Friday, September 30, 2011

30 Days Hath September...

I always hated that poem when i was little. stupid teachers always made me recite it so I knew how many days were in the month and then we had a quiz on it

So pointless -_-;

Anyways today is the last day of september if you weren't already aware of that. which means that tomorrow is the first of october Nobody's favorite month for various reasons: his birthday, and Halloween is pretty much his version of christmas.

It's also homecoming next week, which means a bunch of dressing up and crap. not much for school spirit but i guess it wouldn't kill me to participate in some of the dress up days Class color is black (because were seniors) and I have more than enough black to wear

Nobody should be back next week. he texted me today and told me that he was pretty much back to normal but didnt want to come in on a Friday, since its the last day of the week anyways. he's pretty much just milking it for one more day right now Bastard. I'm bored here T-T

Thats all for now; post laterz

Tuesday, September 27, 2011

Feel like hell

I'm just getting over a mild cold but I decided to post an entry anyway. probably have to wipe the keyboard down when I'm done, but meh.

Anyways, Nobody never came to school today so I'm assuming that he's sick. poor guy probably came down with the flu, and he really hates throwing up. I realize that no one enjoys tossing their lunch but i think he has a phobia of it. If he even thinks he's going to he turns really pale and gets all shakey. it would be funny if he werent absolutely miserable when that happens.

in other words, my day has been really dull. I don't really talk to a lot of people other than Nobody, so i pretty much stuck to my sketchbook all day. it's actually kind of strange how i've been drawing a lot of forestscapes and what Nobody referred to as 'sweeping vistas.' I think he just likes throwing big words around; they just look like pretty landscape scenes to me

I did a really cool scene today but my scanner is messed up and i forgot my deviantart account, so I cant get it up right away to show it off. i really wonder why technology hates me so much

That's all I can think to write for now. might post again tomorrow or later in the week , if Nobody isnt back.

Friday, September 23, 2011

Total Dom-ination

Nobody told me to make my own post yesterday so here it is. I'm Dom. that is all.

...and judging by the way he's glaring at me I have to write more than just that. -_-;

as you can probably tell, Im not a complete spelling and punctuation Nazi like Nobody is (for the record he made me capitalize 'nazi' even though I think it would have been fine without the caps) and I also have a firm belief in smileys/emotes. =D waaaaay easier to read someone's emotions when you're talking to them if they toss some emotes at the end of their sentences; i'm not good at reading emotions via text >.>

If you read yesterday's post, you know enough about me. Parents are pricks, Nobody rules, and I'm getting him a knife for his birthday A big one, too.

I'mma go before he makes me go back and correct any errors I made above and deletes all my precious smileys. >.>

Thursday, September 22, 2011

Parents

I just want to state my opinion on an issue here: parents are supposed to protect you and provide for you, not kick you out to a friend's house because you don't want to deal with them.

I'm not talking about personal experience, but Dom's parents certainly fall under the general category of 'bastards' (don't worry, I have permission to rant about this).

Dom had to bunk at my place last night because of 'trouble at home' (read: daddy was in the bottle and mommy had enough 'being motherly' for the week). Completely out of the blue, but it's not the first time this has happened, so my parents were cool with it. We didn't really sleep; mostly, we wipe each other out on video games (read: I take the kills in Halo, but none of the kills in Black Ops) or work on our songs (Dom writes the music, I write the lyrics; totally gonna be big in a few years); nothing too strenuous. Maybe we'll end up knocked out at about 4:30 or 5:00 (at the latest), but we have to wake up right away afterwards, so we're both pretty much zombies the whole next day of school.

Speaking of zombies, I've been thinking about putting my 'bug out bag' together. I know I can't have a fully-stocked one at school (no weapons policy), and same thing probably goes for work, but I should be able to build a substantial one at home, if I add the knife I got at the wedding last weekend (usher gift; didn't make much sense to me, either). It's a really small knife, though, so I dunno...

Anyways, Dom tried to tell me that a zombie bag could just include a power bar, a pistol, and a couple of extra shells. Any other zombie fans out there, please join me after the apocalypse to wave a sad goodbye to zombie Dom.

Nobody, signing out (why the hell does that feel so cheesy to say, and yet so right?)

Monday, September 19, 2011

Guess Who's Back?

Look at the title. Now look at me. Now back to the title. Now back to me. Sadly, the title is not me, but I wrote it, therefore it is something akin to a child of mine. I'm on a horse. Riding backwards.

Anyways, I'm back home and wishing I were still up in Duluth. Something about waking up, looking to the left, and seeing just an endless expanse of blue beats waking up, looking to the left, and seeing the floating gas ball people claim is my sibling. That and not having to deal with teachers and too many other kids my age. That was almost heavenly.

Now I just want to go home and take a nap. Beyond that, my English teacher mixed up my journal with Dom's (they look similar). I looked in Dom's and saw something along the lines of "Well, 'Nobody,' are you trying to turn your Slender Man obsession into a story? I'd like to see you move on now," but it was taken away before I could read much more. In mine, she'd written "Wow, Dom, you really seem to be learning! Not a single correction this time! Good job! A+" (The scores are actually out of ten, not letters, and it's worth pointing out that my journal entries are pretty much spotless when it comes to corrections.)

I'd like to make sure everyone knows that I don't have a Slender Man 'obsession.' I've only seen the video series, I haven't read any of the blogs. Sure, for a while I was stuck drawing Operator symbols all over and drawing the lanky bastard himself when I got bored, but I'm not obsessed. He's a cool idea, but nothing more than that. I'm not going to get paranoid about something that was created on a forum. I've moved on to bigger and better things; the only abomination that will ever terrify me on any level is a zombie, and it will stay that way.

And for the record, I'm not afraid that collective belief in him will create (or has created) a 'tulpa.' No one I know has that kind of imagination, anyways. (Well, Dom was a little scared by the video series, but seems to be completely over it now. Hasn't complained to me about any lingering paranoia, anyways.)

In conclusion: I'm no 'Slender fan,' not to an extreme anyways. I'm more likely to watch Red vs Blue or another machinima (yeah, I'm a Halo fan; deal with it) than catch up on whatever I've missed on the video series.

But, I digress. If I keep going like this, it just might turn into a Slender Blog anyways. I'll try to get more updates at some point, and possibly even post an excerpt of one of my ongoing projects for your viewing. Gotta have some sort of fanbase established before I head off to a publisher, after all.

Nobody, signing out.

Thursday, September 15, 2011

Duluth

Well, I made it; I'm up in Duluth. Lots of people in suits walking around at my hotel; a bunch of them are probably here for the wedding, but there are a good deal of them that I don't recognize. Ah well; probably the groom's side of the family (I'm on the bride's side).

At any rate, I got a beautiful view off the balcony on my third-floor room; Lake Superior in all it's glory. I took a vid with my phone, but I forgot my microSD at home, so I can't upload it here. Can't even take the pictures off. I wish my camera were better: the moon is full, and it's got that amazing line of moonlight down the lake, all glowing and shiny and pretty-like... Yeah, I love my life right now. Best part is, I get to skip school for this.

So, I'll be up here another three days, at least. Probably looking at Senior Pics on Sunday, before I come back. Since we're leaving later on Sunday, though, I very well may be able to skip school Monday, too. Parents are saying it'd be alright, given the fact that tomorrow and Saturday are going to be busy as hell, and I really don't function well on minimal sleep.

Nobody, signing off.

Tuesday, September 13, 2011

My Long Weekend

I get a long weekend this week. Instead of sticking around in school for all five days, I'm heading up to Duluth, the greatest city in the world, for a wedding. It just so happens that I'll be getting my senior pictures taken up there, so when I get them all developed (or, more likely, downloaded), I'll post one of them here. Dom's too paranoid to do the same, no matter how persuasive I try to be. Moron doesn't even have Facebook.

(For the record, I do know that Dom can read this)

Anyways, I've been really getting into the topic of the Slender Man lately. If you don't already know (*cough*Dom*cough*), Slendy is a tall, faceless man that stalks you and kills you. He can't be seen unless you 'trap' him in place with a camera (there's a whole theory into how that works, but I can't be bothered to write it all up here), or unless you're his target. He also only goes after people that know about him, apparently, so since I haven't seen him, I'm going to assume I'm safe for now.

Being a writer and all, I've thought at a few points that I should start writing a horror story revolving around the Slender Man, since it hasn't been done yet (to my knowledge), but I've already got a lot on my writing plate. I'm almost done with a manuscript that I hope to get on to the editing stage soon, and after that comes the second draft that I can send in to a publishing agent. Maybe when that one sells a bazillion copies and makes me a gazillionaire, I'll start a Slender story. Until then, though, I'm going to stick with what I've got.

But, I digress. I'll be bringing my laptop to the wedding, and unless the hotel I'm staying in pulls an 'Embassy' (my term for the motels that claim free wireless but really make you pay), I should be able to do some posting from there. If not, I'll leave any critical updating to Dom.

Ciao.



JLOFXIJTWPJDF

Sunday, September 11, 2011

Decade

It's been a decade since the September 11th attacks. Though it may be cliche, I remember exactly where I was.

I was sitting in Mrs. [redacted]'s 2nd-grade class, and she was trying to get the television to work to play a movie for us. When it turned on, it was the news, the initial coverage of the attacks. I think at that point, everyone was a little shocked and didn't know what it meant. Dom was there, too (yeah, we've been friends forever), and neither of us really realized that this was an act of terrorism, the prelude to war. We both thought it was an average, run-of-the-mill accident. I wish I could be that naive again.

Of course, I know better now. What followed the attacks was a serious rise in security that I don't think will ever fall back below 'orange,' and a war that has been the source of controversy for the last decade (give or take a few years). I've heard all sorts of conspiracy theories, but I really don't care.

I don't care who attacked us. All I care about is the fact that innocent lives were lost, and are continuing to be lost as I write this. War isn't a heroic thing. War is the product of hatred, and only begets more hatred, which brings still more war. It's a vicious cycle that will never end the way we're going now. This is why I've lost faith in the human race as a whole: we can't look beyond ourselves to see each other. I'm not saying I'm a saint; I'm no different. But I'm trying.

Anyways, on a less serious note, I've discovered that IE9 doesn't work with Blogger, so all my updates are going to have to come from either the school or my laptop (which I'm using right now). I didn't plan on upgrading my laptop to IE9 in the first place, since I'm more accustomed to IE8, but this is just another reason. I'll probably have to get Firefox or Chrome in the future, though. Probably Firefox, because...well, it's a fox. On fire. Who wouldn't like that?

Thursday, September 8, 2011

Well, Here I Am

I don't know why I'm starting this blog, but my friend Dom said that it could help with my writing. So...read the title; here I am.

I'm no good at beginnings, I can tell you that right now. I thought a blog might be a little different than a book, but I guess it's not: I still have no idea how to start it off. I have no clue what to do after it's started either, come to think of it. This probably won't last very long, or get many updates, unless Dom gets on me about it.

Anyways, I'm Nobody, signing off.

...apparently, endings aren't my thing either. -_-;