Sunday, May 25:
Let me give you a quick update on the last few days. For some reason my schedule says 35.5 hours but, in reality, by the end of the week I shall be working 40.5. That's... insane. That's the most I've ever worked, at all, for that store. I don't mind I guess. Hey, it's going to be a whopping paycheck after all! It's just... well.... 9.5 hour days does not do me good (even my Chrons is beginning to show signs of coming back for the brief moment).
Anyway, last few days have been chaotic and fast paced as heck. Nothing truly bad happened to mention. However, there have been some important things in my life to talk about.
This Friday is a big day for me. Why? It's my driving test. Unless we have to re-schedule (again) I'll be taking that dreadful thing at about 2:45. I have to even work that day! No rest for the wicked, eh? But I digress from the subject. I'm nervous as heck... I mean, I've been driving for a bit now, but I'm the kind of paranoid person that thinks of all the worst case scenarios and, clearly despite best intentions and efforts to forget about said worst case musings, my mind more than dwells on the fears. I'm a very antsy, nervous, flighty kind of person. Many of my friends don't believe that, but at times, when I'm alone, that's me sometimes.
My store is hiring! Sign went up yesterday. Sort of a shock, really; I walk in and BAM! There's that blazingly bright orange sign in the window. Had to chuckle a bit. Wonder who we'll get?
Oh, and Mr. Eff's brother is done. Over the past few days I sculpted Psycho Doughboy (or just known as "Psycho-D" amongst the fans and his original creator) and I'm finishing up on the painting. Despite him having the most boring color combos (monochromatic black and white- that's it), I had to break it up with an extremely pale, watery gray to shade parts of him. His eyes (the insanity inducing swirls) were freaking me out trying to paint them. I swear I still got them wrong. He's not as good as Mr. Eff; for some reason I couldn't duplicate the perfected Eff from the first time around. As a result, Psycho-D is a little chunkier (meaning he has more bulk, form, a little more detailed), BUT he's about the same "height" and "weight" as Eff. They look great standing next to each other and, finally, Eff can safely stand (demented and) proud next to him now that his "brother" is done.
Of course, that's after I spray them BOTH with gloss. Mr. Eff had a strange thing going on- parts of his colors were either fading or the top layer of the gloss on his purple was rubbing off! I had to repaint about 80% of him. He looks better than ever, actually. The gloss will seal the outer painted layer and keep the colors fresher longer.
I've been getting back into JtHM and the darker stuff. Maybe it's because I'm depressed? Could be. Who knows. There are weeks I feel like I don't belong anywhere and, well, this is one of those weeks. I know it'll pass, but I can't help but try to distance myself from everyone in my family whenever I feel this bad. I feel displaced, useless... perhaps it's the time of season- kids are escaping from the dreadful clutches of school and their lives, in the throes of adulthood, is developing into something new. Perhaps...
Come to think of it, I don't think hardly any of my friends have ever seen me depressed. I wonder what they'd think when they'd see how drastic (a total 360 degree turn from happy to utterly lamenting/depressed) a change I can go through. Oh well... like I said, it'll pass- it always does!!
Oh, and Digital Devil Saga is really getting addictive. Too bad my PS2 is really, REALLY dying on me. It's getting worse every time I play it. I'm too lazy to take a chunk out of my savings and buy a new/used PS2.
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How many of those little creepy monsters do you make? gonk Those little things scare me!! Lol, how's the Gloomy pony going blaugh I can imagine a pink little pony, just not with the blood gonk
Growing up is scary gonk If it were up to me I'd stay little forever! But I'm not turning 18 anytime soon. Don't feel depressed gonk being depressed always makes things worse and distanceing yourself doesn't help much. Remember your journal entry about "A little indulgence doesn't hurt" You could try that! Or the peanut butter crackers, soda, and a book thing.
PS2 comes with batteries, right? mabey there's something wrong with them?