I want it
Colds SUCK. I was sneezing and sniffling all last night and so the first thing I do when I wake up is take some medicine and drink some white grape cherry juice, but…bleeeeh. I still feel sick. I even have that sick taste you get in your mouth when you’re not feeling well. =_=
so i guess I’m just going to cuddle up under blankets and keep playing Heavy Rain until 5 when I have to start making dinner for when Bruce comes home.
So now there’s zombie soldiers, a giant tower of death, a huge ass worm monster that likes to eat cities, and a teammate who keeps calling me a pussy because Syd takes so goddamn long to aim what the hell dude
it’s not my fault syd is a big bulky slowpoke, geez
I’m in a collapsing tower with some chick. Weird things called Nosferatu are shooting at us (they look nothing like the creature from the Nosferatu film - they kind of remind me a bit of the aliens in Halo, tbh). Apparently you can chuck the girl at really big enemies and she’ll cut them in half with her sword. That is pretty fucking cool. Also, I really like the fact that you pretty much have unlimited ammo. Fuck yes.
I am going to do a live feedback on my impressions of playing Quantum Theory. Honestly never heard of the game, and Bruce hasn’t beaten it, so I figure I’ll give it a shot.
Okay, I’ve been MIA from the internet for a few days, but decided to do a sappy “people-I-am-thankful-for” posts regardless of it not being Thanksgiving.
Feeling like shit
I’m a bit drunk too, maybe it has something to do with this but I’m suddenly overwhelmed with the feeling of…what the fuck am I going to do if writing doesn’t work out for me. This is what I feel I’m meant to do. It’s…it’s my purpose, plain and simple.
I just…I’m taking criticism as it’s coming to me, changing things. The only thing I have a problem with? Is conforming to Hollywood’s standards.
I don’t want to write a book for Hollywood. I want to write books for the people like me. If I can touch at least one person, impact just one individual…
I have to go now. Hopefully I’ll feel better later. I just need to gather myself and get my confidence back up to par.
Just…someone, please. Tell me I’m not a complete failure and fucking moron for choosing this path in life.
Well, I figured I better actually keep a journal of my time here. This will probably be x-posted to my lj, even though I honestly spend more time on tumblr than I do on lj now.
WARNING: THIS POST IS IMAGE HEAVY!!!!!
- Tsundere (Harsh Outside-Gentle Inside)
- Yandere (Gentle Outside-Harsh Inside)
- Meganekko (Girl/Guy-with-Glasses)
- Tsukkomi (Angry Guy)
- Boke (Dumb Guy)
- Nadeshiko (Perfect Wife)
- Sexy Character
- Loli/Shota Character
I know I’m boke but go on
i’m kawaii desu ne uguu.
I don’t know….I have glasses, but…do glasses really define a person that much? I don’t think so.