Quick story, remember that drawing I was talking about in my post last week about the drawing I left in a random locker in the art department at my school? Well, I saw it last Tuesday.







Haha, didn't see that coming.

Posting it on a bulleton board, not what I expected, but at least they didn't just throw it away.

Probably thinks a retard drew it. <_<


(FYI Anybody wondering about the New York titles in these posts, I made that post after getting back from seeing that movie New York, I Love You. And, it was actually pretty good. I was combing the movie title with the title of a band called I Love You But I've Chosen Darkness. I have one song from them called According to Plan. iTunes recommend. It was ok, but wouldn't recommend it.)

I look back at this year, seeing my friends and looking at my past posts and realizing how depressing everything has gotten. And with the holidays around the corner, strangely enough, it seems like it'll get worse for everyone. Why?

( YOUR ANSWER AWAITS YOU ... )

Yesterday during my Illustrator class, I got bored and just started doodling. I doodled a girl, and gave her distinct features like a big nose, eyes not leveled and of difference sizes, green hair, armpit and leg hair (also green), one arm longer than the other, and one boob normal size, the other nonexistent (I think I drew that, can't recall). As a background, I just drew a diagonal line pattern, like the stripes of a candy cane, only red and black. I crumbled it up, to give it the feeling that it's old. Then I scribbled on the back, multiple times, "Help Me!" I wanted to give the illusion that the girl was trapped in a negative zone of some sorts, that she was trapped in the piece of paper. I also wrote "Kiss Me" once. My story for this would be that she is actually a fairly attractive girl, but somehow got trapped in a dimension of sorts. Her only glimpse of the world is this one window, what the paper sees. She looks up and see's everything moving around her, while we would only see a stillframe of what appears to be a characature of her drawn by a child, the drawing. Whoever finds this paper will see the bizarre ugly woman, not the beautiful young lady, trapped and scarred. Her only way out is for whoever finds this paper to kiss the drawing on the lips, as far as the girl knows, that will set her free. Sort of like the Princess and the Frog or that one story in Canterbury Tales about that old lady who turned out to be a really hot lady, but wouldn't turn into a really hot lady till the guy she was with promised to always love her. I didn't want to write out that she's a captured soul and needs a kiss to be set free and all that garbage, so I just wrote "Kiss me". I then folded it into a little square note, wrote a big "Help me" on the side, and slipped it into some random person's locker in art building.





I wonder what ever happened to that drawing. Wish I saved a copy before leaving it in the locker, or took a picture of it with my cellphone. Oh well. Hopefully someone out there has my drawing and is greatly confused. Your welcome.

I feel a metamorphosis is about to occur.

Inner self, the side of me that has been concealed from the world, hiding, no, has been laying inside me like a larva, not yet ready to burst free, is breaking out. I'm not sure what he is, but he's releasing himself every chance he gets.

My urges are becoming stronger. My desires, more unattainable, which makes them all the more desirable. My designs go from simplified to complex works of art, then in an instant, transparent. My mind is playing with me. Trying to weaken my psyche. Trying to make it easier for him to take control.

I can't loose control. I won't loose control.

... But, I want to.

I'm growing older. But I fear not wiser.

What's happening to me?

or "THIS IS NOT AN EXIT"

I wake up in my own bed, a luxury i've taken for granted the past days. I'll take this over a couch any day.

or "What's My Rage Again?"

My father hits my feet, left out in the open on the edge of the couch I'm sleeping on, telling me to get up and ready to go. 6:30 in the morning never looked so evil. ( Read more... )

or "Made of Clay"

I wake up in this shitty hotel in Santa Barbara, near a strip where there's lots of shops and bars and homeless people. ( Like it so far? Read more ... )

so, there's that. I got bored and wondered if i could write a poem on the spot. i can't. lol.

I've been feeling like shit lately. I think I know where this sickness came from. I thought at first it was just this weekend. My parents and sister were out of town so i had the place to myself, so i bought looooots of junk food. hotdogs, soda, ice cream, ordered a pizza, got hot pockets, you name it. At some point, my chest started to hurt. I think all the cheese got my heart clogged for a sec. That didn't feel right, so, i thought i could walk it off. when I reached the end of the neighborhood, i decided to head back, my chest was just hurting too much. I immediately through away the rest of the pizza. I then checked the scale, it said i was 228 pounds. WHAT!? But then I took a really long shit, and I went back to 220 ... weird.

So, anyway, that's not why i'm sick. I think it was when I went to the movies to see that Ricky Gervais film, The Invention of Lying, and right when the film started, this kid was sitting behind me and sneezed a few couple of times, and when i got home, I was sneezing and my nose wouldn't stop running!

FYI pretty funny movie.

While i was on the computer that night, my nose kept running and i had to keep blowing my nose, i used up so many roles of toilet paper. so many that ... we ran out. My mom came in and gave me a hard time about it, as if I used up all the toilet paper just to be a dick.

Right now I'm feeling kinda ok. I feel like i can wake up on time and go to my anthropology class ... but I still plan not to. I'm probably gonna cut that class and focus on passing history and actually get around to printing my illustrator projects.

Aside from that, nothing new.

Mostly when I stare into nothingness or am fucking around in class, I've been working on some ideas for works of fiction. I need to get around to putting them on paper, maybe work on some sketches, share them on deviantart and see how people feel about them. Most of these ideas are parodies or satires of comics i like. more on that later.

I've noticed that I have too many comic books, manga, and actual books. I need to get around to getting another separate bookshelf.

And apparently my iTouch doesn't want my using the internet, since, the lil button that lets me use the internet mysteriously disappeared ... weird.

Nick, out.

Two figments, seemingly human figures, walk into the night,
they stand side by side as they enter a forest that didn't seem right,
to keep their sanity, they speak to each other till they reach a light,
they will keep their words going with all their might.

While running they come across a shadowed demon horde,
the two fight off omens without the use of shield or sword,
by conversing with each other, the darkness is left ignored,
they brawl and conquer on their own preposterous accord.

But most unfortunately, it could not last,
they said all there is to say, so they made a break for it, fast,
the demons caught up, surrounded them and left no gap they could pass,
it turned grim for the two, the lad and his lass.

These two figments, lovers, friends, allies of their own will,
held each other as the shadows came in for the kill,
they became encased in separate shadowy spheres, separated by not God's will,
two lovers die, crushed by the overbearing darkness, with so much left to fulfill.

Don't fret, for it is not their desire to stray
in this experience that is too graphic to display,
what this story tells is simple, if not a little cliche,
find strength and hold on, when having nothing to say.

So, update on school.

Illustrator class - it's fun, but long and boring. I'm proceeding to doing all my assignments right now so i can turn them in this tuesday when I should've turned them in last tuesday instead of ditching class to see that movie about the serial killer and the sorority sisters (which sucked). Think I'll keep this class.

Anthropology class - Hate it.

US History class - I'm like in between worlds when it comes to this class. The teacher is the most boring person alive, she is so dry and soft spoken and she makes time go by soo slow. On the other hand, she is the only teacher i have consistently taken notes on and actually remember whatever I CAN hear. I'm pretty sure I flunk my last test, but i can work around that. If I do good on all my other exams, they'll drop that test in the end. So, I dunno, I'll give it a try.

Swimming - What can I say? I get dressed, I get in the pool, I swim laps, I get out in less than an hour, take a shower, leave, it's swimming. No complaints. I'm surprised at how fast I actually am considering how out of shape I am. Some of the girls are really cute, one or two in particular. One chick, short and kinda mousy, but god damn does she know how to fill a bikini.

School is pretty busy, alot of people, because of what's going on in our economy, are trying to get the most education they can to get more jobs so our school is packed! Getting parking is abysmal, half the time I gotta park so far away and walk twenty minutes to my class, problem being I always show up later than that. I don't wanna get there early. Fuck that!

Aside from that, everything's ok. Afterwards I have work, though sometimes I don't. I've been having long strains of days where I don't work. It get's kinda boring, which leads to some sort of dilemma. Work gives me something to do, but the thought of going there makes me wanna kill someone. God I need a new job. I can't keep going to Borders whenever I'm bored. I assume the people there don't mind, but I mind.

So ... yeah.

Oh, one little "Nick bitching about something" moment. My CD player's been giving me shit lately. It ate my Pearl Jam cd (no big loss, but still!) So I decided to try and get them all out, I barely got most of them out, it's been a little project I've been working on every time I start the engine. When I got them all out (except for said album) I decided "eh, what the hell" and I slapped my Porcupine Tree album, Deadwing, and ... surprisingly it worked. I've been listening to it for the past two weeks. Last night I tried to see if I could also put in the latest Mars Volta album (I don't remember it's stupid name) and when I pressed "upload", for a slight second my Pearl Jam cd poped out, and then back in. I was like "NOOOOOO!!! FUCK!" And now the CD player is stuck again.

FYI, i took all the disks out so I could upload all my music onto my computer, download them onto my iTouch (got about half of my music on there) and listening to it through my car with some device that allows me to play my ipod and hear it through my car. A device which barely works.

... So the moral of this story is ... .... ... um ... .. .. ... Pearl Jam sucks?

At what point does "vintage" become just plain "old"?

You never realize how much music you have till you decide to upload all your cds onto your new computer, inserting cd after cd, transferring entire album after album, till finally it's the next morning, and you're not even halfway done.

I don't even like AC/DC that much, why the hell do I have so many of their cds!? It's not as much as my Who and Rush collection, but Jesus!

Been a while, not too long a while, but a while nonetheless.

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Feeling the obligatory guilt for not updating here. I blame Twitter ... yes, I have a twitter. Yes, I hate myself.

Click here to follow me do my daily routine of nothing you can possibly ever care about, and I'll do the same ... PLEASE!!!!

Hey, it's used to brag about all the minor important tasks that no one would care about if you did not publicly announce you're doing it, right? Well, what's the point in having one if no one's gonna share their load of the work and follow you. Right? ... Right!?

( Now here's the part where I make you feel bad for doing exactly what I'm doing. Enjoy! )

Why is it so fucking hard for me to type "JUST" without it turning into "JSUT"?

Last thursday I got a flat tire and have been driving for a week with a spare. My parents haven't noticed yet. I'm waiting for a good day to tell them so I can figure out where I can go to get my tire back on. I was gonna today, but I didn't.

They also don't know I dropped my 3d graphics class, so I've been spending my monday and wedneday mornings at Borders bookstore, looking through the manga and graphic novel section.

( Here's where I go on about something unimportant ... )

I left the theater thinking "X-Men Origins: Wolverine" was an incredibly kickass movie.

Then I go to my internet forums and discussion sites, and after reading countless reviews posting everything that was wrong with it, I now have second thoughts.

Now, I just think it's "ok". Even though THAT might be saying too much.

I think the best way to describe the movie would be this quote I got from an internet forumer that I thought was funny.

"I mean the movie was fun to watch, but god damn was it just BAD."

I wonder what it was like to like a movie before the internet came out ... must have been nice.

Life is so fucking boring, even when it's TRYING to be interesting.

I mean, we have this Pig Flu thing going on and it's not enough to fill my thirst. Sure it makes me a lil cautious, but knowing that there are ways to get through it and that we have vaccines for it ... it just ain't working for me. I'm not saying I WANT anything bad like this to happen. I don't want to see everyone I know and love puking their guts out till their dead. I'm just saying I'm in a rut. And I can be in a rut even during a dark time. Maybe I'm just so self centered ... Nah, it's not a maybe. I KNOW I'm self centered.

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Just a random thought.

If they do ever make a sequel to The Dark Knight. What would they call it? DK is a sequel to Batman Begins, implying they'd have to come up with a completely different title for a third installment. Who knows, maybe Nolan can break the chain of previous Batman movie directors and make a trilogy. If he does ... what would he call it?  Let's look at a couple of ides:

Caped Crusader would be the most appropriate, since that's another one of his titles and it seems like a triumphant title for Batman, perfect for conclusion to the Nolan Batman franchise.
The Dark Knight II is out of the question. For one, it's the third installment of the franchise, adding a II to it would be beyond confusing for fans years later. Let's NOT pull a Rambo on the Batman franchise, please.
The Dark Knight Returns might work. That's an existing Batman comic title, on of the most critically acclaimed. Doesn't have much to do with the movies, but no one would care. Though the title would sound weird. He was given the title Dark Knight at the end of the movie, meaning he began his vigilanteism as that. A bat costumed vigilante of justice working only out of his need to help, knowing society wants him dead. Where would he "return" from? Maybe I'm thinking too much into it.
Batman 3 ... I'm not even gonna touch what's wrong with that.
2 Dark 2 Furious ... no thank you.
The World's Greatest Detective seems too vague. That could be about ANYBODY. Sherlock Holmes. L from Death Note. Detective Conan. Pink Panther, lol. And besides, even if he is one of them, I don't think he would qualify as the OVERALL GREATEST. I dunno, he's more action oriented and his methods of detectiving seem to require vast amounts of suspension of disbelief. Don't ask.
Mask of the Phantasm ... a live action version of the Batman Animated Series' greatest movies would be pretty interesting *wink wink*.
Batman and the Boy Wonder. Screw it, you have to add Robin eventually, might as well do it now. I know he'll never be as cool or useful as Teen Titans Robin, but then again, no one can. Plus, that might help wash away the memories of Batman and Robin ... uggghhhhhh.
Batman & Batgirl, hmm. Why not? let's skip Robin and go straight to his female counterpart. Spice it up a notch. given, she was just added to the team to vanquish the rumors of Batman and Robin being butt pirates, but she can be given an even better role than that withou Robin. Now it isn't even apparent that Gordon even has a daughter to play the role of Batgirl, but that's okay. There were infact many other gals who wore the costume to choose from ... like, 3 or 4 other ones. Just pick one. 
Batman & Superman ... please? C'mon, that'd be awesome. I don't even give a flying shit about Superman, but having him along side Batman would be awesome. Yes, I know Nolan wants to make his Batman movie franchise as realistic as possible ... fuck that, we don't care. Give him Superman! That's the only way I can imagine Superman being cool again. Superman Returns tried as hard as it could to do that, but it just reminded me of how kinda boring he is. Yeah, I said it. Hell, let Batman join up with Green Latern for all I care. You can't look me in the eye and tell me Batman can survive doing all the shit he does, and call that "realistic".
The Bold and the Brave? The cartoon sucks, but I assume the comics were pretty good. Sure it's sound clitche and cheesy and corny and ... on second though, nevermind.
Batman: Requiem. What? Batman thinks he's SO great he shouldn't go down the unoriginality path and use one of the most used sequel titles ever. Right along Resurrection.
Batman: A Puzzle of Flesh - Okay, now I'm just fucking around.

Either way, if Nolan does decide to continue directing and as long as Batman's in it, kicking ass and taking names, I'll still watch it. Just as long as their are no Austrian madmen with puns about Ice ... I dunno about you, but being raped twice isn't on my To-Do List.

I might as well comment about my previous entry. I finished Air Gear a couple of weeks ago and my final opinion of it is-

*drum roll*

It was okay. Just okay. Not great, but not terrible either. Just okay.

Animation: Okay.
Voice Acting: Okay.
Story: Okay.

EVERYTHING was okay. That's the prob. There really was nothing that made it stand out. Though in their defense, how interesting CAN you make a story that involves inline skating? I mean, other than Jet Set Radio.


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