May 2003
Posted in anime/manga, evewasframed, lgbt, personal, school on May 31st, 2003 by V.E.May 31, 2003:
All day staring at the ceiling, making friends with shadows on my wall. All night hearing voices telling me that I should get some sleep because tomorrow might be good for something. Hold on, feeling like I’m headed for a breakdown, and I don’t know why. But I’m not crazy, I’m just a little unwell. I know right now you can’t tell, but stay awhile and maybe then you’ll see a different side of me. I’m not crazy, I’m just a little impaired. I know right now you don’t care, but soon enough you’re gonna think of me and how I used to be… me. I’m talking to myself in public, dodging glances on the train. And I know, I know they’ve all been talking about me. I can hear them whisper and it makes me think there must be something wrong with me. Out of all the hours thinking, somehow I’ve lost my mind. But I’m not crazy, I’m just a little unwell. I know right now you can’t tell, but stay awhile and maybe then you’ll see a different side of me. I’m not crazy, I’m just a little impaired. I know right now you don’t care but soon enough you’re gonna think of me and how I used to be. I’ve been talking in my sleep. Pretty soon they’ll come to get me. Yeah, they’re taking me away. But I’m not crazy, I’m just a little unwell. I know right now you can’t tell, but stay awhile and maybe then you’ll see a different side of me. I’m not crazy, I’m just a little impaired. I know right now you don’t care but soon enough you’re gonna think of me and how I used to be. Yeah, how I used to be. How I used to be. Well, I’m just a little unwell. How I used to be; how I used to be. I’m just a little unwell.
May 30, 2003:
Wow, two updates in as many days; whatever shall I do? So, yes, just so you all know: I’m legal as of next Tuesday, June third. W00t! You can tell I’m excited about that. My plan is to register to vote and then go out and dance at a club (yes, even though it’s a Tuesday). And a friend of mine wants to take me to a strip club the Friday after that. Sigh. I don’t know what to do. Maybe I should just go with him and see what it’s like. I always say I’ll try everything once. That “political position” has come back to bite me more than I’ll admit, and more than once literally. ……… All right, so I’ve got random randomness right here, spoken during the car ride home today: “I’ll go with the winner — LALALAAAAAAAALALAAALALA — mixed nuts.” Hehe… ah yes, go randomness!
May 29, 2003:
Whee, updating my opening page is fun, once in a while. I added fonts (not including Times New Roman, which is default) and a new background to the mix of the main page. A question: is the background too dark? Should I lighten it one more shade or is it fine the way it is? I also fixed the weird background in the Writing section. Sigh. I’m tired. I should be adding a page for The Shmunt comics sometime soon, but let me go at my own pace, and I’m not promising anything at all, so get that in your heads. I need to edit the comics for spelling anyway. Prom was last Saturday and was tons of fun. I’ll put pictures up when I get them (with permission from my date and anyone else in the pictures, of course). Maybe one or two in my Random*Thoughts and one or two super good ones in the About*Me section (link located on the main page) if I feel like it and have the time. Also, went to the 71st annual Scottish festival with two friends. There were bagpipes and kilts every where. I was totally in heaven. Damn, when bagpipes are played well, their music is really beautiful, but when they’re played not so well, it’s terrible. Luckily for us, everyone who played on Sunday was excellent and all the music was superb. We also saw Tempest, a band one of the people with whom I went loves and adores to insanity. Well, maybe not that bad, but they were great musicians too. Sweet musicness, oh yes! And, and… there were swords! Oh, I was drooling all over them the entire time. Unfortunately, I didn’t have enough money to actually buy one, but it was excellent to be able to see and unsheathe them, and etc. I got a killer sunburn on my left shoulder that day, but it was totally worth it. I learned about my Scottish roots. I’m from the Clan Donnachaidh (pronounced “donna key”). Donnachaidh is the original Gaelic (or is it Scottish or Old English? I forget) for “the children of Duncan”. And now, I have a new name for a character of mine. Donnachaidh. Sounds sweet, huh? All right, I’m about out of steam for this evening. Oh, and for the friend I was driving with this evening: the metallic I tasted afterwards was blood. I didn’t want to admit it, but I spit in the sink when I got home and low and behold: red. I’m not too worried though, because when I got up to my room, the coughing subsided. I’ll be fine in a day or two. GRIN. Just you wait.
May 22, 2003:
Hey everyone, welcome to my website, Eve*Was*Framed. Let’s get something straight here: I don’t care what you think, unless I ask you personally, so don’t email me telling me what’s wrong with these Random*Thoughts, my works of prose or poetry, or the website itself. I’m telling you now: Your email will be printed out and passed around my group of friends to be laughed at heavily. If you’re going to flame me, at least do it intelligently. Don’t write something like: “OMG! yoou’re site is soooooo fucking gay! and you are too looser! u can kiss my ass! your going to fucking hell!” or something like: “u know, you need serious therpy. boys kissing other boys is wrong and sick and a sin and ur going to hell for writting stuff like that. and all ur friends and family need therpy to for being ur friend.” Those are two direct quotes from two different internet users flaming my site. You know what they accomplished in emailing me? They confirmed their stupidity and idiocy to me. That’s all they did with those two emails. Did they get their points across to me? No, because I was too busy laughing at their poor grammar, bad spelling, and use of bad words. Listen people, if you’re going to ignore my disclaimer (see the link on the main page and the top of the Writing section), read what I write anyway, and then flame me, you deserve what’s coming to you. Seriously, if you’re going to flame me, at least learn how to spell first, will you? Now, I know I’m not the best speller in the world, but I do have spellchecker on my computer… for most people, it’s a good idea to use such a device. It’s there for a reason, you know, not just to make your desktop or Word documents to look pretty. Sheesh. I’m surrounded by idiots.
PS: To the baka who said my site is “soooooo fucking gay” I say this: Duh. You are a disgrace to humankind. If you don’t like what I write, don’t read it. I can’t believe you emailed me and made a fool of yourself. Then again, I’m surprised you even know how to use a computer (or the internet). You have no brain with which to use one.
May 12, 2003:
I’m tired. I’ve been tired for days and days and I nearly can’t remember not being tired. Sigh. I went down to San Diego on Sunday to listen to Billy Graham speak in Qualcomm Stadium (home of the San Diego Compadres). I’m listening to Sailing, written by a member of Bread, performed by N’Sync, from their first (self-titled) album. It’s track 11. I remember that because even though I lost the actual CD long ago (in December of 2001, I believe), it was always my favourite track. And remember that thing about me needing a job earlier in the year (I think it was like last August)? Well, I’m applying for work at a few places, and see if they’ll give me chance at a summer job. If I’m not too late already, of course. Hopefully, they’ll see my potential or some crap like that, because I reeeeeeeally need a job this time. No more shit about not really needing one. Now, I really do. Also, deadline for Anime Expo is this Thursday (at $50) and I’ve gotta scrounge up enough for that so I’ll be officially pre-registered for all four days! W00t! As of today, there’s only one (lunar) month left of school. That is… One month of school days. Yip! One lunar month is twenty-eight days, for you inept people. So! I have twenty-eight more days of school before I’m out of high school for good!
On another note: a friend of mine asked me to Prom this year by buying me a Root Beer and pouting, and I graciously accepted. I have to say, it was original and cheap. I’m glad I’m not going to be going alone. Whew. I was worried for a while there. The theme for Prom is: The Music of the Night and the song is: For You I Will by Monica. Isn’t that just fantastic!?! Hehe… Matches my dress well, at least, which I bought from Hot Topic sometime during late September or early October last year. Today in Communications we talked about the Senior Tribute Issue of The Spartan. The teacher wants it to be a normal paper with Senior stuff added on the end or beginning, but the Seniors (including myself) want it to be just Senior stuff. When someone (not a Senior) pointed out that that was pretty selfish (which it is) we came back with: “Well, it’s not like you won’t get a Senior issue, too, unless you never graduate.” So, I’d like the opinions of the general population. What do you think about the Senior issue? Want it to be only Senior stuff, or like a normal paper but with Senior stuff added to the end or beginning? Please let me know by email. Thanks. 
Also, I really liked that comic a friend of mine sent me (you know who you are, I’m sure)… But… Yuck, you have terrible spelling. I really liked it other than that, though. Just so you know. And PS: I didn’t miss Beltaine for the second year in a row! W00t! I’m on a Wiccan role. Grin. All right, people. On with your lives.
