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SLS: Student Success
I had to do this worksheet to see what I would be perfect to do, I wrote in Artist/writer.... Afterward, I had to go to the computer and find the majors and what not.
Fine Art was there but nothing indicating writing... Does it have to be an English major? I wanna take writing AND Art classes, That way I have something in case the other fails. Or just take art classes for shits and giggles.
anyway writer wasn't on there but waiter was. There's a waiter degree? How about Sewing machine mechanic? WTF? Women studies... Now I don't hate women but if it goes from Waste management to Women studies.... I'm sure there's a lot of studies missing between them and after them.
So I decided Art studies, I'm already going to take a lot of writing classes anyway.
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Titties and Tater-tots don't mix
Meh.... At least I haven't given up, I don't like the last one. Looks like the man is a fucking tree trunk for a body, he has twig legs... And the arms... are kinda wrong, and the rest of the proportions.. :(
And the first one, he don't have elf ears but it looks like he does. *obviously none of them are finished, missing details...*
Dammit... I won't give up, but I should have.
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The Rant about nothing.
All throughout this week I took up drawing before classes and in the hour period when I'm just waiting for a class. Worst thing I've done... It fucking sucks it's as if I'm back in kindergarten when I was tracing every fucking thing I could find, and couldn't draw anything at all. I spent 4 hours at home trying to draw Venom, or Carnage and that's when I realized, I suck. The fact that this single thing is a rant pisses me off. I should get a Livejournal and start cutting myself and start ranting more than I already do, I already have a topic: "My parents loved me too much so now I brag about how I have a horrible life when really, I could have had a worse life than I already have, I mean I don't live in Darfur", it sucks because I can't put that long ass title on these journals.
The farthest I've gone without going on a erasing obsession is this.
Look at those shitty arms and pants/feet and the torso looks flat as hell... Dammit. I'll keep trying, but only because I am persistent.
Maybe it's college... Maybe College is fucking me up...
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FUCK!
So I just got a Scanner/Printer..
But when I scan things it converts pictures into PDF... I'm currently trying to convert it into something else but... FUCK!!!!
jpeg
bmp
anything!!!
And my brother is currently playing ME2 on insane... I don't enjoy the screaming and use of racial terms.
Shit's been fixed, but my brother is still screaming like a bitch... Geez I had a harder time playing CoD4 but he's bitching about a bioware game.
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RANT!!! Terrible human beings Pt. 6
If she ever wanted to get married I would deny her request, a person as terrible as her shouldn't be allowed to live or at least allowed to get a happy ending. Of course if other women wanted to be married to eachother, I wouldn't deny their request. Which kinda makes me just as terrible of a person as her, my rant started with this horrible dream I had and its just a small dream to begin with, and now here I am saying she shouldn't be allowed to be alive.
My dream started with me walking to the apartment complex I currently occupy after finishing a day of college. When I open the door the living room is surprisingly empty which is weird since my brother tends to sleep all day on the couch. I walk into my room to find her, in my room, HER. I stand in my room baffled, my mom walks in and tells me that she's staying with us from now on and she's going to be sleeping in my room and all of the sudden my brother comes in with boxes of her shit and as he sets the box down roaches start coming out of it and I start freaking out... Then I wake up, pretty silly nightmare if I just wrote it and didn't tell you the wonderful history I had with this witch. I open my eyes and I immediately check my Zune, 6:34 am, I run out of my room to find my brother watching Netflix on his 360. I am relieved, I've had TONS and TONS of weird nightmares but this one actually had a weird impact on me the entire day. I was sick and felt like shit and was scared to go home since I thought it was going to come true, plus I fucked up my homework( Handwritten work is a no-no).
I've had nightmares where I'm the only person alive when the aliens invade, or I'm the only one awake and as I look out my window I notice this weird robot thing patrolling the streets, or a zombie uprising where zombies actually know how to drive cars, FUCKING CARS. Weird thing is in that zombie dream, the cars that the zombies were driving would constantly increase in size, so you would have these zombies in super huge cars that would take up entire highways as I'm trying to get away from then with Leon Kennedy... Yeah I had that dream shortly after Resident Evil 2 came out.
Looking back at it, I'm make myself sound like an asshole since I am just ranting on this woman who probably had a terrible life.... Probably.
We all have our faults and I am no different than you and she is, although she is a terrible woman I will scream it till my lungs dry out and my skin is all stretched out and my hair is gray, and I'm downright having a dementia fit.
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RANT!!! Terrible human beings Pt. 5
But my mom is a patient woman, for some reason she didn't yell back. She has yelled back at her, I mean my mom has fought with both of them a lot. My mom just stayed quiet and that scared me since I was watched the bitch yelling at my mother from the hallway and my brother was there letting it happen. So the bitch's dog gave birth to 3 puppies; 2 males, 1 female. Bitch named the puppies, Tiny, Coco, and Molly. Tiny and Molly came out looking like their father which was a chihuahua while Coco came out like a mix of a chihuahua and a Yorkie, durrr. Everything was fine at the moment until shit got real.
Apparently Isha didn't like white people as well, same goes for anyone has a skin color to begin with. So one day while I'm at school and my mother is working, I'm assuming something happens during her cross burning session and she begins to pick a fight with the workers which results in my mom losing the house(I can't specify anymore because, I don't how the hell what happened). So we had to clear our shit out. All I know is that my mom gave this contractor the house and gradually my mom would pay rent-to-own and now the guy owns the house and he was kicking us out. So April 28 we move into a motel near seaworld because it was cheap. We start clearing everything out to put into storage while we're looking for a place to stay. Now I could have written something wonderful about that experience, ACROSS from the motel we were staying at was the Sheraton World Resort. At that exact resort, JACON was happening, right across the street from ME, there were people dressed as Naruto characters walking on the sidewalk jaywalking to the Sheraton. Another wonderful thing is that Geoff Fink, Dan Godwin, Joel Heyman from roosterteeth were there, I could have fucking met then but I didn't. I mostly stayed in my fucking room and tried to steal the router the front office had.
During this exact time my brother stopped paying for the laptop he had gotten. The laptop I had mentioned earlier was owed to Rent-a-center or Aaron's or one of those scam stores. And since it was under the bitch's name she claimed it as stolen, which it wasn't. They didn't believe her though, because when she was getting it, she asked the lady that.
"If I report it stolen do I still have to pay for it?"
And apparently they document the shit people tend to say and they didn't believe her, obviously. But they didn't or couldn't arrest her. So we have four people staying in a motel also sharing it with 5 dogs; My dog, Princess, and her 3 puppies. It was great too because I had to watch what she watched, which was Vh1 and MTV and all that shit that is irrelevant to current culture movements and just spend their time being as trashy as possible with reality shows instead of being run for music as they used to. I had to sleep in the same room as the bitch that I fucking hated along with my mother and my brother. So we went living from motel room to motel room. On the last week of this wonderful time wondering if we are going to live on the street, my mom sells her Red Nissan Sentra(but every picture I find, the backseat window looks big, and makes that back area look big... WHICH IT ISN'T) to a scrapyard that mashes up a perfectly great car and when you look at it a "Green efficient" car.
One day(again) my brother and the bitch fight, and in that fight she scratches the living hell out of my brother's face. My brother just ran off after the fight, I guess he feared he would get arrested. So now it's just me, my mom, and the bitch sharing a room with 5 dogs. My mom finds out where my brother is and apparently he's staying with a friend of his' mother, which she's a great lady for doing that, so me and my mom hangout with him and I find out that once my school is over I might have to start living in Puerto Rico, "until we get back on our feet and until we get rid of the bitch ruining our lives." So we go to the movies together and watch Mission Impossible 3... it was a great movie when I saw it but now, meh. We drop my brother off at the lady's house and head back to the motel room we were staying at. A few minutes after we arrive someone calls, bitch answers it and she immediately hangs up she says its my brother and that he insulted her, I guess in that one split second when she had the receiver on her ear he must have spoken surprisingly fast, I look puzzled because she again wasn't paying for shit, there was one small instance when she paid for a room but I really wouldn't put much information into... It might make her look human, which she isn't. He calls again and this time my mom answers. That same night, it was around 7 or 8 so she decides to go to the pool of the place and there she meets an ignorant blue-eyed American which I'm guessing she seduces.
So my last day of school May 25th is the day me and my mom leave for Puerto Rico and sit on the back of the school because apparently the school was eager to kick out it's students since it was the last day and all. I wait an hour, a fucking hour for my mom and that bitch to arrive in the van, although I did have to wait longer on other days, when she was busy doing whatever the hell it is witches do, I would always wait in school til it was 6 to 7 pm because a certainly busy bitch would never pick me up. Anyway they pick me up and she drives us to the airport and that is the last I ever see her, fuck her, thank fucking god I never see her again. If I ever see her again it would be way too soon and it already is way too soon. She's now a lesbian, that's shame that from now on lesbians in my mind will be known for being complete and utter terrible people, I used to know a bunch of girls who were lesbians, they were friendly people, but I so fucking hate her. ARGUAH!!!!!! TO BE CONCLUDED! finally
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RANT!!! Terrible human beings Pt. 4
Did I mention that they fight, they fight so much, why were they together? I mean she used the pregnant excuse way too much. Fuck she was fat. One day I got home from school and went to my room, got my laptop and put some headphones on... Music, As I laid back on my bed listening to music, someone knocks on the door, I don't know exactly what he said but I answered with "AND...?" They answered with "we're the Police."
This time around I didn't do anything, apperently they were fighting... again, and Isha called the police on my brother, he wasn't home, When I opened my bedroom door I noticed that the front door was open and I guess the 2 cops just walked right in. Isha walks out of my brother's bedroom and began talking to them. She played that whole crying game she's done before. They fight, she leaves, and my brother drags her back like a fucking retard.
Going back to the first year this time around for a different story, during the first year my brother got her a puppy and it was a beautiful puppy, but considering I didn't mention it before and it took place before my brother bought her princess. HINT! Thinking over it now I don't exactly remember when this happened, maybe it was after he had gotten princess but before the dog got pregnant. Either way I'm still telling it.
It was a puppy, didn't really have a name or at least I didn't remember a name for the puppy. The week that they got puppy their constant fights resulted in one of them accidentally crushing the puppy's leg, now the dog has a broken leg but they don't bother to take it to a vet, I don't remember them taking him to the vet. If they did, it was probably the worst vet ever because a bandage doesn't fix a broken leg. neither does wrapping the leg in a loin cloth. Eventually the puppy refused to eat so they got a syringe type of thing to force feed it food. But that didn't work and the puppy died a week after my brother had gotten him.
The reason I am saying this isn't for shock factor of any sort, on Wednesday I went with my mom to Target and on the way she talked about how my brother wouldn't leave Kiba alone. Kiba is my dog but more on that later. I really haven't gotten to the whole Princess giving birth. I told her that my brother has been talking about getting a new dog(which he did, just last night around 2am he came home with a teacup Yorkie puppy ). I told her that if he does get a dog I hope it lasts longer than that other dog, I felt so damn sorry for that puppy, I still do. I guess that whole talk resulted in me getting that dream.
Eventually my mom wanted to fix up the house and she really couldn't come up with the money to pay for it since all of the sudden she started paying over $1,000 for it each month. So she signed some contract or something... I'm fuzzy about it, anyway. So this guy starts fixing everything in the house, and Isha has a problem with is, Big surprise there.
So one day after school, I'm in the kitchen making a sandwich and Bitch comes into the kitchen, she start looking out of the window. In 2004 for those who don't know, Florida was struck with 3 hurricanes, or at least 3 that were category 3 and higher. I would say Four but Katrina really didn't affect central Florida. The first, Charlie did the most damage, our fences on each side fell down and several shingles flew out flying somewhere. We also lost our recycling bins that was worse( sarcasm ). My mom kept her van in the garage so the red car was ALL scratched up by... My guess would be the flying shingles, and there were several tree branches surrounding the car as well.
So the workers were working on the roof, one of those workers happened to be black... And it turns out Isha is a racist, Didn't know anyone with a skin color between shit-brown and black could be a racist against blacks, but apparently it's possible and they do exist. Princess gives birth to 3 puppies, we find out she gave birth, I find out she gave birth the wrong way. I walked home this time I had a key, I walk into the living room to find the floor is covered in piss or placenta water, or both, it was a lot more water than usual. There was also throw up and shit all over the floor as well, walking to my room was a challenge, the diarrhea couch was surprisingly clean... Not that anyone would ever sit on it ever again anyway. I check my brother's room which was open, our house looked like a social services case on the inside, even the hallway wasn't safe, my room was closed though.... Thank god for that. It's was it's usual messy self, with days old shit on the floor, I couldn't find the dog but I'm pretty sure it was under the bed. I didn't bother to check under the bed because I wasn't going to lean over a disgusting floor to look for a dog I didn't really like at all and didn't really like me at all, maybe it was also the smell in the room.
My mom arrives around 8 or 9 and wonders what the hell happened, I told her I didn't know, I wasn't going to bother to clean it up. She moves over the bed at my brother's room and finds Princess with 3 new born puppies. My mom suddenly calls my brother's cellphone but since he's at work with Isha, he doesn't answer, she Calls the Toys-R-Us but can't get a hold of them. They get home around 11 in a hurry, and this small even simply pisses me off beyond recognition only because of what happens. Isha arrives and looks around, I don't remember what she did because I was in my room... Not until I heard yelling when I actually came out of my room.
WHY THE FUCK DIDN'T YOU CALL US? I WANTED TO BE THERE WHEN SHE GAVE BIRTH!
At this point she's yelling at my mom, SHE'S YELLING AT MY MOM, My mother, I've never yelled at my mother before and not expected some sort of belt beating. This woman, I have stated before and will state it again, has never paid or at least helped pay any bills that my mom has gotten and she lives with us, Damn! to be continued..
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RANT!!! Terrible human beings Pt. 3
I forgot to mention that my mom owned 2 cars at that time; A Tan colored Ford Windstar which she still owns but hasn't managed to make it work, and the 2 door red nissan(kinda looks like a Nissan 200sx without that 80s cliche lights, the ones that go up and down) which met it's demise around the time me and my mother left hell. Something that always creeped me out was that even though she faked being pregnant for 2 1/2 years(maybe I'm exaggerating) she always spent all of her paycheck on baby items, she bought toys and brought home those kid's meal toys from McDonald's. This woman was basically a child when she wasn't Period-ting the damn bathroom by what I mean by Period-ting the bathroom I mean... chucking used tampons in the toilet and getting that monthly visit on the toilet seat. I'm also Exaggerating about the toilet seat thing, that only happened once or twice not a million times. I know that a woman's time of the month is a part of life and to be honest it creeps me the fuck out and sickens me but I understand that it's normal or as normal as a woman can be(tranny hint).
Another wonderful thing that she does when she isn't converting me along with around ten women from high school to homosexuality, playing childish games with and buying baby toys, she also did voodoo or witchcraft shit. I personally never seen her do anything witchy but I'm sure she put some spell on my retarded brother, and my ignorant mother. I think it took my mom a shorter amount of time to break the spell(around April of that new year), I guess when you're driving and all of the sudden a tire just comes off and that whole, HOLY SHIT WE COULD HAVE DIED!" thing breaks witch spells."
This trip down my wonderful junior year of high school keeps making me remember things that she did and I'm trying to stick to those last 4 to 5 months when I never see her again and I'm trying to get to that dream that led me to write this rant but... Damn.
When She lived with us I got to spend a lot of wonderful time outside, by that I mean I was locked out a lot. I could have had my key but my mother has memory problems as well, so when I would come home from school around 2, 2:30 (1, 1:30 on weds), And no one was home I got to sleep outside until my mom got home from work around 9 at night. I would always leave my fucking window unlocked but fuck if she didn't lock it, even though in our neighborhood there was no threat of anyone breaking in, we must be safe! But now I'm ranting about my mother and her annoying faults, I used to have a key but it disappeared because my brother stole it and gave it to a certain bitch.
Ok to the timeline Febuary. My second change to go to MegaCon, I got to go. It was the best 3 days I ever spent with a bunch of my friends, sadly the girl I had a crush on didn't really stay with the group, and I really didn't see her except for a few minutes(not that I would have said anything since I am a coward after all). It was all great, The Anime club in highschool did it every year, all you needed to pay was 40 dollars and we got a hotel room and everyone brought their systems and tvs and we played on till the girls in the club who were in the other room complained. They really didn't complain until around 1 am so it was all good. Hell I got to meet my best friend Chris, we were playing Mario Party(don't know which one) and we had to share a controller and that's how we became friends, I was Waluigi and he was Boo(that ghost?). On Sunday when the convention ended my mom had asked my teacher to see if he could drop me off at home because she couldn't so it was all great, As we drive down goldenrod and about to turn on autumnvale I see my mom's car... Bitch was driving, she was heading for work at McDonald's 1.3 miles away, Hell I walked 1 mile everyday I had personal fitness, that was nothing. So we get to the house, I get my bag out..
Front door is locked....
Um ok? So I head to my window...
My bedroom window is locked.....
FUCK!
Garage door is locked...
My teacher still hasn't left because he wants to make sure I get in the house alright. So I start panicking, I notice that the front window to the house was open, the screen had been fixed. I remove the screen and push a cart containing the microwave, along the way I break a potted plant. By now I'm already angry having to let my teacher see me breaking into a house. I open the front door and take my stuff in and wave the teacher goodbye. a few seconds later, 2, 3 seconds after my teacher was backing out of our driveway my mom arrives in a rented car with some guy. I go into my room and toss my muddy shoes next to my bed. After the bitch arrives home from work, my mom asks if she was there when my teacher drops me off... Apparently she's also blind to mud and shattered ceramics. The bitch lies and says that she left the front door open. I hate this bitch so much. If I were ever given a choice to save the world and all I had to do was kill a human being... I'd kill her a million times over, I would take her heart out and dice it like potatoes Julienne just to be fucking sure. I don't even know if you can kill a witch that way. Around March my laptop breaks, and my mom buys me a new one that was around $300... An Acer model, she takes the lynx bus there because the van doesn't work and a certain someone and my brother were using it, they got fired for fighting at work and now they worked at Toys-R-Us in Florida mall near where my mom worked... But they worked at different times. She still had a bunch of money left from the tax refund which she also used to fix the Van. So I spent my spring break locked in my room listening to music on my laptop. So the van was fixed(it had been fixed 2 times before but... yeah)... It was the car my mom was driving when that whole laptop password thing happened.
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