what is it like working there?
I don't have a job. Yet. I wanna get one, though...

31. do you like little kids?
No. No I don't.
Well...I like little kids I'm /related/ to. Like my niece and nephew. I love them. But other human spawn I'd as soon kill as look at.

32. do you like old people who probably smell?
I lurve my old family people. Other old people kinda scare me.

33. do you love cats?
I love cuddly cats. Standoffish cats make me sad.

34. how much do you love them?
Enough.

35. are you innocent?
I'm the very face of innocence! *hides cookie jar*

36. if you had an evil laugh what would it be like?
Something to strike fear in the hearts of INANIMATE OBJECTS.

37. do you sometimes wonder what it would be like to be the opposite gender?
Sometimes. Not really, though.

38. do you still play with bar... ]]> ~nightmaretears http://nightmaretears.deviantart.com/journal/19708061/ http://nightmaretears.deviantart.com/journal/19708061/ Thu, 31 Jul 2008 21:14:11 PDT Hair

2. What color is your favorite hoodie?
Black! And white! 8D

3. Would you kiss the last person you kissed again?
Absolutely!

4. Do you plan outfits?
Occasionally...

5. How are you feeling RIGHT now?
Dirty. I wanna go take a shower. =_=

7. Who was the last person you kissed?
I think...my mom?

8. Person before that?
My daddy! 8D

10. What are you craving right now?
Jamba Juice. But it closes at 10:00... TT.TT

11. What comes to mind when I say cabbage?
Leafyyummy

12. Do you make prank calls?
Only when Matty’s around! XD

13. Ever hooked up with some one out of state?
How about out of the hemisphere? Does that count?

14. Do you sleep with any stuff animals?
I consider my pillow an animal. Then there’s that Halloween-themed teddy bear I sometimes bring with me...

15. Would you dance to the taco song?
YUS! >8D
Come, GIR. Let us dance.

16. Have you ever counted to 1,000?
I did it just now for the sole purpose of answering this question with a YES.

17. Do you bite into your ice cream or just lick it?
Lick it. Biting makes my teeth hurt with coldness. And besides, you get to enjoy the taste more when you lick it.

18. Do you like anyone right now?
I Lightobi!
And, you know... *coughBRUCEBANNERcough*

19. What do you think of crickets?
I like to stick them in cages and then wake up the next morning only to witness that they’ve made a miraculous escape! Crickets are NINJAS! 8D

20. Have you ever met a celebrity?
I /am/ a celebrity.

21. Do you like cottage cheese?
House-shaped cheese? I don’t know. They said I couldn’t eat it ‘cause it was an exhibit. How’d YOU eat it?

22. What are you listening to right now?
My mom talking about summat’ with my daddy.

25. Would you go sky diving?
YAY SKY! 8D

26. Would you go out to eat with George W. Bush?
Nyu. That would be weird. ‘Cause he’s old. And ugly. And full of stoopid.

27. Would you throw potatoes at him?
Mashed potatoes! Dyed purple! So it would look like he swam in Play-Doh with his bestest suit on! >8D

28. Is there anything sparkly on you?
Yes! A round heart-shaped necklacey thing and a gold red bracelety thing and a silver bracelety thing and a WATCH and EARRINGS!

30. Do you rent movies often?
I would if I have more munnies...

31. Who sits behind you in your math class?
I don’t know anymore. O_o

34. Can you count backwards from 74?
Yeah!

35. Who are you going to be with tonight??
Mah mommy and mah daddy and mah PILLOW.

36. Brown or white egg?
That sounds potentially RACIST. *glaaare*
I like my eggs WITHOUT their shells! They’re all the same on the inside ANYWAY!
(Yay! I was politically correct! 83)

38. Ever been on a train?
I seem to recall watching Bicentennial Man on a train, so yes.

39. Ever told someone you loved them?
I think the real question is, have I ever NOT told someone I loved them?

40. Do you have a cell phone?
Yes. I mean no. Well...I guess I do. Do I? Hm. Hmm...

41. Are you a virgin?
Yeah!

42. Any kids?
My sister has kids. I like to borrow them sometimes. Do they count?

43. What is your best friend doing tomorrow?
I don’t know what he’s up to. I should call him or something.

44. Ever had cream puffs?
What’s a cream puff? Everybody’s always talking about CREAM PUFFS and I have NO IDEA what they are.

45. Ever had Breaded Shrimp?
I think so.

46. Have you ever seen The Butterfly Effect?
No...

47. What was the last question you asked?
“Daddy? Daddy? Daddy? Daddy? Jamba Juice? Daddy? Daddy?”

48. What was the last CD you bought?
Well, the last ALBUM I bought was the Hulk soundtrack. Does that count?

49. What is/was your bus number for school?
It didn’t have a number. Just a grumpy old guy.

51. Is your hair curly?
It’s kinda sorta wavy...

52. Last time you cried?
Today. I watched this movie and it had a really sad part in it...but it was SOOPER GUD. Swing Vote, I think it’s called? I dunno. I watched a screening, so it was free and FULL of awesome.

53. Ever walked into a wall?
No. But I did walk into a pole. Lightobi can attest to that. XP

54. Ever walked UP a wall?
No. But I tried! I put spray mount on the bottom of my shoes because Mark said it was sticky enough to climb up wal... ]]> ~nightmaretears http://nightmaretears.deviantart.com/journal/19513150/ http://nightmaretears.deviantart.com/journal/19513150/ Mon, 21 Jul 2008 07:09:15 PDT
I'm so buying it.

ANYWAY!

I was unusually enthralled with the Hulk this morning. I kept hoping he'd fall from the sky and bash up some buildings. I'm not /entirely/ sure why, but it may have something to do with the fact that Hulk was one of the first things on my mind when I woke up. Surprisingly NOT per usual.

Oh, and I just realized something that (somehow) didn't snag my attention before. In the new Hulk movie, y'know Betty's short-term psychiatrist boyfriend? The freaky freak with good values? Yeah, him. Well, anyways, his name is Leonard. Leonard Samson. As in, Doc Samson. As in, SUPER-PSYCHIATRIST. Right any bells, anyone?

Well, probably not, but anyways...

LATER PEEPS! >8D

]]> ~nightmaretears http://nightmaretears.deviantart.com/journal/19490574/ http://nightmaretears.deviantart.com/journal/19490574/ Sat, 19 Jul 2008 21:38:41 PDT [link]

If you haven't seen it yet, get lost. As in, go see it. RITE NAO. Yes, that's an order. Obey my iron fist.

It's freaking hilarious. And dramatic. And by the end of it everyone I've shown it to is like, "What?", but it's AWESOME. Go see it. Seriously. I love it. Because. Because because because.

I don't love it as much as I love the Hulk though.
I don't love anything as much as I love the Hulk.
Well...maybe I love one thing more. Maybe.

ANYWAY.

Go watch Doctor Horrible.
If you've already seen it, WATCH IT AGAIN.
Laugh your ass off while you're at it, too.

YEAH! >8D

]]> ~nightmaretears http://nightmaretears.deviantart.com/journal/19465076/ http://nightmaretears.deviantart.com/journal/19465076/ Fri, 18 Jul 2008 12:58:43 PDT
Normally I don't write journal entires about anything not ranty or hulky. But I think, this time, I'll make an exception. 'Cause I'm just not a happy camper, to be frank, and the reason why is kinda petty and really stupid, but so what? It's aggravating.

My. Memory. Stick. Is. Broken.

I put it in my camera this morning ad it was fine. I hooked it up to the computer. I took off the pictures. I turned it off and put it away.

Later, I turned it on.
It still thought it was full.
It has f*cking Alzheimer's or something.

The most aggravating part is that I actually need to use it right now.
Goddamnit.

Now I gotta wait two freaking hours of nothing for a new one. Which is a long time when you have pretty much NOTHING TO DO.

Hence this pissy journal entry.

I'm still mad.

I'm gonna go draw the hulk breaking something.

GOODBYE.

]]> ~nightmaretears http://nightmaretears.deviantart.com/journal/19315953/ http://nightmaretears.deviantart.com/journal/19315953/ Thu, 10 Jul 2008 18:10:52 PDT
[RANT]

Okay, seriously. Seriously. He's the Hulk's arch-nemesis and he's scared of Bruce Banner. Not the Hulk, mind you - Bruce Banner. Meaning, the calm and rather nubbly sciencey fellow. Scared. He's a freakin' pansy.

Okay, maybe not in the movie. But the movie Abomination isn't really like the comic book Abomination anyway. So he doesn't count.

Anyway.

Emil Blonsky - for all you selective movie-goers who don't read comics - was not a military man. He was a soviet spy. And a coward. He was not given the Super Soldier Serum by T-Bolt in order to capture or otherwise defeat the Hulk - he found a gamma bomb (which Bruce had been planning to use to kill himself) and used it on himself. Somehow, he didn't die. But he DID get fishy-fin ears and scales and two-toed feet and a giant, bluish-green body to bop around in! Which, by the way, was physically stronger than the Hulk's.

But guess what?
Just guess.
Okay.
Here it is:

He still lost.

The communists get beaten back by democracy yet again. Big whoop.

ANYWAY.

The Abomination is, literally, a mindless pansy. And I mean, LITERALLY. He has no brain. It gets neutralized indefinitely on MULTIPLE OCCASIONS. People have STOLEN HIS BODY and he DIDN'T EVEN KNOW IT. Oh, and besides that, he is constantly being launched, dropped, or otherwise LEFT in space. By his ALLIES. He's a stupid.

AND HE'S UGLY.

If you think the sonovabiotch is nasty lookin' in the movie, you should see the REAL thing. It's UGLY ugly. Like, fin-thingys for ears and crap like that. Two freakin' toes. FANGS. He's like the Monster from the Black Lagoon, but buffed out and lame-ified.

POINT: THE ABOMINATION IS COMPLETELY AND UTTERLY LAME.

CONCLUSION: THE HULK IS SUPERIOR TO THE ABOMINATION IN EVERY POSSIBLE WAY.

(p.s.
Anyone who says any element of the Abomination is cute or otherwise endearing/attractive will be disowned for an indefinite amount of time, much like Blonsky himself, and let's not forget his brain.)

[/rant]

That be all for today.

I HULK.

]]> ~nightmaretears http://nightmaretears.deviantart.com/journal/19268642/ http://nightmaretears.deviantart.com/journal/19268642/ Tue, 08 Jul 2008 07:17:08 PDT Be honest no matter what!

[ZERO] Who was your last text from?
My mom.

[ONE] What was the inspiration behind your Featured Deviation?
Uhm...It was...oh, yeah! That one song by Linkin Park.

[TWO] What' s your middle name?
Marie

[THREE] Your relationship status?
Taken and loving it.

[FOUR] Have you ever lost a close friend?
Not really. I mean, none of them have died or anything.

[FIVE] What is your current mood?
BUSY LIKE A BEE! 8D

[SIX] Whats one of your sisters names?
Jessica

[SEVEN] What' s your favorite color?
BLACKWHITE.

[EIGHT] If you could go back in time and change something, would you?
Naw. Who knows what might happen to the present.

[NINE] Have a crazy side?
The REAL question is, do I have a NOT crazy side.

[TEN] Ever had a near death experience?
Which one?

[ELEVEN] Something you do a lot?
I do a lot of doing nothing.

[TWELVE] Angry at anyone?
Nope!

[THIRTEEN] Whats stopping you from going for the person you like?
Well, maybe the fact that I'm already WITH the person I like.

[FOURTEEN] When is the last time you cried?
Uh...Jeez, I can't remember. A while ago.

[FIFTEEN] Who would you do anything for?
I totally agree with Kai-chan: Friends and family.

[NINETEEN] What kind of phone do you have?
I have a pebble! X3

[TWENTY- ONE] Do you still watch kiddy movies or tv shows?
I indulge in the occasional Disney movie.

[TWENTY- TWO] What are you eating or drinking at the moment?
AIR. 8O

[TWENTY- THREE] Do you speak any other languages?
A smidge of Spanish and a smidgeon of mandarin.

[TWENTY- FOUR] Who is a friend that you're really close to?
Uhm, uhm, and, and,
does count? I think so.

[TWENTY- FIVE] Describe your life in one word?
AWESOME. 8D

[TWENTY- SIX] Have you ever kissed in the rain?
No. But I did kiss in a swimming pool! Is that wet enough to count?

[TWENTY- SEVEN] What are you thinking about
Right now? Uhm..."What is it I'm thinking about? Oh, hey! I'm thinking about what I'm thinking about!" XP

[TWENTY- EIGHT] What should you be doing right now?
My project... >_>

[TWENTY- NINE] What is your favorite memory?
I've got so many it's impossible to say.

[THIRTY] What are you listening to?
The air vents. They're breathing on me.

[THIRTY- ONE] Who was the last person you told I love you to?
My daddy! X3

[THIRTY- TWO] Who was the last person who yelled at you?
IVY. >8(

[THIRTY- THREE] Do you act differently around the person you like?
Well, YEAH. *eyeroll*

[THIRTY- FOUR] What is your natural hair color?
Brownish...reddish...sorta blondish sometimes...

[THIRTY- FIVE] Who was the last person to make you smile?


]]> ~nightmaretears http://nightmaretears.deviantart.com/journal/19207598/ http://nightmaretears.deviantart.com/journal/19207598/ Fri, 04 Jul 2008 18:40:57 PDT INCREDIBLE HULK.

This is my opportunity to rant. And rant I shall.
Here I go.

[RANT]

There is nothing - I repeat, NOTHING - more AWESOME than a tiny brainiac who turns into a giant green man and smashes stuff while roaring his name. Nothing. Every time I see those ginormous fists shatter something that typically doesn't shatter, I can't help but scream with joy. If only because I am incapable of producing a proper roar of joy in response.

"HULK SMASH!"

Yes. Yes.

But that's besides the point. If only slightly.
Okay, well maybe it IS the point.

POINT: The Incredible Hulk is INCREDIBLE.

I spent every dollar of my summer money on Wednesday. All fifty-four dollars of it. In one go. At a comic book store. My purchase? COMIC BOOKS "of course," as that douche Captain America would say. Hulk comic books. Which I highly, highly recommend. (Check 'em out: "Prelude to Planet Hulk" and "Planet Hulk." They're beautiful. They really are.) All I've done it just STARE at them for the past two days. For literally HOURS. They're gorgeous. Gorgeous.

They're also so incredibly loaded with testosterone that reading them long enough might just turn me into a man. Maybe. I can only hope. *sigh*

I also saw the new movie last weekend. Again. If you haven't seen it yet, I hereby COMMAND YOU to MIGRATE to your nearest MOVIE THEATRE. Right now. Now. Why are you reading this? Go see the damn movie! Seen it yet? Okay. Continue.

That movie was wonderful, wasn't it? Godlike, as Mr. Blue would say. Just godlike. Amazing. Awesome.

Unlike the Abomination.
Who is still better than Leader, if you catch my drift.

"HULK SMAAAAASH!"

Yessssss.

I bought the new Hulk book, too. Peter David. A true holy man. Creator of a true BIBLE of Hulk AMAZINGNESS. Love it. Love it, love it, love it, love it, LOVE IT.

"HUUULK! SMAAAAASH!"
*BAM*

Oh, HELL YEAH!

CONCLUSION: The Incredible Hulk is better than sex could ever be in EVERY MEDIUM. Image, Audio, Text, and SILVER SCREEN.

That's all I have to say. For now.

[/rant]

I HULK.

]]> ~nightmaretears http://nightmaretears.deviantart.com/journal/19129403/ http://nightmaretears.deviantart.com/journal/19129403/ Mon, 30 Jun 2008 14:20:40 PDT
Here's this. I'm only slightly less strange than Kai-chan.


Level 1
( ) Smoked A Cigarette
( ) Smoked A Cigar
(x) Kissed A Member Of The Same Sex

SO FAR: 1

Level 2
(x) Are / Been In Love
( ) Dumped someone
( ) Been Fired
( ) Been In A Fist Fight

SO FAR: 2

Level 3
(x) Had A Crush On An Older Person
( ) Skipped Class
( ) Slept With A Co-worker
( ) Seen Someone / Something Die

SO FAR: 3

Level 4
(x) Had / Have A Crush On One Of Your deviantart / sheezyart Friends
( ) Been To Paris
( ) Been To Spain
(x) Been On A Plane
( ) Thrown Up From Drinking

SO FAR: 5

Level 5
(x) Eaten Sushi
( ) Been Snowboarding
( ) Met Someone Through Internet
( ) Been in a Mosh Pit

SO FAR: 6

Level 6
( ) Been In An Abusive Relationship
( ) Taken Pain Killers
(x) Liked/loved Someone Who You Cant Have
(x) Laid On Your Back And Watched Cloud Shapes Go By
(x) Made A Snow Angel

SO FAR: 9

Level 7
(x) Had A Tea Party
(x) Flown A Kite
(x) Built A Sand Castle
( ) Gone mudding
(x) Played Dress Up

SO FAR: 13

Level 8
( ) Jumped Into A Pile Of Leaves
(x) Gone Sliding
(x) Cheated While Playing A Game
(x) Been Lonely
(x) Fallen Asleep At Work / School

SO far: 17

Level 10
(x) Watched The Sun Set
(x) Felt An Earthquake
( ) Killed A Snake

SO FAR: 19

Level 11
(x) Been Tickled
(x) Been Robbed / Vandalized
( ) Been cheated on
(x) Been Misunderstood

SO FAR: 22

Level 12
(x) Won A Contest
( ) Been Suspended From School
(x) Had Detention
(x) Been In A Car / Motorcycle Accident

SO FAR: 25

Level 13
(x) Had / Have Braces
( ) Eaten a whole pint of ice cream in one night
( ) Danced in the moonlight

SO FAR : 26

Level 14
(x) Hated The Way You Look
( ) Witnessed A Crime
( ) Pole Danced
(x) Questioned Your Heart
( ) Been obsessed with post-it-notes

SO FAR: 28

Level 15
( ) Squished Barefoot Through The Mud
(x) Been To The Opposite Side Of The World
(x) Swam In The Ocean
(x) Felt Like You Were Dying

SO FAR: 31

Level 16
(x) Cried Yourself To Sleep
( ) Played Cops And Robbers
(x) Recently Colored With Crayons / Colored Pencils / Markers
(x) Sang Karaoke
(x) Paid For A Meal With Only Coins

SO FAR: 35

Level 17
(x) Done Something You Told Yourself You Wouldn't
(x) Made Prank Phone Calls
() Laughed Until Some Kind Of Beverage Came Out Of Your Nose
( ) Kissed In The Rain

SO FAR: 37

Level 18
(x) Written A Letter To Santa Claus
(x) Watched The Sun Set/ sun rise With Someone You Care/Cared About
(x) Blown Bubbles
(x) Made A Bonfire On The Beach Or Anywhere

SO FAR: 41

Level 19
( ) Crashed A Party
( ) Have Traveled More Than 5 Days With A Car Full Of People
(x) Gone Rollerskating / Blading
(x) Had A Wish Come True
( ) Been Humped By A Monkey

SO FAR: 43

Level 20
(x) Worn Pearls
(x) Jumped Off A Bridge
( ) Screamed "Penis" or "Vagina"
( ) Swam With Dolphins

SO FAR: 45

Level 21
(x) Got Your Tongue Stuck To A Pole/Freezer/ice Cube
( ) Kicked A Fish
(x) Worn The Opposite Sex's Clothes
(x) Sat On A Roof Top and watched the stars

SO FAR: 48

Level 22
(x) Screamed At The Top Of Your Lungs
( ) Done / Attempted A One-Handed Cartwheel
(x) Talked On The Phone For More Than 6 Hours
(x) Recently stayed up for a while talking to someone you care about

SO FAR: 51

Level 23
( ) Picked And Ate An Apple Right Off The Tree
(x) Climbed A Tree
(x) Had/Been In A Tree House
(x) Been scared To Watch Scary Movies Alone

SO FAR: 54

Level 24
(x) Believed In Ghosts
( ) Have had More Then 30 Pairs Of Shoes
( ) Gone Streaking
( ) Visited Jail

SO FAR: 55

Level 25
(x) Played Chicken
( ) Been Pushed into a pool with all your clothes on
( ) Been Told You're Hot By A Complete Stranger
(x) Broken A Bone
(x) Been Easily Amused

SO FAR: 58

Level 26
(x)Caught A Fish Then Ate It Later
( ) Made A Porn Video/got asked to make one
(x) Caught A Butterfly
(x) Laughed So Hard You Cried
(x) Cried So Hard You Laughed

SO FAR: 62

Level 27
( ) Mooned/Flashed Someone
~nightmaretears http://nightmaretears.deviantart.com/journal/18669953/ http://nightmaretears.deviantart.com/journal/18669953/ Wed, 04 Jun 2008 20:46:15 PDT
I’m not really all that good about telling people the sentimental stuff up front. Not when there’s more than one person, at least. One-on-one, it’s different. But I figured, hey, instead of saying it over, and over, and over again, and spreading around the misery over a number of days while I corner each of my friends one by one and spill my guts to them, I’ll just type it out. Post it up when I’m gone, so I don’t have to deal with them coming up to me and saying all the sentimental stuff in those big, sobby groups I’m always so smiley in the middle of.

I can’t do anything but smile in the big groups. That one time, in choir, on the day of the last concert...I wasn’t prepared for Mrs. Habiger to say what she did, and it took me by surprise. I made a mistake. I’m sorry you had to see that.

Writing the hard stuff and letting people read it is easier than talking and telling. One of my best friends taught me that this year.

I made a lot of best friends this year. I don’t have to say who, because they already know.

When I came to Vegas at the beginning of the school year, I was scared – terrified, actually. I was nervous, I was unsure, and all I wanted was to find someone – anyone – who would like me. If that meant changing who I was to become someone people would like...I was okay with that. I had decided to begin the year quietly. Without a personality, per se. Let me be who they wanted me to be. Let me be how they liked me best.

I put on a face that was no face at all, and I went to school. Quietly.

It started shaky. I followed my brother for the first few days, getting to know his friends but not really getting to know his friends. I didn’t like them. But I stayed with them, because they were the only people I knew. I followed them, listening but not really participating. They weren’t like me at all. I was too scared to look for anything else, though, because if I didn’t find anything else, I’d be alone. I can never be alone.

I was.

About two weeks in, I had decided to leave. I didn’t like the place, the people, the school. I wanted to go home, where things were comfortable and well known. Where I at least had a friend to eat lunch with every other day.

My change of heart had nothing to do with Vegas. That you owe to a young man in California who asked that I go with him to prom near the end of the school year. If it hadn’t been for him, I would’ve been gone long ago. My mother was searching through flights and I had already said my goodbyes when I changed my mind.

I stayed. Now, I’m so glad I did. Because eventually, I got to know a girl with my name and her friends. I spoke with them. I laughed with them. I found out that we had things in common I never really expected. I met other people. And others. People with colorful and different personalities, and people who I shared interests with, and people who sang with me in class every day. I was never really good at making friends, but suddenly I had more of them than I ever expected – more than I ever hoped, or dreamed.

I was surprised to find, one morning, that the face I was wearing was my face, and no one had put it there.

They liked me for me.
That hadn’t really happened before.
This has never really happened before.

I made a lot of best friends this year. I don’t have to say who, because they already know. But I do have to say one thing – I’m going to miss you guys. I’m going to miss seeing you every day at lunch, or in class. I’m going to miss sitting with you in the morning and laughing about silly things we won’t remember tomorrow. I’m going to miss begging for spare change when I forgot mine at home. I’m going to miss the pictures you’ve drawn me and the times in the pictures I’ve taken. I’m going to miss writing stories together on crumpled sheets of lined paper, and drawing pictures together on sketchbooks that aren’t mine. I’m going to miss the sleepovers and comeovers and brief visits between classes. I’m going to miss the stories, and the jokes, and the dying bugs and comics and videos. I’m going to miss the times we sang together. I’m going to miss the laughter, and the love, and the hugs and smiles. I’m going to miss hearing your voices every day.

I’m going to miss you. All of you. Every single one of you.

Thank you for taking me as am. Thank you so much for showing me that I have a place in the world as me, and not a place as the world wants me to be.

I w... ]]> ~nightmaretears http://nightmaretears.deviantart.com/journal/18073007/ http://nightmaretears.deviantart.com/journal/18073007/ Mon, 28 Apr 2008 15:30:18 PDT
1. Open your library (iTunes, Winamp, Media Player, iPod, etc)
2. Put it on shuffle
3. Press play
4. For every question, type the song that's playing
5. When you go to a new question, press the next button
6. Don't lie and try to pretend you're cool...because cheating is always laaame.

Opening Credits:
Horn - Phish
[As lame as it sounds, it's actually a hella awesome song. And it's...super old, apparently.]

Waking Up:
A Corpse In My Bed - Creature Feature
[Whew. Must've been a busy night for me.]

First Day At School:
Snow White Queen - Evanescence
[Did I become the bitch of the queen bitch on my first day? Did I? Yes? I did? Thank you.]

Falling In Love:
Kuolema Tekee Taiteilijan - Nightwish
[I'm in love with someone foreign. Who speaky no the engleesh. That may prove problematic.]

Fight Song:
7 Days To The Wolves - Nightwish
[I'm battling vicious wolves?
DID I NOT JUST STATE EARLIER TODAY THAT I WANTED TO DO THAT?! D8]

Breaking Up:
Breaking The Habit - Linkin Park
[It's so appropriate I can't even think of something witty to comment on about it. Damn you Linkin Park.]

Prom night:
Sierra - Cursive
[Wow. So apparently, on prom night, I will conceive a daughter and raise her in the desert. And her daddy will stalk us from a distance while bitching to himself about my new husband.
Creeeeepy.]

Life:
Eva - Nightwish
[I must've had a really...depressing life. With bad people.
That SUCKS.]

Mental Breakdown:
Weigh - Phish
[Actual lyrics: "I'd like to cut your head off so I can weigh it."
So apparently I go mad. In a happy way.]

Driving:
Numb - Linkin Park
[Did no one inform me I should be able to feel my limbs before I go careening down the street?]

Flashback:
Faint - Linkin Park
[LEAVE ME ALONE, LINKIN PARK. ALL OF YOUR SONGS MAKE MY LIFE SUCK.]

Getting back together:
Crack The Code - 311
[Looks like Mister Man finally figured out how I wanted to be treated. Real brainbuster there, buddy.]

Wedding:
Cloud Nine - Evanescence
[I had a scary, gothic wedding. Everything was black. Booga booga.]

Birth of Child:
Red Sam - Flyleaf
[My child will be a redneck, his name will be Sam, and he will fall in love with people who like to abuse themselves. Lovely.]

Final Battle:
Tension - Blue Man Group
[Whuh-oh. Looks like the final battle is INTENSE. 8O]

Funeral Song:
Last Of The Wilds - Nightwish
[I will have European, instrumental rock songs played at my funeral. And all present will dance shamelessly.
- My Nonexistent Will]

Final Credits:
Starry Eyed Surprise - Oaken Fold
[What a peculiar credits song. Catchy, but entirely unrelated to everything else. Hm.]

What you're going to post this quiz as:
Lose Control - Evanescence
[That's right. Lose it. Lose it NAOW. O_<]

]]> ~nightmaretears http://nightmaretears.deviantart.com/journal/18062852/ http://nightmaretears.deviantart.com/journal/18062852/ Sun, 27 Apr 2008 21:45:03 PDT
So here I am. Updating. Huzzah.
Now I know why I didn't do it for two years.

ANYWAY.

I'm happy. I'm very happy. I'm ecstatic beyond human belief. Why? Because yesterday, on one of the best Saturdays I've ever had (and there has been many a good one), my happiness was such that if you were to prick me with a needle, I'd splatter you with joy instead of blood.

Terrifying, I know.

My reason for being a ticking time bomb of gladness? There are a few:

REASON ONE: The large quantities of cotton candy, lollipops, and water I ingested throughout the day.
REASON TWO: Flinging myself onto rides repeatedly, almost destroying my ears and stomach, as well as making my face feel like a radioactive microwave full of - you guessed it - happy blood.
REASON THREE: Receiving three prestigious awards, one of which is rarely ever given. Yay.
REASON FOUR: Seeing the look on Mr. William's face when his Women's Chorus took second place to our Women's Ensemble. Take that, jerkface.

Kyra's mom would prolly lay on the long talk if she read this. But she already did lay on a long talk, and it made no difference at all to me. Because we worked our asses off, we did excellent, and we have bragging rights in the form of TWO BIGASS TROPHIES AND A SHINY BIGASS PLAQUE. I'm gonna gloat all I friggin' want, thanks.

SIDE NOTES:
Bl4ckfire, I love you.
Kai-chan, I love you. And I'm taking you around the world with me someday. I know I threw up like a drunk after having that talk with you, but yeah. I still meant it.
Normalphobic, I just felt like putting you in here. I also love you.

]]> ~nightmaretears http://nightmaretears.deviantart.com/journal/9947192/ http://nightmaretears.deviantart.com/journal/9947192/ Sun, 03 Sep 2006 02:47:20 PDT on her challenge: 100 pictures based off of the following list! Maybe in a decade, I'll actually finish it! Yay for me! XD


1. Introduction
2. Love
3. Light
4. Dark
5. Seeking Solace
6. Break Away
7. Heaven
8. Innocence
9. Drive
10. Breathe Again
11. Memory
12. Insanity
13. Misfortune
14. Smile
15. Silence
16. Questioning
17. Blood
18. Rainbow
19. Gray
20. Fortitude
21. Vacation
22. Mother Nature
23. Cat
24. No Time
25. Trouble Lurking
26. Tears
27. Foreign
28. Sorrow
29. Happiness
30. Under the Rain
31. Flowers
32. Night
33. Expectations
34. Stars
35. Hold My Hand
36. Precious Treasure
37. Eyes
38. Abandoned
39. Dreams
40. Rated
41. Teamwork
42. Standing Still
43. Dying
44. Two Roads
45. Illusion
46. Family
47. Creation
48. Childhood
49. Stripes
50. Breaking the Rules
51. Sport
52. Deep in Thought
53. Keeping a Secret
54. Tower
55. Waiting
56. Danger Ahead
57. Sacrifice
58. Kick in the Head
59. No Way Out
60. Rejection
61. Fairy Tale
62. Magic
63. Do Not Disturb
64. Multitasking
65. Horror
66. Traps
67. Playing the Melody
68. Hero
69. Annoyance
70. 67%
71. Obsession
72. Mischief Managed
73. I Can't
74. Are You Challenging Me?
75. Mirror
76. Broken Pieces
77. Test
78. Drink
79. Starvation
80. Words
81. Pen and Paper
82. Can You Hear Me?
83. Heal
84. Out Cold
85. Spiral
86. Seeing Red
87. Food
88. Pain
89. Through the Fire
90. Triangle
91. Drowning
92. All That I Have
93. Give Up
94. Last Hope
95. Advertisement
96. In the Storm
97. Safety First
98. Puzzle
99. Solitude
100. Relaxation ]]> ~nightmaretears http://nightmaretears.deviantart.com/journal/9127526/ http://nightmaretears.deviantart.com/journal/9127526/ Tue, 20 Jun 2006 14:19:13 PDT
I'm watching something over a hundred people, now...It's maddening. I don't know who half of them are, either. Well, OVER half. There's a few that I know by name 'cause they submit a-LOT, but...chyeah.

I HAVE NEW CHARACTERS! *bricked*

Ow. Anywho...There's this one that's all...eMo...'N STOOPID. ^^ Yesh. Lots of stripes. And a ARROWED TAIL! And horns. AND BLACK EYESHADOW. And a question mark in the middle of it's forehead. AND ONE TOOTH! A fang. ON THE LEFT! And it's a cartoon. So yeah. Just lame and weird and FUN! And you can write his name, but I have NO clue how to pronounce it. Mebe 'Reb?' *shrugs* I dunno. It's rage in Russian. I typed 'define: emo' into a Google search bar, and since Emotionally-Driven Hardcore Punk was too long, I settled for a word of random selection from the same paragraph. Which happened to be rage. YAY FOR RANDOM EMO SHITAKI MUSHROOMS! Yeah. It's called Гнев.

Moving on.

Then there‘s this other one I've had for a while who goes around in a straightjacket. He likes eating his psychiatrist, biting, chewing the collar of his jacket, and rainbows. YAY FOR RAINBOWS! And on top of it, his name is spellable and pronounceable. AND! I've been going around getting artists to draw him for me. Like THESE GUYS:

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Say 'Heyla' to ZARIAN! ^^ He's been in an asylum since he was seven years old. Now, he's seventeen. YAY!

This cartoon version has an exclamation point printed on his forehead.

YAY FOR RANDOM BOUTS OF MADNESS!
[/rant] ]]> ~nightmaretears http://nightmaretears.deviantart.com/journal/8964952/ http://nightmaretears.deviantart.com/journal/8964952/ Sun, 04 Jun 2006 02:32:39 PDT
Two. More. Days. Of. School.

And then what, you ask? SUMMER! YAY FOR SUMMER! And all my friends on the other side of the planet. Yesh. I miss them, I luff them, I miss them. So? I FLY! *displays picture of me saddling a flamingo* Brzzz-PSCHT! This is Pink-and-Feathery Airlines. We'll be taking off as soon as our pilot recovers from the shock of being sat on by a fourteen-year-old girl. Please remain seated at all times, and try to resist tugging on the tail feathers. Thank you for your cooperation. PSSSSCHT!

People I watch:
~nightmaretears http://nightmaretears.deviantart.com/journal/8851361/ http://nightmaretears.deviantart.com/journal/8851361/ Tue, 23 May 2006 04:52:21 PDT
That’s RIGHT! We are dissecting PIGS in science class. Isn’t it great? Out pig is very stiff, and very big. I think I’ll name him Billy Bob…*coughs* ANYWAYS! It was fun. We cut through the ribcage and sternum (on purpose) so we could pull it open, and we cut out a section of its small intestine. The large intestine was GREEN! Though, there is some debate over whether that was its real color or dye, because the gall bladder was green, too…And the instruction sheets were WRONG. The pancreas was NOT white! It was brownish-beigeish-reddish…something. Yeah. NOT WHITE! *fingerpoint*

It was all cool until we poked something with the syringe and got squirted.

Yuuurgh…But Jackie came up with a funny name for the gut water. ‘Piggy Juice’ she called it. I swear, that girl’s got a left brain defect – she’s so impulsive. All for the rest of class, she was singing ‘Piggy Juice’ to the tune of ‘Twinkle Twinkle Little Star’. She also wanted to give the pig a manicure, and pull on it’s tongue, and then cook it for dinner. *grins* ‘Twas funny. *shrugs* Anyways…

Fetal pig tails are fun to pull.


People I watch:
http://nightmaretears.deviantart.com/journal/8620829/ Sat, 29 Apr 2006 11:42:40 PDT HARPER's BRAIN-CHILD

'To Kill a Mockingbird' is a work of pure literary genius. I SALUTE HARPER LEE! Yes I do. She is a very, very cool person. And BOO RADLEY is the best. His sanity is questionable, but at least in that I can relate. I order you to go read the book. Obey. ]]> ~nightmaretears