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*angry crickets refuse to chirp and tap their feet in dismay*

D:

DON'T LOOK AT ME LIKE THAT. SHIT HAPPENS, YO. SHIT HAPPENS.

well, if you MUST know, i did get some drawings done.

first one is a Halloween/Happy B-Day for L :> HAPPY BIRTHDAY GREAT DETECTIVE L~ BEING BORN ON HALLOWEEN IS FUCKING KICKASS.

second one is dedicated to BoA for her 23rd b-day. SAEGIL CHUKHA HAMNIDA, NOONA! I WAS SO SURPRISED/SAD AT HOW FEW B-DAY DEDICATIONS I SAW FOR HER THIS YEAR SO FAR. SHAME, PEOPLE D:<

THE THIRD ONE IS... A SECRET >

i'll upload them tomorrow since i drew them on lindsay's laptop, cause mine seems to have wanted to be a bitch recently. i've had like, close to no internet access this whole week of break, so i had to rely on others' computers or things outside of the internet to entertain me.

WHICH LEADS ME TO THE BOOK I AM CURRENTLY READING.

House of Leaves, by Mark Z. Danielewski.

Any fans of the MarbleHornets ARG currently out there, I highly recommend this book.

And, vice versa, any fans of House of leaves, I highly recommend the MarbleHornets ARG.

Both have the same sort of extremely unsettling, subtle horror. Kinda like that Paranormal Activity movie, only, in my opinion, better. Amazing stuff. I'm starting to like this type of horror a lot more than most horror movies out there. Instead of straight-out murderers and monsters, it makes you uncomfortable about normal things. Trees. Shadows. Echoes. Not out-right terrifying, but just gives you this overwhelming sense of wrongness, the kind that you think "Psh, that's not scary at all" and yet find yourself unable to sleep at night.

TRUE HORROR.

GOD ITS SO DARK ALREADY. AND COLD. I'M NOT READY FOR YOU, WINTER D: I WANT MY SUMMER BABY BACK. I WANT MY WARM SUNNY DAYS, MY LONG FUN-FILLED NIGHTS, MY HAPPINESS, MY BEACH, MY TIME, MY SHORTS, MY SANDALS, MY TAN, MY FUN, MY FRIENDS, MY ENDLESS DAYS OF BLISS BACK. I WANT MY SUMMER BACK.

I had so much fun this summer. I really, really didn't want it to end. More so than any other summer in my life.

This break went by waaaaaaay too quickly. but i had my share of fun times. Mostly with trying to solve some MarbleHornets and Just Another Fool mysteries with people (I think i would be amazingly happy if i turned out to become a detective. i love solving mysteries.) i to the beach to watch the sunrise one morning.

cause that's how we on the east side do it.

we can't watch sunsets on the beach, so we watch sunrises.

WATUP.

As most of you who know me personally already know, the beach has been like, a huge part of my life ever since, ever. so anyone who i actually let into my house will see seashells on almost every surface of the place LOL. I must have shells of every single type in existence already in my possession, but for some reason every time i go to the beach i feel like i'm discovering more and more treasures. even if i have the same thing at home. so while there, WE COLLECTED.

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we got quite a haul :>

the tiny piece of turquoise seaglass is my favorite. i have a fair amount of seaglass, and i've never found any of that color *__*

i want winter to gtfo.

now that i think of it, its around last winter when i started mentally going fucking downhill. That's prolly why i want summer to last so much longer. that's prolly why i want to postpone winter. Summer healed me. winter will hurt me again.

shit. god. now i remember.

i have issues.

maybe i should go see that shrink my mom keeps pushing on me. (though i'm convinced shrinks are just as fucked up as most of their patients. if not more so. or just sneaky bastards. prolly just writing their damn grocery list in those little pads.)

MOLLY. GET YOUR SKINNY ASS OVER HERE AND TAKE QUINN GLENN. HE'S SICK OF ME D:<

*curls up under 20 blankets with coffee and House of Leaves*

RELIGIONS
Taoism: Shit happens.
Hinduism: This shit happened before.
Buddhism: It is only the illusion of shit happening.
Zen: What is the sound of shit happening?
Islam: If shit happens, it is the will of Allah.
Jehovah's Witness: Knock knock. Shit happens.
Atheism: There is no such thing as shit.
Agnosticism: Maybe shit happens -- and maybe it doesn't.
Protestantism: Shit won't happen if I work harder.
Catholicism: If shit happens, I deserve it.
Judaism: Why does shit always happen to me?
Televangelism: Send money or shit will happen to you.
Rastafarianism: Smoke that shit.
Unitarianism: Who gives a shit?

20 virtual-bucks and a batch of interweb-cookies for whoever can guess what magazine i got that from :3