'He lights a cigarette, his eyes half open'
Well, today was boring.

Nothing too exciting happened.

My neighbor broke his ankle, so him and his wife went to the hospital while I watched there kids.

They were gone for about 4 fucking hours.
And they didn't even pay me! They bought me a damn burrito from Taco Bell.

I mean, what the fuck?

I know there's such things as emergencies. But they could have taken the kids too. They're old enough that they'd behave in a hospital.

That is just bullshit. Seriously.

God, I'm bored.

Still need to get started on those stories.

I don't want school to start. :(

I may not do much some days, but I like this. I like relaxing.

'However long I stay, I will always love you. Whatever words I say, I will always love you.'

Good song. Gotta love the 80s, eh?

Somebody, entertain me! I've spent the whole day watching movies, and playing on the computer. I'm starting to get stir-crazy.

I have no money to go and do something. And it seems like all my friends are busy.

I can't wait till I can drive. Then I'll just get my car and head up to the mall. Who cares if I don't have any money to buy anything? I'll window-shop for the hell of it.

Currently reading 'Wolverine: Origin'. It's pretty good, although I'm only about 10 pages into the first volume. I've heard good things about it, so I'll probably like it.

Anyway, I'm thinking about getting my site set up, since I've had nothing to do. Make a kick-ass layout. I honestly don't know what I'll have at my site.

My graphics, and writings, I guess? And, of course, a link to my blog. How could I not? And I'll probably have an in-depth description about me.

Last night I made a Yahoo group. It's for just me and my friends. I'll put all the pics I took with the digital camera up there, instead of sending copies to all of my friends (who don't have winzip! >.<;; ). It's easier that way.

I need to get some more rechargable batteries. This camera eats through batteries like nothing I've ever seen.

While I was watching the neighbor's kids, I put in a 'Best of Spiderman Collection'. It had all the old '69 episodes. They were so... corny. And they had predictible, quick plots. And the animation! It's just... wow. Different. Strange to see how much we've advanced.

From Spiderman to Finding Nemo.
And Star Wars to Lord of the Rings.

Ok, off to go do something. Hopefully tomorrow will be more entertaining. Ciao.

***
We are young, heartache to heartache we stand
No promises, no demands
Love is a battlefield
We are strong, no one can tell us we?re wrong
Searchin? our hearts for so long, both of us knowing
Love is a battlefield

You?re beggin? me to go, you?re makin? me stay
Why do you hurt me so bad?
It would help me to know
Do I stand in your way, or am I the best thing you?ve had?
Believe me, believe me, I can?t tell you why
But I?m trapped by your love, and I?m chained to your side

We are young, heartache to heartache we stand
No promises, no demands
Love is a battlefield

We are strong, no one can tell us we?re wrong
Searchin? our hearts for so long, both of us knowing
Love is a battlefield

We?re losing control
Will you turn me away or touch me deep inside?
And before this gets old, will it still feel the same?
There?s no way this will die
But if we get much closer, I could lose control
And if your heart surrenders, you?ll need me to hold

We are young, heartache to heartache we stand
No promises, no demands
Love is a battlefield

We are strong, no one can tell us we?re wrong
Searchin? our hearts for so long, both of us knowing
Love is a battlefield

We are young, heartache to heartache we stand
No promises, no demands
Love is a battlefield

We are strong, no one can tell us we?re wrong
Searchin? our hearts for so long, both of us knowing
Love is a battlefield

-- "Love is a Battlefield" by Pat Benatar

Love is a battlefield
Don't worry, I'm not neglecting this!

I've just been busy the last couple of days. Firstly, Erica stayed on Saturday, so we spent day/night walking and hanging around. Then, we walked Sunday morning, then I stayed at her house that night. ^^

Then I went home on Monday. And I don't have an excuse for that day.

So whatever.

Anyway, it's still kind of 'Tuesday' to me, since it's 1 AM. And I haven't gone to bed yet. So, despite the date, this is Tuesdays post!

Yes, it is!

Anyway, when I stayed at Erica's, I read my Chinese Zodiac. (I was born in the year of the Snake, by the way.) Apparently I am beautiful and vain.

'People born in the Year of the Snake are deep. They say little and possess great wisdom. They never have to worry about money; they are financially fortunate. Snake people are often quite vain, selfish, and a bit stingy. Yet they have tremendous sympathy for others and try to help those less fortunate. Snake people tend to overdo, since they have doubts about other people's judgment and prefer to rely on themselves. They are determined in whatever they do and hate to fail. Although calm on the surface, they are intense and passionate. Snake people are usually good-looking and sometimes have martial problems because they are fickle. They are most compatible with the Ox and Rooster.'

Interesting, huh?

I won't disagree with the fickle thing. Some things describe me, some don't. Whatever.

Doesn't this contradict my Cancer Zodiac at all? XP


Kill Bill Vol. 2 came out today. Great movie. I forgot how much people push poor Budd around.

I wanted to put a Hattorzi Hanzo sword right through his boss.

"Quit picking on him, asshole!" *stabs*

Quentin Tarantino's a great director. He has this original style about him. Like when you find out the Bride's name? The little children's attendance call? Yeah, that's very original. (< No sarcasm, although it sounded that way.) Great stuff. If I become a director, I wanna have my own style too.

Anyway, I wanna get working on those original stories. The ideas just won't leave! I can't get in the writing mood though. Either that, or I'm not patient enough to sit and write.

I dunno.
Maybe I just have a case of writer's block.

XP I'm so confused.

My book, "Phantom" by Susan Kay, and my data cable for my cell came the other day. So I've been reading my book whenever I can (great stuff!), and making/downloading backgrounds/ringtones non-stop. I got a kick-ass Godfather ringtone.

And a Stairway to Heaven one.

And PotO.

Yeah, I'm just getting started ;)

My phone went dead, so I had to stop with the ringtones for a bit. But I'll get some more tomorrow.

Now, the big decision:
Which ringtone to use?

Anyway, I found my digital camera the other day. Me, Erica, and Amber have plans to go have a photo-shoot in the park in the fall and winter. Get all dressed up, take the camera out there, and get some pictures. Sounds nice. It'll be great.

I always thought the being a photographer would be cool. Probably not the best thing to depend on, but in my free time, you know?

Off to bed for me. I got up at 8 and went to the lake with my mom and little brother. I got sunburnt (on the tops of my hands, no less) >.<, but I still had fun all the same.

I wanna do something tomorrow, but I have no money. ;.; Somebody save me! (*sings the U2 song*)

Anyway, off to have awesome dreams of Kill Bill, and Michael Madsen. And maybe even Grand Theft Auto.

I looked great in my bikini.
Hey, I'm supposed to be conceited, right? XP

I know, I'm just too cool.
"I'm too sexy for my love, too sexy for my love. Love's going to leave me."

Enough with the joking around. Seriously, goodnight :-P
***

There's a nail in the door
And there's glass on the lawn
Tacks on the floor
And the TV is on
And I always sleep with my guns when you're gone

There's a blade by the bed
And a phone in my hand
A dog on the floor
And some cash on the nightstand
When I'm all alone the dreaming stops
And I just can't stand

What should I do I'm just a little baby
What if the lights go out
And maybe and then the wind just starts to moan
Outside the door he followed me home

So goodnight moon
I want the sun
If it's not here soon
I might be done
No it won?t be too soon 'til I say goodnight moon

There's a shark in the pool
And a witch in the tree
A crazy old neighbor and he's been watching me
And there's footsteps loud and strong coming down the hall
Something's under the bed
Now it's out in the hedge
There's a big black crow sitting on my window ledge
And I hear something scratching through the wall

What should I do I'm just a little baby
What if the lights go out
And maybe and then the wind just starts to moan
Outside the door he followed me home
So goodnight moon
I want the sun
If it's not here soon
I might be done
No it won't be too soon 'til I say goodnight moon

-- "Goodnight Moon" by Shivaree.

Yes, I know, I just love the coolest music.
I can't help that I'm that cool.



Ya know you love me! :P

And do I dream again?
Today was boring. 'Nuff said. I woke up, went running errands. Got kinda sick to my stomach (still don't know why.). Sat around. And did some work outside.

That's about it.

Damn, today was boring.

Tomorrow's gonna be fun though. Despite the fact that I have to CLEAN, my good friend Erica gets to come over after that (about 5-ish). Then we're gonna go walking around town. It's gonna be fun.

I have story ideas dancing around in my head! I just can't write 'em down! >.o
One involves an affair, and major obsession/devotion, on both parts.
Another involves weird Stockholm Syndrome.
The last involves obsession, stalking, a killer, the works. Oh, and a cop. Yeah. I can't help myself.

When will I get around to writing these little diddies? Who knows. One day, one day...

Or, if Alex would like to write that script with me, maybe sooner than I thought ;)

Become a famous director one day.
Or a psychiatrist.
Or a detective.
I'm all kinds of confused.

I literally spent the whole night looking at Halloween costumes, lol! I actually found a few I wouldn't mind having... >.> <.<

Okay, off to bed for me. It 3 AM, I'm kinda tired. And I gotta save that energy for scrubbin' those toilets tomorrow! XP

Here's a nice little diddy for you.


'I was five and he was six
We rode on horses made of sticks
He wore black and I wore white
He would always win the fight

Bang bang, he shot me down
Bang bang, I hit the ground
Bang bang, that awful sound
Bang bang, my baby shot me down.

Seasons came and changed the time
When I grew up, I called him mine
He would always laugh and say
"Remember when we used to play?"

Bang bang, I shot you down
Bang bang, you hit the ground
Bang bang, that awful sound
Bang bang, I used to shoot you down.

Music played, and people sang
Just for me, the church bells rang.

Now he's gone, I don't know why
And till this day, sometimes I cry
He didn't even say goodbye
He didn't take the time to lie.

Bang bang, he shot me down
Bang bang, I hit the ground
Bang bang, that awful sound
Bang bang, my baby shot me down...'
-- "Bang Bang (My Baby Shot Me Down)" by Nancy Sinatra

A wonderful song, might I add. I can listen to it over and over again, and it's still great.

Yes, it's that great.
;)

The hurt doesn't show, but the pain still grows
Yes, I still live. I've finally gotten around to making the bg for this blog. Nothing too special, but I like it. It was a bitch to try and make it so the words showed up. Ah, whatever.

Anyway, I have just had a very liberating experience. I won't go into detail, because I don't know you people. But there should be a few select few that know what I'm talking about. No, don't worry, I didn't nearly die, or anything like that. It was actually a small event that set this off.

Also, I had another Joker dream. Fucking creepy, eh? This guy haunts my dreams. I swear, I don't even know what to think anymore.

Okay, I'm off. It's 2:30 in the morning, and I didn't much sleep yesterday night either. So later.

'Baby, I've been waiting,
I've been waiting night and day.
I didn't see the time,
I waited half my life away.
There were lots of invitations
and I know you sent me some,
but I was waiting
for the miracle, for the miracle to come.

I know you really loved me.
but, you see, my hands were tied.
I know it must have hurt you,
it must have hurt your pride
to have to stand beneath my window
with your bugle and your drum,
and me I'm up there waiting
for the miracle, for the miracle to come.

Ah I don't believe you'd like it,
You wouldn't like it here.
There ain't no entertainment
and the judgements are severe.
The Maestro says it's Mozart
but it sounds like bubble gum
when you're waiting
for the miracle, for the miracle to come.

Waiting for the miracle
There's nothing left to do.
I haven't been this happy
since the end of World War II.

Nothing left to do
when you know that you've been taken.
Nothing left to do
when you're begging for a crumb
Nothing left to do
when you've got to go on waiting
waiting for the miracle to come.

I dreamed about you, baby.
It was just the other night.
Most of you was naked
Ah but some of you was light.
The sands of time were falling
from your fingers and your thumb,
and you were waiting
for the miracle, for the miracle to come.

Ah baby, let's get married,
we've been alone too long.
Let's be alone together.
Let's see if we're that strong.
Yeah let's do something crazy,
something absolutely wrong
while we're waiting
for the miracle, for the miracle to come.

Nothing left to do ...

When you've fallen on the highway
and you're lying in the rain,
and they ask you how you're doing
of course you'll say you can't complain --
If you're squeezed for information,
that's when you've got to play it dumb:
You just say you're out there waiting
for the miracle, for the miracle to come.'

-- "Waiting for the Miracle" by Leonard Cohen

The beginning
My first blog! Now, keep in mind that this layout is only TEMPORARY! It'll be changed as soon as I can get on photoshop and make some images for it. Just read "The Killing Joke" again, and I had a few friends read it -- they loved it! The Joker is freaky and all, but that comic is just... wow. Makes me feel sorry for the guy :\ . I gotta go to bed! School tomorrow (9 days till summer), clothes to pick out (why is it freezing in the school, but hot outside?), and late homework to do (Damn, 6 algebra assignments to make up >.<). Chao! Song of the moment: "Diary of a Madman/Lovesong" by Maynard from Tool