I don't feel good.

I want to go home.

People are scary.

I don't like being in the city.

I'm developing an irrational fear of my roomate.

I'm trying social networking, and that's why I don't feel good.

I get nauseous when I get nervous and panicky.

I wish it were Friday so I could talk to Ellie. But she's scary and unapproachable.

I found the library today. It looks like a Roman Colleseum and it's amazing.
But it's not fucking open until Tuesday afternoon because of the Holiday weekend.

I have a feeling I'm going to be spending a lot of time at the library. It gives me a sense of home, cause I hung-out on the library back home.

Of this drawing. I am awesome.

http://i237.photobucket.com/albums/ff106/dueghlan/HEH.jpg

:) <3

A smidgeoning of Hotchner, as drawn on MS Paint, with a mousepad, cause I was bored, to stave the drooling of Criminal Minds fans. Huzzah.

Here is some art. Cause buddy was looking for some and I'm a showoff like whoa.

This is a chibi drawing of a character I created, Taya. This is a Christmassy portrait of twins Amphy and Zeth. I owned Zeth, the one with the pink hair. Their names are awesome... Zethandru and Amphadaleus. This is Zeth getting PWNED! by Taya. See? Taya's just a little bugger...

These are two character art pages from a comic I used to do. This one features Kami and Lukas. This is Erah and Nemhain. The original comic was done some odd years ago and the art was horrific. These drawings particular were done more recently, as a tribute to their sexiness.

This is... I forget his name. Oh well. He's cute and wearing a skirt, that's all that matters, right?

Mind you, this art is all at least two monthes old. I'm much better now, so any mistakes should just be ignored! xDD

A PROFILE OF ME


I don't consider myself a normal person. There is a sound and concise logic behind everything that I do, even though several of my personality traits are in contradiction.

I think the majority of people are stupid. This may be related to the fact that I have an IQ of 185.

I aim to play the hero. Self-sacrifice is a way of life. I am constantly referred to as "the white knight" and when I was a kid my biggest dream was to save the world. I still want to save the world and I think it's possible, although I logically know that it's mostly impossible. Several aspects of my personality contradict this, but it does not make it less true.

I am arrogent, to the point of being obnoxious. This is something that I do on purpose, to preserve my small amounts of self-confidence. The logic is, I always expect a fall. For an instance to get to me, it would have to chew away through the walls of arrogance and hopefully be gone before it reaches my confidence. This is something that is not perfected, because it was developed recently in order to counter-act the goings-on before and after I moved across the country.

I am calm about violent situations and have the tendancy to put myself in one on purpose. For example, there was a shooting at a club across the street from the place I used to live. My roommate was freaking out about her own safety while two dead bodies were loaded into the back. Not only did I find it fascinating, I also had an extreme urge to start going to the club. I think this may have something to do with the self-sacrifice point made earlier.

I enjoy challenging authority and messing with peoples heads. I look, and on several layers am, too innocent to be suspected. This is not me being arrogant, I have had several occasions where this had been a reality. One of the many reasons I believe I do this, is because I enjoying trying to talk my way out of it. It is more of the journey, than the destination.

I have more of an attachment to my cat than I do to any member of my family.

I am, in my own opinion, a medical mystery. Despite massive amounts of stress and goings-on that would drive most people to suicide or other derastic measures, my blood pressure (related directly to stress level, known to cause heart-attacks if too high) is always perfect. As well, I tend to randomly go on junk-food and sugar binges. My blood-glucose levels are always perfect.

I thrive on conflict. I believe this is the cause of the fact that I am very confrontational.

My self-image is not constant. When I wake in the morning, I look at my hands. If my fingers look short and fat, or if they look long and feminine, then I know how I feel.

I have the ability to mask myself. I can look completely blank, or convey and pull off any emotion at any given time. I tend to use this to my advantage.

It makes me feel uncomfortable if people are nice to me. This is because I am not used to it.

I really hate it when people say please, thank-you or apologize. I don't know why.

I find it difficult to stick to things, getting bored with them very easily and moving on to another thing, leaving a trail of un-finished things behind me.




If you have any points that you observe about me that are not on this list, please let me know.