Not too good at updating, am I?

Uuuhm, bleh. Started college. Gamedesign and Graphics. I moved, got my own apartment now. It's messy. Broke my cellphone. Thank fuck for internet.

A bit scared to make contact with my classmates. Damn.

First class in concept design and introduction to stuff on monday. My birthday's tomorrow. I'll be spending it alone, boohoo. Oh well. I hope I can take the effort to go to the library downtown and borrow a few books I've been wanting to read a loooong time.

Got sick of the old layout. Eh. For some reason I'm kind of inlove with the movie Deadgirl.
Especially the image with Rickie touching her feet. XD
No idea why. I don't think I'll ever watch it again because it was in some way pretty nasty. But still kind of... good. Uh.

The Prince of Tides is on TV. Now that is a nasty movie. Or horrible, rather. *shudder*

What the fuck Anne Rice is a catholic again, she's written books on "Christ our saviour" and will only write books about him from now on D; and Stan Rice has died of braincancer.

Which means: no more Lestat and no more Mayfair Witches. :c

What. the. fuck.


I am so slow keeping up with things man. Stan died in 2002! Jeebus.

Got an email today saying that applicants are being reviewed. I still have no idea when I'll know if I got in or not. (Game Design and Graphics.)

I don't like sleeping anymore. When I finally do sleep I tend to never get up until 12-14 hours later just because I can't be assed to.

Going to a festival and I'll be seeing MUCC, Dir en grey, Girugamesh, Pain, Bring me the Horizon, various metalbands and Slipknot. I should be psyched. Ugh. 14 hours in a bus to get there.

I need to check through my clothes and sell the shit I don't want. I've promised myself not to buy anything until all the crap is gone. And I really feel like comfortshopping! XD

Yes, well... I got my prints awhile back. Bought some frames from IKEA and spraypainted them. (I later spraypainted my shelf so it's black now too. It features three of my favorite bookcovers of three great books; Wuthering Heights by Emily Brontë, Pandora by Anne Rice and Martin by George Romero, hehe.)



I suppose I should be embaressed that I have an A3 of printed out pictures of John Amplas, Oguri Shun and Kyo hanging beside them, but erhmm.. I don't. XD



I like the fact (note the sarcasm) that I only have two posters of girls on my walls; Go Go Yubari/Chiaki Kuriyama and Captain Maggot. Hrmpf.





...unless a printed out image of a painting by Trevor Brown counts? Though it's a bit sexistic I suppose.



...yay for ramblings!



ALSO. I FOUND ANOTHER VERSION OF RIGHT WHERE IT BELONGS A FEW DAYS BACK. I'm a horrible Nine Inch Nails fan, I never knew it existed :(


It's sooo beautiful. Bawww. ;____;

Right where it belongs is one of my favorite NIN songs. Ever. (which is saying a lot since I can't even pick my favorite album!)

I'm having a bit of an identitycrisis again. I love lolita, I really do. But for some reason I always try to fit into sweet lolita even though I really do not fit in it, I don't feel comfortable and it's just not me at all.

Sweet lolita in black is fine, but any other color is just... not me.


I used to have more of a grungy/all black style as a teenager. I think I'm going to go back to that. We'll see how it goes...

I think I have like, 4 or 5 blogs. I rarely use either one of them. XD