paper_rebel

Well, I only wrote two or three entries before I forgot all about having an account. But here I am, back again, to give it another try. Since I last wrote in this I have made myself a deviant art account. But, as I don't have a scanner, I have to wait until my friend scans some of my pictures on before I can add anything. So, all I have in my account right now is an oekaki picture that I drew, and since I'm not used to drawing on the computer, it's not exactly my best work. But here is the address anyway,

http://three-ribbons.deviantart.com/

If anyone ever reads this, go and check it out. ^_^

I might add to this entry later today I have a day off school today, because a lot of the teachers are going to a funeral of a teacher that died. A lot of people have died that I know recently. This is only relative, considering up until the age of 14 the only person whose death effected me was when my Nana died when I was 6. And then in 2004 a painter that my family knew died, (he was quite funny to talk to, and extremely religious) and thena seventh former at my school died; and then this year a girl in my year died of cancer, and then last week a teacher died of cancer. It's really rather strange, but that none of these deaths have really affected me.. I had always thought that when people around me died I wouldn't be able to handle it because I had rarely been exposed to death. And especially since I don't believe in any religion.
Its kind of odd really.

Paper Rebel.

Well, I've finish exam. And my 3 day weekend is over. Back to normal school now I guess. A pity really, i was rather liking exam's, I didn't have to learn anything new, and half the week I was doing nothing. Only..now comes the not so cool part, my exam results and report...oh well, it was fun while it lasted.
i hope my report is beautiful, 'cause we all want something beautiful..

Nothing else much to post today, except I recommend a movie, the best movie ever that has both my favorite actors in it, Bela Lugosi and Dwight Frye *glee* Dracula, made in 1931. It's a black and white movie which may put some people off, and it was first a stage play, so in some parts its a bit wooden and could ahve been improved, but aside from that, fairly good. (and the bats tee hee, they look like something off sesame street)

All's well that ends well, I assume.
paper rebel

My first senior exams started today. I thought that I would have started feeling nervous, but no, by the time exams had come round after building up for so long I just didn't care any more. Only english and maths anyway.
English was a simple one, two essays and a close reading. I think i did quite well in that, despite writing half of the wrong essay -_-'
Maths how ever was not so cool, I finished the first half easy and then they said that your not allowed to start the second part until they say so. That was a very long 45 minutes.
And then the trouble started, (after someone fell off their chair), the second half of the exam we were onyl allowed one hour to complete and it was ultra hard. I made it through the entire sheet in time, but I missed two questions and I know i stuffed up one of the excellence questions because I sw the mistake jsut as they said pens down...man thats going to piss me off later.
no exam tomorrow, opps, time to start cramming for french..

I haven't seen the clockwork man since last week. I think we scared him off again.

Paper Rebel

OooO. I am in pain. Today I had my meningacoccal stab. Sure,
they call it a jab, but no, i think that stab
is a more defining term I cannot lift my left arm above my waist, which is proving
to be a rather annoying oh what is the word, i forget, it cannot
be that important anyway. Oh, I am in mental pain also, I have started cramming for the exams next week. Two more days and I have my english and maths ones. At least I start with the easy and end with history and french, which means that I have extra days to study for those. Although I doubt I will
use the extra
time to my advantage, that's just not something that I would do. I'm stupid like that.

You know what moive you should watch, its a movie everyone should see, it's the second dracula movie, made in 1931, starring Bela Lugosi as Dracula, ^_^ mmm, and Dwight Frye as Renfield, apparently a role that cast typed him for the rest of his career. Putting him in roles like Fritz in Frankenstein movies.
I believe I have probably said this before
but I want to start a web comic, its something i really want to do. But
two things are setting me back, thing
A : i cannot set my self to an idea and point B:
I do not have a scanner. I had a scanner for 4 years and used it mayeb once or twice, and then the scanner breaks and I
suddenly realise that I could have used it to do so much (just ot clarify, the
scanner did not break while I was photocopying my butt, this is something I often considered,
but I had the self control to stop myself from doing it.)
I did not see the clockwork man again today, I looked for him. but I got a bit, distracted
by the man with the afro hair. Except his hair isn't an afro, it
just looks like an afro that fell down. It cracks me up. I think he noticed me trying to suppress a smile as I stood next to him at the traffic lights. I
assume he gets
that a lot anyway. So I don't feel to guilty for that.
You know, for a friday that thirteenth, today has gone rather badly. Normally friday the thirteenths as rather enjoyable events when
I mock superstitious or religious people, (I am an atheist, and so this is something I especially enjoy doing.) but today everything went wrong. I won't go into depth, but the menigacoccal stab is only part A of my problems.
And I hope someone reads this, because my arm is hurting as I write this, and I would ahte to think that it was all
for nothing.
Actually I'd hate to think.

Paper Rebel

Hello my friends,
Today i have seen some strange sights. I think that maybe the people I saw today weren't really that peculiar, I think that I was the weird one and I was just noticing the weird things in people, just like I sometimes have ugly days when I notice more ugly people than normal (I ge these a lot).

It was just one of those days.

The first weird person to come under my scrutinizing gaze was when my mother drove me to school in the morning, (if I had caught the bus, I would have seen another weird person, my bus driver....ugh, creepy old man. so very creepy) But no, rather the person I saw was the clockwork man,
we used to see him all the time in the mornings when we went to school, my mother and I would comment on how strange he looked and then laughed (we think he saw us).
He looked rather like the man from the matrix, well actually he looked like any man on the matrix seeing as to me they all look the same. He had the whole black trench coat, dark glasses look going. In fact, he pulled it off almost as good as any guy on the matrix. Maybe he was a Neo wannabe
So, everyday we would see him walking down the same part of the road at the same time in the same way. Step, Step, Step.
And then one day he wasn't.
My mother and I discussed this, and we both came to the conclusion that he must have noticed us watching him and become so selfconcious that he stopped walking that way. A little later I developed my own theory that he had gotten a car.
Well this morning we were discussing this theory when I glanced up and who did I see but the clockwork man! we laughed so hard, and, I felt so mean because I think he saw us and remembered us.
i'll update as to whether we see our clockwork man tomorrow.

paper rebel

p.s.

Your Japanese Name Is...

Nahoko Shijo

I never was one for writing in journals.
I never was one for writing much either.
But I was one for spur of the moment ideas, so I suppose that would be what this is. A spur of the moment idea. I just thought that I would get the idea of what live journal is by creating an account and seeing what you could do. And now, many flying ninja attacks and dramatic pauses later, here I am. A week before exams, writing in a journal online to avoid studying. I figure that i work best under pressure anyway, this is still a theory.

Cramming shouldn't be too hard, right? Geez, its no like these exams mean much anyway. So I suppose that if I fail french it isn't going to mean much -_-' Nope, not fooling myself. Well everything is worth a shot, if it's not then.....well something motivational.

An online journal couldn't be too bad, right? As long as none of my friends find out about it. ugh, not good sorta thing. Some people write stories in their online journal. not me. I don't write stories. I would like to draw a comic, but I am to very stupid. Thats a problem for a lot of things I find, really puts me back. I should have started studying for my history exam. I also should have made that into a new paragraph. Feh, I'm over it already. yes, thats another reason why I can't draw/write a comic, I'm over it before it's even started. I have an idea, but by the time I've drawn a few rough sketches I've decided its immature or stupid. Wonder if Micheal Angelo ever stopped because he was having a stupid day, (a stupid day being a day when you have decided u are stupid and nothing will convince you otherwise.) yeah well I guess that that doesn't really matter now, because Micheal Angelo is dead, and once someone is dead they cease to matter right? they can't have any new thoughts, they can't make anything new, so they are no longer important. So their ideas are still around, but by now everyone has the same idea and no one cares what you did.
Gee, now I don't feel insignificant. But at least the exams don't matter if I'm insignificant.
Nope, that didn't work either, I still think exams matter.

Oh well.

Hmm, i really need some french music so I can starting hearing the language...