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Led-Head
31 March 2009 @ 06:29 pm
I think I finally found a solution to some of my issues. I started keeping a written journal today in 6th  period, writing down every thought that crossed my mind as they occurred to me. I managed to get a full page of rambling nonsense, and I write really small, so it's a shitload of thoughts. It was really therapeutic. I think I was weirding out some people I know, though. They were like "WTF is all that?" and I'm like "...Nothing :|" Oh well. I feel like Rorschach, lol. I need to get a nicer journal, not a ratty old spiral notebook. That'll tempt my parents to read it though. So I guess spirals will have to do until I can buy one for myself. I figure, though, that if I was able to write down that much in just two periods, that a whole day's worth of psycho nonsense would be huge. Good thing spirals are cheap.
 
 
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Led-Head
21 March 2009 @ 08:52 pm
SO I HAVE A GLASS OF WATER AND A ROLL OF TOILET PAPER(FOR TISSUES, I HAVE A COLD)SITTING ON MY DESK

AND I WENT TO TAKE A DRINK WITHOUT LOOKING AND GRABBED THE TOILET PAPER ON ACCIDENT

SO I PUT IT UP TO MY MOUTH TO TAKE A DRINK AND I WAS LIKE "DUDE WHAT THE HELL IS THIS"

I DRANK MY TOILET PAPER ROLL

FUCK I FIND THIS HILARIOUS

LOLOLOLOLOL
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Current Music: I Love the Dead - Alice Cooper
 
 
Led-Head
06 March 2009 @ 09:35 pm
God my dad is such a prick sometimes. It's like he's trying to talk me out of pursuing an art-related career. He wants be to go into the medical field, and I refuse to become a pharmacist, which is what he wants me to do.

All he cares about is money. I know what he wants, he wants me to grow up and have all this money to take care of everyone else in my family and reach his goals for him so he feels like he accomplished something.

It's not my fault him and my mom were too fucking stupid to care about college. I'm not him, I'm not gonna let him use me to achieve a dream he never got to himself. My art is what I love, and he won't stop telling me how slim my chances are of ever achieving anything in the art field are, or how risky it is. I fucking know all that, god damnit, and I'm willing to take the risk. If I fail and end up in a shitty office job, well, at least I can say I tried, unlike him. I wish I had the balls to tell him that. But no, I just sit there listening, not saying anything again because I'm too much of a fucking pussy to speak up for myself, waiting till I get home so I can bitch about it to the Internet like an emo attention whore.

I feel like the fucking elf who wants to be a dentist in "Rudolph".
 
 
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Led-Head
27 February 2009 @ 07:57 pm
I think I'm starting to crack under stress here...I'm getting dandruff for the first time in years, I'm chewing on the skin of my fingers to the point of sores, I've developed a twitch thing(I tense my muscles in my arms and legs at random times), and I've been tired constantly regardless of how much sleep I get. I don't know what's stressing me out and it's starting to make me think I really do have problems. It might just be pressure from school and this upcoming comic project. I don't even know what's wrong with me, man, and I can't tell my parents or anyone else because I have trouble speaking my thoughts. That's another thing...I can't talk about anything anymore. It's almost like I physically can't say what I want to say really, really bad. That might be what's stressing me out. I'll spend hours debating in my head whether or not I should tell someone what's on my mind, but I always end up deciding not to. It's really hard to describe. It's like I can't organize my thoughts or something, like I know what's driving me insane but at the same time, I don't. I can't find the words to say it or something. If anyone's still reading this it's probably weird hearing me all serious...But really, I think I'm actually slowly slipping into madness here. I need to vent. This would make a good idea for a comic. God, I'm going fucking crazy.
 
 
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Led-Head
13 February 2009 @ 05:20 pm
I just saw this...rather...dirty video...of this long-haired guy...b-but...IT LOOKED EXACTLY LIKE THIS HOT GUY I KNOW. I SWEAR TO FUCKING GOD. The quality was shit so I couldn't really see his face that well...But it totally looked like him. He was wearing a necklace and bracelets, and the guy I know wears a necklace all the time, can't remember if he wears bracelets though. I'm gonna have to wait till Tuesday to sneak a glance at him in school. I swear to fucking god, if it's the same guy, I think I'll pass out right there in the middle of class. Holy shit this is like the most awkward I've ever felt in my life. Why the fuck am I posting this? Jesus tapdancing Christ, I'm having one weird-ass week. eoriuhgoeuidvswdvkin ,niwren i.
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Led-Head
12 February 2009 @ 07:17 pm
I'm just in a really good mood lately...Life is just really good right now. I've got this thing going, which has me totally excited and proud, because it's really a genuine honor knowing that Mr. P picked me to draw his comic for him, out of all the older, better artists he knows. I'm still confused by that, but hey, whatever. And my grades are doing fine, and I'm gonna be getting my driving permit soon...I just feel like I'm starting to mature, you know? I'm finally becoming a young adult...And my art...A few years ago I would never have thought I'd be where I am today. I wouldn't even had been able to call it "art", I always just called it drawing. But it seems like I'm learning new things on my own every day, and I can actually say that I have my own style now. I'm no master, but I really feel like I'm going to go somewhere, now. I'm going to start taking art courses at the community college next year...I don't care if there isn't good money in the art world, like everyone says. My art is my passion, even if it seems like I just do it for fun. It really is fun to me, though. And it makes me feel great when kids in my classes who think I'm weird as hell stand over my shoulder and watch me draw and say I'm great at it, as antisocial as I am...And then to be picked for this comic thing...feels good man. But yeah...I just feel really great right now, not in a jump for joy kind of way, but more so in a contented sigh, big grin kind of way.
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Current Music: Billy Jean - Michael Jackson (Yes, seriously, lol)
 
 
Led-Head
11 February 2009 @ 04:11 pm
I think they should make the brick of ramen noodles out of, like, one gigantic noodle.

Also, parmesan cheese smells like ass when you put it on ramen.
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Led-Head
01 February 2009 @ 04:35 pm
OMFG, LMAO.

My mom and I just got back from the store, rite? So anyway, we were there and we were getting bread. So there's this lady standing next to us, a grown woman. She was by herself and looked like a normal woman.

BUT THEN.

We hear someone say "BAAAAGELS..." real quiet, like, almost a whisper. So we turn around, and it was the woman standing next to us. Me and my mom are just like "UM..." and looking at each other with these confused/freaked out faces...And we're like, "...What?" to the woman. And she goes "I like bagels..." and stares at the bagels.

I SHIT YOU NOT. I SHIT YOU FUCKING NOT.

So we got the nearest bag of bread and got our asses out of there...Holy shit, I lol'd so hard afterward though. BAAAAGELS is now a family in-joke.
 
 
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Current Music: Rebel Yell - Billy Idol
 
 
Led-Head
18 January 2009 @ 12:15 pm
It's my dad's birthday today, I think he's turning 37.
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Current Music: Jamie's Cryin' - Van Halen
 
 
Led-Head
16 January 2009 @ 06:30 pm
I realized why everyone I know IRL thinks I'm so weird. I never talk in class, I hardly ever answer my phone, I don't have and rarely go to parties...I think I hate looking at people while I talk to them. I'm totally fine while talking on webcam though...It's as though I lose all ability to communicate when I know the other person is paying attention to me, stuttering and voice cracking and such, but only when I'm physically next to said person. And I only choke up when it's just me and them. I'm fine in groups of friends, I act pretty much the same way I do online.

Brb, gonna go kill people now

TL;DR: I ramble and vent about my psychopathic tendencies and general inability to handle one-on-one situations


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