K. UM. WHERE'S DAD?

Neither of his phones work. Pick up the phone! I want Internet, dangit! >C

Also, I've been playing Pokémon Ruby again, doin' some berry tree planting and breeding and whatnot. Oh, and taking advantage of Zigzagoons for millions of free rare items. That's always fun.

Also, I think I enjoy gardening. Like, IRL gardening. I have some plants growing, and... I'm actually surprised they're still alive. They're, like, a few inches tall and developing leaves and stuff. It's pretty cool. I might have to transplant them into pots soon, though. Right now I have 'em in those little Dixie cup things.

I'm also fending off internal conflicts. Tryin' to figure out if I'm being a Christian correctly and stuff. Maybe it's from all the Moral Orel, I don't know.

Also JUST realized that The Else is a really weird album title. I never thought anything of it until last night, when I got all philosophical and tried to decipher its meaning.

Also I still want No Answer to be on the next adult album.

QUICK CHRISTMAS UPDATE

So uhh. I've been gone for a couple weeks. Not even keeping up with LJ or anything. So today, I finally get on a computer to set up my new MP3 player and flash drive and stuff, aaaand I find I'm still being talked about. Quite negatively, in fact. How many times do I have to say I haven't done any of the creepy stuff she's claiming I have? There's no shrine on my wall and I don't want to have sex with her in her sleep. And yeah, she's forgiven me a lot in the past. And I've always taken heed of her words and never made the same mistake twice, so there's no reason she should stop forgiving me for things. Well, especially since I didn't even do anything this time. Come to think of it, how did this even start? Regardless, I still can't give up. I have more un-dried-up resources left to use.

...And yeah I tried calling her. That one didn't work. I think she told her mom she didn't know me. Probably should've prepared for that scenario more thoroughly. Well, my school social worker is trying to get me a psychiatrist, so hopefully I can figure something else out with him/her. It'd be nice if Anna could come to the sessions to relay her side of the story, but yeah. She won't.

In unrelated news, my gifts this Christmas include the afforementioned flash drive (a 4 GB improvement over my old one), a generic mp3 player which isn't compatible with any of the iPod accessories that I also received, a cell phone (YES YOU CAN CALL ME AS LONG AS YOU DON'T HARRASS ME ABOUT YOU-KNOW-WHAT), and various small things that aren't important mainly because the giftbuyers obviously have no idea what my interests are. Speaking of, my current obsessions are Moral Orel and Dragonball Z. Weird combination, right?

Also, I've been hanging out with this kid I met on my bus. He drags me out of the house long distances on foot and usually leaves me to walk home alone, eats all our food, leaves my room a mess, cheats at video games, gets me in trouble by keeping me out past my curfew, consistently shows up at the wrong time, and oh yeah he caused permanent damage to both my arms. Now it hurts to move them and I have difficulty sleeping because of the pain. How do I get myself into these things? Other than all that, though, his heart's in the right place.

...my life's a mess. Save me.

WHY?

So, as you all may have heard, I sent Anna a letter recently. Basically all I said in it was that I wanted her to contact me somehow so we can talk everything through. I don't see how that's such a difficult request... I mean, I want us to work this thing out by talking like civilized people. Yet somehow she continues to refuse - not even giving any valid reason, mind you - and instead keeps telling me to never contact her again and misleads random people by telling them I'm a creepy stalker (which is obviously completely untrue, which I've been trying to prove to her this whole time). So now, on top of the mountains of pain she's already causing me, I have all these people blindly agreeing with her without even caring to hear my side of the story. Just stop listening to her, seriously. You people should be smart enough to see that she never gives any reasons for saying these things about me, and what little "evidence" she does give I could disprove if anyone would listen.
Really, Anna. It isn't like you at all to do this. The old you would never do this to someone who loves you. What's happened to you?

HI.

mood:  depressed hopeless

Reason for my not being online: what's the point? I really only use the 'net to talk to... "Rya". So, I haven't gone to my dad's house for weeks. Thus, no Internet access. I managed to post this entry, though, since everyone's probably wondering about me.

But I haven't given up on trying to make amends with "Rya". I sent a letter asking her to contact me so we can talk about this, but from the sound of it, she probably won't even read it. I have no idea what to do anymore. No matter how hard I try to prove that I really love her, she continues not believing me and calling me a creepy stalker and just treating me like shit in general.

I'll probably continue not being online for a while. Maybe I'll stop in periodically to talk to the few people who don't hate me, I don't know. Until then, bye.

P.S. - to the aforementioned few people, take care of her. And by that I don't mean like taking care of business or whatever, but actual care. Seeing as how I can't do so anymore.

SO LIKE...

I...

Love...

Dragonball Z Abridged!

Look up TeamFourStar's channel on YouTube. It's great (Especially since I've been playing DBZ Budokai Tenkaichi recently). Episode six just came out today! =D

...That's pretty much all I have to say.

THINGS THAT HAPPENED IN SCHOOL TODAY!

Today was the day we delivered subs to everyone who ordered 'em, 'cause we were selling subs to pay for a memorial pond thing for our teacher that died. I had to do an assload of runnin' around to do so; so much, in fact, that my thighs chafed. And of course I had one of my hot flashes. Again. Then we had this pep rally thing at the end of the day, so I was unable to pick up the subs I was supposed to deliver to my family. Eventually we drove back to school to get them, but YEAH!

Once I found the buses, I was approached by three friends from mah bus. I was asked to sit in the front with two of them, which is a rarity as I usually sit in the back with the other. So he was probably like "wtf nick" 'cause I didn't sit with him today. But the bus ride was hilarious. We discussed all kinds of crazy shit. At one point, my one friend told me to go to homecoming with her (which is today) and dance and stuff. I actually considered it, but then Dad came and picked me up, so now I can't. Meh.

I think I'll probably alternate between sitting in the front and the back of the bus so I can hang out with everyone equally.

Outside of school, I'm working on a video of all of Craig's lines in Bonus Stage. So far I've done all episodes up to and including CurSING!. I was also gonna do some other BS-related stuff, but this took the front seat because it's just so awesome.

YU-GI-OH-PLAYIN'

This weekend, my dad's girlfriend's son told me to bring my Yu-Gi-Oh deck with me, and I did just that. We played several matches, but I only won, like, two. I guess I haven't played it in so long, I forgot how bad my deck sucked. I made it a looong time ago, focusing solely on machine monsters. And unfortunately, all my machine monsters suck. Plus I made bad choices in choosing my magic and trap cards. And I had really bad luck in drawing the right cards. And my opponent's decks were damn good. So yeah.

Also, Scott should buy Particle Man (Live at Mountain Stage) for me so I can finally complete my Superfueled Freaksickle playlist.

CONCERT'D! (PLUS, BONUS TALES!)

Ugh, lack of Internet makes me sad. Anyway...

I went to that concert. It was good, until I had to leave. My aunt had work that night, so we only got, like, halfway through the setlist. I'll post a review on TMBW eventually.

Also, my CDs and stuff came. Same day as the concert, too. Gotta love the timing there.

Other than that, this has been a pretty shitty few weeks. I tried once again to drop out of school so I can get that out of the way and focus on, well, you know. "Rya". But people CONTINUE to not let me, so I opted to just stop going to school. Which also didn't work because my fucking aunt kept taking me in. At least school's a bit easier now that I'm out of the mainstream class and back into special ed all day. Also, the social worker in there is trying to hook me up with another psychiatrist. Plus, I had to write an essay about "Rya". I don't think I did as well as I could have.

Speaking of "Rya", I'm still trying to figure out how to get her back. It's hard to do so when I have no way of communicating with her. I'm getting a cell phone soon, but somehow I don't think she'd appreciate being called by someone she hates. So no. I'm kind of running out of ideas. =/

MOAR TMBG PL0X?

As much as I would like answers as to how asking for advice on /b/ makes me mentally retarded, it's subject change time (for now, anyway).

My birthday was September first, right? (Sidenote: I neglected to mention this on here because it sucked so bad.) I got a fair amount of cash on that specific day, so I recently decided to place another order of TMBG stuff. After all, it's been quite a while since I got my last CD. The release date of Here Come the 123s, to be exact.

So I ordered Venue Songs, Then: The Earlier Years, the Here Come the ABCs DVD, Working Undercover for The Man, the Purple Toupee promo, Prevenge, and Bed Bed Bed. Moral: $99 for 7 CDs, 2 DVDs and a book is pretty good. Of course, most of them were singles and EPs, but still.

Order was placed Wednesday. I'm waiting for it to come. PLEASE BE TODAAAAAY

Also, I got screwed out of Internet access this weekend, as I have to stay at Mom's and babysit this puppy again while they're all on vacation, so I'm pretty much just online for the morning and will return NEXT weekend. Hopefully. :c

DUDE.

WHAT THE FUCK?!

I told you I would try to be less creepy IF YOU WOULD JUST FUCKING TELL ME WHAT I'M DOING THAT'S CREEPY, and somehow that wasn't good enough.

You block and ban me from every IM caddy and website known to the Internet, you make a public matter out of the whole situation and tell probably hundreds of random people all sorts of lies that defame me, and you even threaten to call the cops when I haven't even done anything illegal.

After all the shit you've done, I STILL want you back. So I try to apologize and explain what happened at /b/ yesterday, and you delete the comment.

I'm trying to win your friendship back, so why won't you fucking listen to me?! GOD DAMMIT!

...SHIT

In an attempt to seek some sage advice, I ended up fucking things up even worse, apparently.

If you weren't around for the whole thing yesterday, I started a /b/ thread. This turned out to be a horrible idea. Not just because everyone there were dicks, no, but it seems that a bunch of people who actually KNOW... err... "Rya"... were there, and posted a link to a poem she wrote about me. Using this, the rest of /b/ found her LJ. Mine too, but whatever.

So now she wants me to kill myself. Again. WHY CAN'T I DO ANYTHING RIGHT?!

OKAY, SERIOUSLY.

Why does everyone keep blocking me?! It makes it very hard to remedy the situation when nobody ever gives me a chance to tell my side of the story - but NOOOO, everyone just continues telling random people how much I suck and should be kicked in the junk! GAAH! >C

WHY IS IT SO HARD TO BELIEVE THAT I'M ACTUALLY IN LOVE AND NOT A CREEPY LIMERENT STALKER?! FUCK!

TURNS OUT I HAVE ANOTHER DISEASE.

Yup. I figured I may as well get the smaller annoyances out of the way so I can focus on the major event (you know what I'm referring to), so I finally went to the doctor about my cough after three long years of, uh, coughing.

I have something called reactive airway disease. It's basically allergies. Shit irritates my throat and makes me cough up plegm. So I'm supposed to take two Prednisone pills a day, and in ten days I'll know if it works or not. So far it's been two days.

I also got the tickets for the concert.

Now I have to figure out what the fuck's going on with everyone blocking me lately. Nobody explains anything to me...

SO APPARENTLY I'M GOING TO A TMBG CONCERT.

Yeah, my school's guidance counselor (actually, I'm not entirely sure what that is) is apparently getting me tickets to a TMBG concert at the Chameleon Club on the 26th, as incentive for me to go to my class. Normally I would be uber-excited aboot this, but really nothing can lift me from this state of depression. Of course, I'll still go anyway, but... yeah... My heart's not in it.

This means I'll have to not drop out of school, unfortunately. But luckily, I came up with an alternate plan. On the first day of school, everyone had to go to this retarded assembly where they told us twelfth graders that whether we graduate or not, this is our last year. We're never allowed to go back to school again. So, I figure, all I have to do is flunk this year, and I'm done with school forever.

This way, I won't graduate, and at the same time, I'm not dropping out. So everyone wins! The only problem is, I have to actually go to school until June. Which... yeah... I can't do that. =/

Also, my family ONCE AGAIN won free tickets to a sporting event, so I was forced to go to a baseball game. But we were in a skybox with free drinks and ice cream, so I ate some "moose tracks" and didn't even pay attention to the game.

YU-GI-OH-PLAYIN'

This weekend, my dad's girlfriend's son told me to bring my Yu-Gi-Oh deck with me, and I did just that. We played several matches, but I only won, like, two. I guess I haven't played it in so long, I forgot how bad my deck sucked. I made it a looong time ago, focusing solely on machine monsters. And unfortunately, all my machine monsters suck. Plus I made bad choices in choosing my magic and trap cards. And I had really bad luck in drawing the right cards. And my opponent's decks were damn good. So yeah.

Also, Scott should buy Particle Man (Live at Mountain Stage) for me so I can finally complete my Superfueled Freaksickle playlist.

...YEAH.

As if my life didn't already suck enough for me to consider suicide (which I did many times over the past week), I have to go back to school, too. Most of the school day is the same as last year, other than the new teacher and new classmates, but then there's my mainstream class. I sat through it the first day, and saw for myself that there's no way I can possibly handle mainstreaming.

So then on the second day, I stayed in bed, hoping I could skip school entirely until September, when I'm old enough to drop out. That didn't work for me so well. My aunt took me to school. But instead of heading for my class, I headed to the special ed room to try to talk my teachers into dropping the class. That didn't work either. The social worker ended up walking me to it, and sat there with me the entire period.

On the third day, I tried the same tactic: staying in bed. My aunt came to drive me to school again. I tried persuading her to wait until my class was over and THEN drive me to school. Which of course failed too. This time, I got her to come in with me and talk to the special ed teachers. The ensuing conversation lasted aboot half the period, but eventually my aunt left. Luckily, this time I didn't have to go to class. Instead, I sat in the special ed room doing nothing for the rest of the period, which works for me.

Later on in the same day, someone from the school's office called me up there to meet with her, which I did. We talked aboot the class, then she walked with me down there to talk to the teacher of said class. The three of us decided that what we should do for now is have me pick up whatever work he has for me to do and take it down to the special ed rooms to do it, rather than sit in class. So I did that on the fourth day. And today there was no school, so I don't have to worry aboot it until Tuesday.

I'm still planning on dropping out, because on Monday I turn 17, the legal age I can drop out without parental consent. But they're giving me a hard time about it. The teachers are saying they won't let me, which I'm pretty sure I could technically sue them for because according to the state law, it's entirely up to me if I wanna drop out and it would be illegal for anyone to intervene in it.

So I'm not TOO worried aboot that, but I do still have to figure out HOW to drop out. I'm not sure if I'm just supposed to not go to school or if I'm supposed to fill in some paperwork or what. I figure it's the latter, but the problem is finding out when and where I have to go to do it. Like, do I do during or after school? And if it's during school, how the fuck am I supposed to get home since I can't ride the bus once I drop out? And am I supposed to go to the school office or what? I dunno, man. I'll have to ask around.

Wiki Post on What Happened Between Anna and Nick

Long, long ago (2005), she and Nick met via the original Bonus Stage Wiki and quickly became very close friends. They IMed whenever they got the chance, which usually was on weekends due to Nick's difficulty in obtaining Internet access. Their conversations mostly involved their mutual obsessions They Might Be Giants and Bonus Stage, including roleplays of the latter. Good times were had by all.

Nick eventually fell in love with Anna, which was fine with her at first. In fact, Anna even thought the things he said were sweet. They continued being very close friends for at least three years, but Anna gradually began to become annoyed by Nick's frequent marriage proposals.
She would occasionally yell at Nick for something he said, then block him for a couple of days. Nick would then apologize and things would go back to normal. However, one day, something went horribly awry.

On August 23rd, 2008, Jessa invited Nick and Anna into a chat for what she referred to as "Anna rehab". Jessa and Anna told Nick to take down the photos of Anna he had hanging on his bedroom wall. Initially, he was skeptical and insisted that it wouldn't change anything. This prompted Anna to leave the chat and block Nick, leaving him with her last words of "goodbye forever".
Nick and Jessa remained in the chat, and Nick eventually agreed to take down the photos. However, it did not seem to calm Anna's rage, so he later put them back up.

Anna began posting LiveJournal entries about Nick, telling her friends that he is a creepy stalker and claiming that she is actually afraid of Nick.

Many attempts were made to win Anna's love, all of which failed horribly. Some even made things worse. Most notably was "Plan /b/", in which Nick sought advice from 4chan's /b/. Anna caught wind of this, horrified to see her photo on /b/. Other schemes included writing a letter to her parents and calling her on the phone.

For almost a year, Anna and her friends would discuss Nick on LiveJournal, stating that he should be killed, raped, etc. and insulting him behind his back in various ways. However, Nick was reading it all, and wrote his own occasional LiveJournal entry to attempt to defend himself. Anna's friends, who ironically stalk Nick, argued back. While Nick used many methods to prove that he is not, in fact, a stalker, they seemed to only have one counter for everything: "you're a stalker".
Eventually Anna made her LiveJournal friends-only to prevent Nick from reading it, but she later got a Twitter account. The flame wars then continued on Twitter.
Many of Nick's friends and acquaintances, most notably Simon and Jessa (a few times, actually), became annoyed with Nick's Anna-related Twitter posts.

Currently, there seems to be a calm in which no flame wars are taking place, but Nick is still working on ways to win Anna back.

SCHOOL STUFF.

So yesterday I went out to school. They had this little meet-the-teacher thing to introduce the new teacher who's replacing Mr. Churchill. Though, actually, I already know her, so. Whatever. I went anyway, partially to get my fucking schedule changed, which didn't happen. So it turns out I'm stuck with mainstream classes. But I got to eat Milano cookies, which was cool.

For the first half of the year, I have "Senior Media Literacy", which from what I hear involves the class watching clips of TV shows and stuff, and then analyzing them. Everyone claims he's a good teacher and he'll probably get my pop-culture references, too. We'll see aboot that... I'll throw my most obscure TMBG/BS stuff at him. >_> Still, though, I'd rather just stay in special ed classes. I tried regular classes in sixth grade and the week or so that I was in seventh and it didn't work out.

Also, I'm trying to weasel my aunt into getting me that Bonus Stage shirt (among other things) by telling her I need new clothes for school. Mwahaha.

TALES FROM BEYOND THE PUPPY

I'm actually not supposed to be puppysitting 'cept on Monday, Tuesday and Thursday, but everyone had to go drop stuff off at the junkyard or something, so here I am.

My mission to watch all six View Askew movies is nearly complete. I watched Clerks last night and Mallrats a couple of times the night before, so now all that's left is Chasing Amy. I think I'll probably watch them all again in order when I'm done.

Other than watching movies, I've had nothing to do lately, so I've pretty much been hanging out at Mom's house with my sister and the cats. However, my aunt apparently had another birthday the other day, and we had that down at Nanny's. After the party, we tricked her into coming outside to look at something that wasn't really there while I ambushed her with silly string (a tradition we pull on everyone's birthdays... oh, but I'm ready for mine... >.>).

And then after that was over, I noticed some hot chicks riding around on bikes on the street. They've been doing that a lot lately, though we've never seen them riding around until just now, and yet somehow they're not new to the neighborhood. So anyway, I sneak my way over there, and it turns out they're playing with my cat, Captain (whom they thought was a stray). So then they asked me questions aboot my cats, which I answered. ...Nick Bate, talking to REAL hot chicks IRL?! WHAT IS HAPPENING TO THE WORLD?!?!?! But no, I'm not going out with them. Shut up.

SO I GOT A CD BURNER.

Yep, apparently my aunt found one in one of her apartments (she's a landlord) when a tenant moved out, so she gave it to me. It's slow and can't burn DVDs, and also the cord is made of lead, but I'll take what I can get.

In other news, here's me in a dress.

Another BS Desktop

Ed Note: Again, guessing at the date.

The Coffee Crew

PUPPYSITTING, MOVIES, DRAWING, AND ICE CREAM! WHAT MORE COULD YOU ASK FOR?

So I've been puppysitting my mom's new dog while everyone's at work, from 5:30 AM to 1:00 PM, give or take. I've used these many, many hours to watch movies and shit online. Mostly the movies in the View Askewniverse. Gotta love 'em. Sadly, the only movies I've seen so far are Dogma, Jay and Silent Bob Strike Back, and Clerks II, all of which were mad awesome. I'm probably gonna see Clerks next, if I can find it. Randall and Dante somehow remind me of Joel and Phil (respectively), except instead of talking aboot video games, they talk aboot sex. It's great.

I also FINALLY got around to submitting my entry in Jessa's contest on dA. After many failed attempts, I realized that I wasn't gonna pull off anything super-cool and/or awesome, so I settled on what I actually entered. I think I still have a couple more prototype drawings lying around my room.

Also, apparently Mom had a birthday yesterday, so my aunt took me to Park City to buy her some CDs. Naturally, I bought myself some CDs instead. Abbey Road, Bleach, and Doolittle, by The Beatles, Nirvana, and Pixies (respectively). I did, however, help my aunt find CDs for HER to pay for with HER money and not mine. Because I'm not spending money on my mom. Ever. She ended up getting her some country CDs (my mom likes country) by Toby Keith, Taylor Swift (who my aunt and I could've sworn was on American Idol, but mom insists she wasn't) and Billy Currington, whoever they all are.

We also went out to eat at this buffet called Shady Maple for the party. I ate an assload of breaded shrimp, which I never before realized was so damn good. I also tried some baked apples, which kinda sucked compared to its non-baked cousin. Then, of course, I raped the ice cream bar and fixed up a chocolate and vanilla mixture, topped with butterscotch, caramel, chocolate sauce and crushed Oreos. It may sound delish, but let me tell you, mixing that many flavors isn't as good an idea as it may seem at first. It somehow gave me a headache, and a stomach ache. But to be fair, I ALWAYS get a stomach ache after eating a lot, so.

CHOOSE YOUR OWN BLOG ADVENTURE

Lots of things happened to Nick this week (or rather, lots of stuff happened to OTHER people). Choose your own blog adventure!

( To read aboot Nick attending a viewing, click here )

( To read about the newest addition to the family, click here )

( To read aboot Nick"s cat, Fluffy, click here )

( To watch Nick rant aboot school, click here )

Also, I have a cold. The end.

My most depressing bio yet

My most depressing bio yetby Hagurumon

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I was tinkering with Flash and liked this effect, so I decided to make something with it.

And yeah, the political party thing is for serious. It's too complicated for me to explain. I just share certain views of each one.

A man and his Internet friends

Just something I drew. See if you can guess who everyone is. Ignore the scribble - it was the work of my sister. -_-

The shirt you can't read says "<TITS></TITS>". I saw it in a picture online and it's an awesome shirt. I want it, despite being male.

Everyone (c) themselves.

SO YES!

I wasn't expecting that last post to be that long. Meh. Anyway, here's what I did this week.

Started working on yet another card game, and struggled to come up with the gameplay rules, seeing as how pretty much every possible choice is already taken by another existing card game. In fact, I keep finding myself ripping off either Yu-Gi-Oh, Pokémon, Digimon, or Dragonball Z. So then I have to scrap the project and start over. This time, I created a game that doesn't rip anyone off, but... unfortunately, it sucks.

I also finally pwn'd those battles I was stuck on in FFT, but now I'm stuck again. I have to beat these hot assassin chicks, but first I wanna learn Ultima from 'em. But I have to actually survive the attack to learn it. Which I don't.

...KENTUCKYDON'TEXIST

FUN FACTS - PART 2

More of those "more than you ever wanted to know aboot Nick" facts which may or may not be fun.

1. I tend to pick at my fingernails a lot. So much, in fact, that I never need to use clippers because I end up tearing the excess off completely, leaving behind sharp fragments which I later end up cutting myself with by accident.

2. I also have a habit of shouting profanities at my video game console when shit goes wrong. I think this may have come from my dad, who yells at the computer frequently.

3. Kind of an addendum to Part 1, actually. I can't snap my fingers. However, I can do something similar with my right index finger (not my left, which is weird because I'm left-handed).
4. I'm left-handed, but I learned guitar right-handed. This is because I didn't actually know they made special guitars for lefties until it was too late.
5. I've developed a habit of smashing my head into doors every time I enter or exit one. Not ALL the time, but fairly frequently. Mostly in school.
6. When I knock on doors, I do it to the tune of guitar riffs. My most common knock is Ana Ng, but I've been known to do Smoke on the Water and Hocus Pocus, too. It hurts my hands. And my head, when I knock using it. I'm probably going to give myself a concussion someday.
7. I'm officially left-handed, but there's also certain things I can only do with my RIGHT hand. Most notably: operating a computer mouse, wiping my ass... pretty much anything that requires hand-eye coordination except writing and masturbation, actually. I'm pretty clumsy with my left hand.

8. I learned to read before I started kindergarten. The story goes, my family read to me all the time when I was little, and somehow it turned around to ME reading to THEM. However, I don't recall any of this. But whatever. People also claim I'm really smart, which I guess I kinda agree with. Up to fourth grade, anyway. That's when they introduced division, and seeing as I hadn't mastered subtraction or multiplication yet, I struggled greatly. Though, I do also remember a few challenges before that. Like, in kindergarten, they had us doing this arts-and-crafts thing... we were making a Santa face out of construction paper or something... it was hell, man.

9. Speaking of school... they put me in special ed class in fourth grade (yes, same year as they introduced division), and due to escalating bullying (I mean, this one time, there were three or four kids ganging up on me in the hallway) I switched to homeschooling. This occurred in the very beginning of seventh grade. Then, foolishly, my parents decided to put me back in school in eleventh grade. This was a stupid idea because not only are kids STILL dicks, but I'm accustomed to the elementary-school setup of only having one class and having the teacher tell you where to go, and now they suddenly expect me to go to a bunch of different rooms without any direction. And they have this whole "credits" thing and a bunch of other weird terms like "marking period", "sophomore", "homeroom"... and they TAKE RECESS AWAY. WHY WOULD YOU TAKE RECESS AWAY?!

10. Perhaps my most notable habit (if you ever see my room, anyway) is my tendency to jot down random notes and then never look at them again, instead tossing them onto a pile somewhere. Usually my notes are hints for video games that I've looked up online, or ideas for a game/comic/RP I wanna do, track listings for albums, etc. Seriously... I have a huge tub in my room full of these things. They vary in age from a few weeks ago to back when I was a little kid. Oftentimes I'll stumble upon an old piece of paper and be completely clueless as to what I was thinking at the time it was written.

11a. I had this old live-action roleplay called "The Nick Team" that lasted for YEARS. Pretty much my entire childhood and early middle school. Eventually SKF replaced it, but whatev. Its storyline and characters changed constantly, but it always ripped SOMETHING off, whether it was DBZ or Digimon or Final Fantasy. Or all three at once, as in the case of the latest and greatest evolution. Of course, I was the only one who understood it, since what wasn't in my mind was written on those incomprehensible papers.

11b. Nevertheless, a few other kids joined in at recess. We pretty much ran around, punched the air, and pretended to shoot energy blasts. Actually...I kinda STILL do that, except with sticks that're supposed to be swords replacing the energy blasts. Needless to say, we [I] took [take] a lot of heat from other kids who were [are] dicks. Also, my mom, who tells me to "stop being stupid" whenever she catches me. Controversy grew near the end of sixth grade, when one of my Nick Team members kinda turned on us and reported one particular incident to the teachers. (This incident involved the use of "attacks" consisting of throwing urine-powered energy blasts at people. No idea how they could be made of urine and energy at the same time.) The Nick Team was banned, but we still did it anyway.

11c. Then, for the week or two I was in middle school, there was a literal crowd of people gathered around whenever I did my roleplays. They just stood in a circle around me and watched as I punched the air and stuff. I think maybe I should've told them I was pretending to punch someone, and that I wasn't just flailing around.

11d. Sometime during my homeschooling (I believe it may have been shortly after I started watching Bonus Stage), I was inspired to create my own Flash series (you may know it as SKF, though I'm thinking of a new name). So I gave up on The Nick Team and started on SKF. The two have nothing to do with eachother, other than that they share two characters (Nick and Goliath). And as for the posse and roleplaying, I still do the punching the air stuff (But now I only do it in my yard, and I use sticks as previously mentioned, plus I pull off some wicked awesome techniques and combos. But sometimes it gets so vicious that I accidentally whack myself with the stick, which fucking hurts. Plus it kinda ruins the roleplay because then I have to go back in the house to wash my injury and cry.), and nobody roleplays with me. A few peeps are kinda interested in my comics, though.

Those last few were way too long.

WOW, I'M BORED.

Due to my ONCE AGAIN screwed-up sleeping habits, I keep being asleep when everyone's online, and awake after everyone's in bed, leaving me with really not all that much to do. I made a new (kinda pointless) page over at BSWiki (yes, I'm still doing that)... posted on Psy's fairly-dead forums... FINALLY posted that RP... yeah, that's pretty much it. Everyone needs to stay up late so they can talk to me. I NEED ENTERTAINMENT.

If not, I'll probably just go back to Nanny's for a few days and play FFT again. 'Cause I already kinda was supposed to go home several days ago. Whoops. =/

NEW BS ROLEPLAY!

I'm posting one of my roleplays with Anna over in the BS RP community. Go read them. Nao. bonus_stage_rp

Also, Magical Mystery Tour just played on the radio. I came

Ed Note: Dead Link

THIS IS A TEST! THIS IS SPARTA!

I was really annoyed by my lack of userpics, so I finally acquired some. I made this post mainly just so I can show 'em off. Or... well... I guess only one at a time. So here ya go, my favorite Beatle.

And to lengthen this, here's an interesting thing WMP did to me last night, while I had a bunch of Beatles songs on shuffle.



Actually, Anna (Go to Him) is more of a breakup song, so it doesn't really work that way. Still cool, though.

Ed Note: The pic is no longer there on the LiveJournal post. Here's a pic though from that era:

NICK'S VOICE - CAUGHT ON THE MIC!

music: Octopus's Garden - The Beatles
listen (1.3 MB)

This is a conversation that I cut from a larger, seventeen-minute recording which was mainly just me rambling aboot my Flash series and coughing up a lung. The file you're listening to now is the very end of the recording, after I felt an annoying soreness behind my tongue. Fearing tonsilitis, I checked with my grandmother to make sure people's tonsils aren't in there. This is the conversation we had.

Ed Note: The link is dead.

I SHOULD BE ELECTED DICTATOR OF EARTH.

music: Hold Me Tight - The Beatles

For srs. If I was supreme ruler, there wouldn't be high gas prices or taxes. In fact, there wouldn't be any prices for... anything. Everybody'll just give eachother stuff for free, because that's how us hippies roll. Also, there'd be next to no laws whatsoever, 'cept for the big stuff like murder, rape, etc. And, um... the official gemstone of Earth would be the emerald, and the bird would be... uhh... chocobos... those are real, right? I think so, IIRC. Also, cool holidays like "National Hug a Tree Day"!

Write a letter to your local congressman! =D

RANDOM FUN FACTS!

A.K.A. Driver "reasons why Nick probably has OCD!"

1. When eating multi-colored candies (e.g., Skittles, M&Ms...), I tend to eat all of one color at a time before moving on to the next. Even if all the colors taste the same. Srsly.

2. My brain malfunctions when people tell me sit down somewhere (though this usually just occurs in school), because there's more than one chair, and they aren't specific aboot which chair they want me to sit in.

3. Strangely, I collect sided dice. Currently, I only possess 4 twenty-sided dice and... uhh... at least 8 six-sided dice. I plan to go for the 4, 8, 10, 12, etc. sides eventually. Y'know, if they were to ever sell them anywhere.

4. I like kitties. A lot. I have twelve cats at the moment, and if/when I ever get my own house, I wanna build a room for them, with like... catwalks hanging from the ceiling and all kinds of scratching posts and stairs and beds and toys for them to play with. Also, the rest of the house will probably have pictures of cats everywhere.

5. My ADD attacks are getting pretty bad. Oftentimes I'll pop in a video game, wanting to play it, and then get bored by the time I get to, like, the loading screen, maybe.

6. I have a bad habit of wiping my hands on my pants or shirt when they're dirty.

7. I'm able to hear the tone at the end of "A Day In The Life" on the Sgt. Pepper's Lonely Hearts Club Band album. Apparently it only works on certain CD players, though. Or maybe it's because I was wearing headphones when I heard it.

8. I don't know how to swim, ride a bike, drive, whistle, blow bubbles with gum, or do most other things people can do.

PART 2 COMING SOMEDAY?

SUMMER KINDA SUCKS.

I never really do anything over the summer. Nothing I don't do during the school year, anyway. Y'know, play some video games, instant message people. That's it. Which bugs me. I wanna actually DO something before school starts again. I only have a week of school until I drop out anyway, but still, man.

Also, I'm looking into buying a house when I do drop out. Or rather, I'm looking into getting KN to buy a house for me. I have my eye on a nice one right now, which I'll show him whenever he gets his ass online.

I'll... I'll try to start actually having a life once I settle into my new place.

MY SCHOOL RICKROLL'D ME.

Greatest thing ever happened. The other day, on the school announcements, they played Never Gonna Give You Up during the "Today for Lunch" segment, while "You just got RICK-ROLLED" scrolled across the bottom of the screen. Best school announcements ever. Too bad I was the only one who knew what a Rickroll was.

Also, school's over for the summer. And I only have a week next school year until I'm done... FOREVER. =D

JUST A QUICK ONE.

I haven't been online for a while, because I haven't been going to Dad's house, and therefore lacking Internet. But never fear - lately I've been getting on Mom's computer with my sister, so I can check email and stuff, just not IM.

Soo... I've been getting into The Beatles a lot, for one thing. I have all their canonical albums (UK versions plus US Magical Mystery Tour), in MP3 format. Quality sucks ass, though. A lot of skipping in certain tracks, but it gets me by.

Also, I've been getting back into Digimon again. Not as much as in middle school, when I was so convinced that Digimon Adventures 1 and 2 were real that I bit the leg of anyone who said otherwise (symptom of a mental illness, perhaps?), but it's definitely another one o' my usual obsessions. I'm pretty into Digimon World 2.

SCHOOL!

The past week was mostly uneventful... at least compared to the lockdown the other week. On Tuesday, my teacher let me borrow a The Beatles CD, so I've been listening to that. It's pretty damn good. Wednesday, I didn't go to school. Couldn't wake up again. Mom found out and got all bitchy, so I can't go to Dad's next weekend (meaning no Internets). I returned to school on Thursday and returned the CD, which I realized must've looked pretty hilarious. To quote my teacher: "Next time I let you borrow a CD, you don't have to take a whole day off of school to rock out to it".

Then on Friday, I got caught making suggestive gestures with my hands (I clenched one fist and started thrusting one of my fingers into the tiny hole it made. As in, the fist was supposed to be an anus, and the finger was a penis. It was quite hilarious, until the kid sitting next to me saw it and freaked out.), and had to spend third and fourth periods sitting in this little secluded box thing. It was actually kinda nice to be isolated from people, except I was bored and I ended up entertaining myself by cutting up my arms with my fingernails and crafting a telescope from my glasses.

I ALMOST GOT SHOT! =D

Well, sorta. The other day, my school had a lockdown because a student at Millersville University (which is pretty much RIGHT next door to my school) threatened to do another Virginia Tech massacre. So our classes were disrupted and nobody was supposed to enter or leave the school. We all thought it was an April Fool's thing, but it turns out it was the real deal. And apparently the gunman vanished, so we had to wait until he was caught. Luckily, they did find the dude, as he was in the library. Goes to show, even psychotic mass murderers have to study. So everything went back to normal. I forget how long we were on lockdown... probably an hour... maybe more, I don't know. But hey, it got us out of doing schoolwork! Though, actually, I was pretty traumatized by the event, so I should probably sue the school for emotional distress.

Also, the event was pretty huge in the news. Locally, anyway. I dunno whether or not y'alls heard about it.

Ed Note: Here's the only link I can find about it. https://www.highbeam.com/doc/1P2-15619159.html

HI, I'M BACK.

I decided not to go to Dad's for three weeks, so... I've been offline. But I'm back for now. I dunno, I might still not come up every weekend, though, as I haven't really been in the Internet mood lately.

So. School. Tanya's been surprisingly nice to me lately, like, commenting on my drawings and stuff. And not getting me in trouble anymore. Also, this other dude in my class, Iian, has been giving me stuff. A jacket, a Pixies t-shirt, a necklace, etc. I must admit, I look pretty good with the whole outfit on.

And as for at home, I've basically just been watching TV and listening to music. And I've gotten into playing Digimon World 2 for some reason. Other than that, I don't really do anything. At all. I may hang out with Iian sometime, though. He invited me over, so.

THANKS, HOLIDAYS!

Due to whatever holiday is nearby (I don't pay attention to holidays), I had off Friday and also have off Monday, which is why I'm still here at Dad's. But not for long. I go home tomorrow. But I'm bringing stuff home with me to entertain myself again.

My cold is improving. I can tell that this is probably the last day of noticable symptoms. The rhinorrhea is pretty much gone, as is the coughing. When I do cough, though, my kidneys and stomach hurt, causing me to involuntarily hunch over in pain every time I cough. Not sure if that's a normal symptom of a cold, but it's never happened before for my non-cold coughing fits. If I die, though, you all should know by now who I leave all my stuff to.

Actually, I've written a few wills, but I haven't shown them to anyone yet. Except for when my mom found one and gave it to my psychologist. And that's not even a joke. She seriously did that. Seriously. Then the dude went on to ask me why I wrote it. He was all, "So is this in case you randomly get hit by a car, etc., or are you planning on hurting yourself?" I went with the first one. Which was a lie. This was back when I was contemplating suicide. Not that long ago, actually. Maybe a year.

I acquired the MP3 of the TMBG song It Could Be Worse and have been listening to it ALL. FREAKING. WEEKEND. (Well, minus the time that I... you know... wasn't on the computer. And also when I listened to other stuff. (Which was mostly Pixies. (Speaking of, I still need that tribute album, dammit. TMBG covering Havalina = VERY YES.))) I... I don't know why. It's just... so catchy. Short but sweet. Still, though, repeat + all weekend = kinda excessive, yes?

My grandmother's daughter's ex-husband's son's father's sister's ex-husband's sister's son gave me some more guitar lessons. I caught on to the scale he taught me pretty quickly, if I do say so myself. I must be a quick learner or something, between guitar, keyboard, bass, and everything else non-musical. I can't wait until I learn accordion. Mwahaha.

My IRL friend from school has been IMing me, as well as a couple of my online friends. We even had a pretty epic three-way chat at one point. It was pretty hilarious. He definitely, DEFINITELY enjoys watching pens have sex.

...It's five in the morning. I'm going to bed. GOOD NIGHT.

(nobody's actually reading any of this)

Ed Note: I love how modern relationships make defining how someone is related to you a confusing pile of shit. Also, that would be Martin Luther King Day, moron.

I'S SICK.

I has a cold. Or sympathy allergies. One of the two. My nose won't stop running and it's annoying. Hard to sleep at night when your bed, after lying in it for a few minutes, is soaked with, y'know, nose stuff. It's fucking nasty.

In other news, the second semester of school is over, and on Tuesday everyone at my school gets new classes. Except I had my schedule changed so I'm basically still in the same classes. Except I now have social studies instead of science. I dunno where I'm gonna sit at lunch now, though, because my lunchtime posse members all have different lunches than me. Maybe I'll just hang out in the classroom like I used to.

I also massively improved my keyboard skills in a matter of like, an hour by playing along to some instructional CDs. I can now read sheet music, play all the notes, hell, even play a few chords. I'm also learning guitar, but it's not going nearly as fast as keyboard. Right now I'm practicing a scale.

I also finished another comic recently. It involves the Coffee Crew (Nick, Mandy, Psy, Baby, Goliath, and apparently Jessa now) being hired to infiltrate an army base and destroy their secret weapon, which turns out to be some sort of evil mutant butt monster named The Buttlord. It's so totally a wannabe anime. I'd scan it if I had a scanner.

GREETINGS FROM OVER HERE!

Boring week. Skipped school Tuesday. Monday and Wednesday, epicness ensued at lunch. I discussed butts, etc. with a girl at my table. Apparently I'm her wife. Thursday, I went to the homeless shelter for the first time in ages. This time, I went with this one other dude in my class. Friday, I went to the Farm Show all day. Walked around, ate food, watched some tractors square-dance, looked at a butter sculpture, etc. It was kinda boring, and really really hot. And my legs hurt like hell.