http://search.deviantart.com/?q=by:vegan-punk&section=today deviantART RSS for by:vegan-punk en-us Copyright 2009, deviantART.com Wed, 25 Nov 2009 05:51:02 PST deviantART.com http://blogs.law.harvard.edu/tech/rss http://s.deviantart.com/minish/widgets/apple-touch-icon-precomposed.png http://vegan-punk.deviantart.com/journal/21619933/ http://vegan-punk.deviantart.com/journal/21619933/ Sat, 22 Nov 2008 19:15:14 PST Or maste​r the muse insid​e for cures​ to the way
I almos​t cried​ but stopp​ed befor​e the acid began​.​
I ran away over the carpe​ts and tiles​ and stole​n rocks​.​
To the woods​,​ he says,​ the woods​ under​ infin​ite locks​
to block​ the uncom​mon nonse​nse that may be drift​ing again​ from the place​s I have been.​

]]> ~vegan-punk http://vegan-punk.deviantart.com/journal/20741065/ http://vegan-punk.deviantart.com/journal/20741065/ Mon, 29 Sep 2008 12:41:23 PDT Andy Rooney = HILARIOUS. Yeah, look him up. But if you see him, don't ask him which vice presidents he knows.
I had a dream last night that I got a 'C-' on two tests, and I was freaking out today until I got both tests back. Which were each a 'B+'.
This idiot in my 4th hour was getting really heated because I told him I didn't like Chevy Cobalts. My friends and I were talking about cars, and then this other kid starts talking about the Cobalt, and I said I don't like them. So this moron starts ripping on me, saying how "immature" I am because I don't like Cobalts...
Yeah, and he is supposed have graduated already, yet he's in a sophomore class. He is such a jerk.
Bleh. I have tons of homework.

]]> ~vegan-punk http://vegan-punk.deviantart.com/journal/20606251/ http://vegan-punk.deviantart.com/journal/20606251/ Sun, 21 Sep 2008 17:00:53 PDT I can't wait till Halloween, it is going to be so boss! I don't care mich for the candy, I just like ringing peoples' door bells and screaming at them. Also, Max's party; which would probably be the highlight of the season.
I'm ready for Summer, so come on man, pick me up and let's leave this popsicle stand. I'm waiting to be good at something. Everything I thought I was good at: turns out I'm average.
Writing: Ehh, slightly above average.
Drawing: Poor, creepy.
Guitar: Somewhat musically inclined.
Singing: Suck-o-Rama!
Heheheheh, so yeah, that's where I stand. :]



My heart blushes in shame
Everytime I think about you leaving me
And telling me our love was just a game
Or that you've stopped needing me lately.

I'd scribble you a love letter
And kiss it goodbye:
"I'm sorry it never got better
I'm sorry if I made you cry".

]]> ~vegan-punk http://vegan-punk.deviantart.com/journal/20190131/ http://vegan-punk.deviantart.com/journal/20190131/ Wed, 27 Aug 2008 18:35:03 PDT My brain is fried worse than KFC and hair from the '80s combined. Huck Finn, you are a cruel, cruel boy. You and your pointless stories!

"Hey, let's steal this lady's slave and run away! Who cares that she is giving me the best home and future I could ever hope for? I'd much rather get trapped by my alcoholic, abusive father and live with him. His threats are so enduring! Hey now, I don't want my life to get too pointless, let's go live on a raft with a slave and be naked all the time. Let's stay with some random families! Until I find a family that actually knows my friend Tom Sawyer, now can you get anymore ironic than that? I think not. Well, I'm not sure how end this, not like my story ever had a legitimate beggining. Hey wait, the beginning is just like the ending, OMG!" -H.F.

Anyhow, I'm almost done with my homework. I have one entry left, which will take like three minutes, and then the letter. Just think, we'll probably be spending the entire first trimester talking about Huckleberry Finn! Hooo-freakin-ray.

]]> ~vegan-punk http://vegan-punk.deviantart.com/journal/20136325/ http://vegan-punk.deviantart.com/journal/20136325/ Sun, 24 Aug 2008 18:39:53 PDT
If it weren't for Lexipro, I'd be having daily panic attacks, but luckily the worst I've done is bite my nails until my jaw hurt.

But school isn't even the worst of my worries! I'd feel naive to spill my drama all over the internet, it'd make a mess. Basically, I have a boyfriend who is interested in doing, er, illegal things. I'm entangled in my own nut jobbery as it is, I don't need his too!

But the good news is, I'm not pregnant! Hehe. Actually, the good news is that I got new pants, and that is it I believe... But despite everything, I'm still decently rational!

]]> ~vegan-punk http://vegan-punk.deviantart.com/journal/20094232/ http://vegan-punk.deviantart.com/journal/20094232/ Fri, 22 Aug 2008 11:05:06 PDT
Anyhow, I've finished Huck Finn (huzzah!), but not the DJs (dernit).

I posted some photographs, by no means do I call it 'art', but I'm trying out a lot of new hobbies. I've been sitting on my arse almost all day, walking around on the good ole' interweb. Although, I have been learning a lot of interesting things. Yesterday I learned about String Theory, which is very cool (if you're interested in physics)!

*Side Note: Aki is leaving today! Yay!

Two nights ago I wrote this simple little poem. It's lame, but I might post it anyway.

]]> ~vegan-punk http://vegan-punk.deviantart.com/journal/20050604/ http://vegan-punk.deviantart.com/journal/20050604/ Tue, 19 Aug 2008 22:20:01 PDT
Look out that window at dancing laces and candied flames. Chaotic petunias merging with the purple atmosphere. A force field of blur sponsored by my every breath. Capitulate to the cloudy elements and lie down right here. Don't let those rapscallion asterisks make you sweat. Their roots are squared between rocks and rocks and rocks. Coarse tears justify this unconventional happiness. Lie down right here and corrupt the speed of time; feed that sucker full of sleep. Look up in that window at empty chairs and vacant stares. The waves of our ways have yet to kiss that room. Keep on screaming those melodious screams until it replaces the lonlies.

What do you think? I might try to make it rhyme. I know it isn't impressive, but I thought it sounded kind of neat, I guess.

]]> ~vegan-punk http://vegan-punk.deviantart.com/journal/19573966/ http://vegan-punk.deviantart.com/journal/19573966/ Thu, 24 Jul 2008 13:48:06 PDT
I've decided I am going to attempt to stay awake (absolutely no sleep) for at least 4 days.
Today I woke up at 3pm (yeah, well, I feel alseep at 5am) and I'm going to be using a lot of stimulants and caffeine. I was reading about this guy who holds the record for longest time without sleep, and he didn't use any stimulants at all! I think that this was in 1965, and the dude stayed awake for 11 days.

Oh hey, Nicole (assuming you read this) remember at Tiffany's birthday party were we had our first "bondnig experience"? Yeah, well I read that staying up for 48 hours or less can create a high, and just as strong as a drug. And considering that we stayed up for over 24 hours and near the end of that we were enthralled by a disco ball and felt like the room was spinning, I'd say that's clear enough evidence for me.

In conclusion: this is going to be some pretty trippy shit, if I do say so myself!

Also, I'm getting a cargo van!

]]> ~vegan-punk http://vegan-punk.deviantart.com/journal/19294067/ http://vegan-punk.deviantart.com/journal/19294067/ Wed, 09 Jul 2008 14:30:29 PDT
Beep, beep, beep, beep! Shut up! Car alarms are not effective. Neither are ten hour showers. Or tight pants. Man, Mr. Carter wearing my pants and that pillow! Hahaha! "I'm Mustuh Cahtah! Get in my office you bad student! Huwwuy up!" Hahahaha!

Okay, why do my neighbors have tires on their dock? Seriously, it's just like dumb! What are you doing with those tires, man? Serving food on them? I don't get it, I really don't. I thought I should tell them about their tires, cuz maybe they don't know, but my friends were like "No, I think they know". So we ran away. Yeah, we needed to get some of that fake cookie cereal crap.

]]> ~vegan-punk http://vegan-punk.deviantart.com/journal/19207273/ http://vegan-punk.deviantart.com/journal/19207273/ Fri, 04 Jul 2008 18:14:53 PDT It's not you, it's the world.

]]> ~vegan-punk http://vegan-punk.deviantart.com/journal/19027975/ http://vegan-punk.deviantart.com/journal/19027975/ Tue, 24 Jun 2008 20:36:44 PDT Um. I'm very tired. I hate being tired. Last night I didn't sleep till 4am. I felt horrible. I itched everywhere. I felt
like I couldn't stretch enough. I had a horrible song stuck in my head. It isn't the song's fault that it's horrible, just the memories I associate with the song.
I hate it how I ruin a good song by binging on it. Then whenever I listen to it, it takes me back to that exact emotion I felt. Whenever I hear anything by Kate Nash, I want to cry. I listened to her constantly during my "eating disorder" days. I freaking hate thinking about that. My mom told my I was anorexic, but I felt like I'd be vain to grant myself that title. It's backwards, I know.
Those songs make me want to go back to those days. I don't know why. I barely remember 1st trimester and the end of last summer. I was too tired and dizzy. But I loved my beautiful bones, and that was my ultimate goal.
I've figured out that throughout most of my life I've had some type of vice. I suppose one could even refer to it as a parasite. But I always feel compelled to have an extreme focal point in life. Something that I can concentrate on at all times. I guess it started in 7th grade, with "John". I think I passed the line of attraction into obsession with him. The next phase was my mutilation phase... One that I am reminded of daily, but refuse to regret. And then the Anorexia Nervosa. Where am I now? I am not sure. Ideally, I'd like to think all of my vices have taken their toll. But in reality that just doesn't seem too probable.
I'm trying to think of a way to end this on a happy note, but I'm only writing for myself. So screw it.

]]> ~vegan-punk http://vegan-punk.deviantart.com/journal/18953815/ http://vegan-punk.deviantart.com/journal/18953815/ Fri, 20 Jun 2008 16:53:23 PDT
I have not started my summer homework.
I have 1 out of the 50 driving hours I need by August.

I am my Priority's option.
I used to have it. Now he has it. I want it back.
I am in love with my shadow.
My shadow is my past.
But it all too often disrupts my future.
He says he loves me.
But I can't tell if there is more than just air behind those words.
I will not say it back. (I love you)
I do not want to think about it.
I do not want to think about my One And Only.
I do not want you scarred on my flesh.
I do not want to draw hearts for you.
Quit. I still need my shadow.

Sense it does not make at all, at all at all.

]]> ~vegan-punk http://vegan-punk.deviantart.com/journal/18512670/ http://vegan-punk.deviantart.com/journal/18512670/ Mon, 26 May 2008 14:42:35 PDT This weekend was quite trippy. Everything was good, except I lost my ring after owning for about 6 hours. That really sucked, and I'm devastated, but besides that...

I finished my world geography review. Haven't even started To Kill a Mockingbird.

I'm dyeing my hair in 2 weeks.
I don't have to go on that stupid trip! No explanation needed, the important thing is that I got out of doing something I hate.
I still don't have my freaking Creepers. S-L-O-W!!!
Very dizzy. I keep having these weird little moments were everything stops for a second, but then goes back to normal.

I've had more caffeine this weekend than I've had in the past few months!
Monster, Mountain Dew, Dr. Pepper, Coke. Yeah, like 6 ounces daily. I know, bad. But does anyone truly care?? No. So shut up your brains and finish this sentence. Hey, I just realized that I'm controlling what people are saying in their heads...

Whatever man. I am so happy school is almost gone. Except for summer homework. Those words should never be used as a single noun! No!

I'm going to go eat some graham crackers. Cracker.

]]> ~vegan-punk http://vegan-punk.deviantart.com/journal/18341816/ http://vegan-punk.deviantart.com/journal/18341816/ Thu, 15 May 2008 18:49:50 PDT I do not even know what I am talking about. This is my brain grease that gets stuck under my skull and it builds up and then SHPOOF! it's all over the computer.
That did not make sense.
I still have to write a sonnet about Duck, Clint, homely winter, and other things I cannot think of at this moment cuz I'm just way too blank, madame.

]]> ~vegan-punk http://vegan-punk.deviantart.com/journal/18138095/ http://vegan-punk.deviantart.com/journal/18138095/ Fri, 02 May 2008 18:38:02 PDT
Anyway, I am bored, and I wanted to type these stupid things that I wrote. They're not exciting or anything, but I figured if I wanted to show them to people, this is the only place. Cuz MySpace is harsh and full of jerks, and the rest of the world is too intimidating.
And if anybody happens to read this (don't know why) don't be offended by anything; some of this was written a year or two ago. But most are within a few months. Anyway, enough of my prolonged disclaimer... I'm just gonna do this. (Don't read it if you're going to make fun of it. I'm very sensitive to sharing my emotions.) (Also, I know they are lame.) (Also also: these were all written at different times, so each time I press 'enter' twice means it is a different segment.)

Here are my stupid "things":
The disease, a parasite, paralizing my life and claiming it as your own
Addicted to me
Addicted to you
The steps stopped and everyone fell

I wish I had a friend
But I know that will never happen
Maybe I could pretend

Yeah, I'm tired
But the lights are still on
And my brain is still wired

I'm tired
My throat hurts
My stomach is a bubble
Except it won't pop
Depression is stalking me
There's a clock in my heart
And lobsters in my lungs
My brain must look like a target
Cuz it is getting hit by darts
Nasty, poisonious, evil darts
Dripping in...

Do not eat me with your insults,
You will purge and stain the couch

Drugs held in pillows' stitches
Sold by slaves of birth

THE END!

]]> ~vegan-punk http://vegan-punk.deviantart.com/journal/18089219/ http://vegan-punk.deviantart.com/journal/18089219/ Tue, 29 Apr 2008 16:17:19 PDT Does anyone even read my little posts? Whatever, I'm doing this more for myself (cuz I'm dead bored) than for your entertainment.
Anyway, my "boyfriend" broke up with me. It was just the wrong place as the wrong time, as Bret Michaels would say. Ah, and the news came via text messaging. Can you believe that?!

I was really sad/pissed/confused at first, but now the whole situation just seems comical. I'm relieved. My "boyfriend" didn't put much effort into taking our relationship to the next level, so, being the extremist that I am, I ended up trying to put twice as much effort into the relationship. So basically: things are way less stressful. And I'm actually happy! And I just now realized how unhappy I was going out with the dude. I only hope that we can still be friends. I mean, we only went out for 19 frickin days!!

But I guess its good that we got all of those feelings out of the way. I don't even like him like that anymore, and I haven't for a while.
Okay, enough ranting... I have to write some stupid poem about Romeo and Juliet.

]]> ~vegan-punk http://vegan-punk.deviantart.com/journal/18074824/ http://vegan-punk.deviantart.com/journal/18074824/ Mon, 28 Apr 2008 17:24:24 PDT I thought my boyfriend was gonna break up with me because I'm a psycho depressed chick with too many problems, but that did not happen. I'm not saying that's bad, but I was stressed the whole day.

Yeah, so, I've been wondering about stuff... And I think it is strange that we consider destruction to be so much more powerful and interesting than creation. It's just weird, I guess. Priorities...

]]> ~vegan-punk http://vegan-punk.deviantart.com/journal/18034799/ http://vegan-punk.deviantart.com/journal/18034799/ Sat, 26 Apr 2008 08:02:26 PDT
I had to get up at 7 this morning to drive and practice parking for a whole hour, and with Mr.Burget who is like deaf and 85 years old. But he's alright. He says Kroger like K-Roger. Isn't that strange?

I still have like four papers to write, oh well, I love procrastinating. Except it makes me stressed out, and I'm already stressed out. Over certain people with certain names that start with a 'C' and no further information is needed. But I just want everything to work out alright. I want everything to be happy and rainbows and sparkles and all that shit. Wouldn't that be nice?

Gah, Deli will not shut up! Stupid dog.

Okay, now someone is over cleaning my house. I hate it when people clean my room. I have too many secrets!!! Sort of. Whatever, I'm leaving I guess.

]]> ~vegan-punk