Brink.

and Starcraft II.

https://youtu.be/8KQ5HFM7UUQ

I could use views to get that fancy hat and a few achievements :3


btw in case you wanted to add me, my steam name is Timmeh, or you can get me at my id page http://steamcommunity.com/id/isuckatvideogames

thanks in advance, all your views are appreciated :D

It's been too long since I had a good cry... fuck, its been to long since I've cried AT ALL.

I did last night, a fair bit, and to be honest it felt terrible. A wash of emotions, I was feeling alone and depressed, weak and pathetic, pointless and bothersome... and I just began to cry.

I.. I'm not sure how to feel right now.

and I am a person.

I ran out of things to say, and things to talk about. I could whine about how I'm still down on myself for being an antisocial hermit spending all of his time talking to internet friends rather than going out and meeting real women. I could bitch about how I can't draw and how art is still far and few between. I could talk about how psychologically worrying it is that the death of my father doesn't even affect me in the slightest.

but why should I waste my time writing useless droning and drama into a journal? why should I waste your time and make you read through all this bullshit?

I don't know.

portal 2

after I reformatted my computer, for about a week a realized I didn't realize I had no art software up XD

derp. well, I finished installing steam games so this should be done with soon.

https://youtu.be/osTu38yuuHo

Jazz Avaunt-Gard metal? I never thought it possible, but I'd be lying if I said I didn't love it!

Desktop computer is back up and running, and expect some art flow starting today or tomorrow :3

I am so excited, this new computer is sexful and it glows :D

but today also carries bad news. My dad died.

I guess that would hurt more if I knew him :/ but he left before I was born. so frankly not a shit is given, but I am sad he's gone.

anyway, COMPUTER, FUCK YEAA!

yay for more arts! after minecraft...

OK, in all honesty this happens a lot... too many times, in all honesty.

Today is a subject of something I like to call "Walking the dog" because it ends up with me being outside longer than I should be, and a walk home in anger.

I leave at 3, we made plans for 4:30 but I didn't want to be late. I sat on the pavement, reading my book (John Dies at the End) and waiting for her car to pull up. 4:50, I go home. I come home to find on my face book, there was a message dated about 5 minutes after I left. "Sorry I can't make it"

.___. now, I'm less mad as I am crushed and humiliated, because I can't be mad at her. She didn't do anything. I should have been smart enough to plan a day she wasn't busy. I am really bad at this it seems because it happens nearly every time I ask a girl out.

anyway, back to bed, kind of down now :/

where there entire family leaves to go get brunch or something, only for you to wake up while they were out and when they come back have them explain that if you were awake you wer emore than welcome to come, instea od fhtem waking you up because it was supposed to be a family thing and you should've been there with your fucking family instead of asleep, but i guess they just see you as an unnessecary second banana thats only real use is to shlep groceries around and clean the house while everyone is out having fun smoking weed or fucking each other, I guess that makes me the fucking butler instead of a son.

ugh.

https://youtu.be/0GLoHifu6aM

Based on a true story.

idk.

bored and lonely and etc.

have to clean the house, at least thats something I'm good for around here :/

https://youtu.be/HSZIej-ZraE

sega, bring back jet grind radio

or death.

my laptops battery AND hard drive are now fried. and I am now completely computer-less until I fix the laptop or the desktop

we gave up on the laptop, considering prices, and focused on a cheap and easily purchasable, yet effective power supply for the desktop. A new case is also on the table, but, priorities.

so art is at a complete stop. I'm sending this via moms computer while shes asleep >.>

some of you knew, but I just wanted to set a message for everyone.

https://youtu.be/KgT5hGIz6vI

great song, rather sad, but gives me a good idea...

silly faces journal

I am bored

ಠ U ಠ

pretty certian its far from human.

far from normal

far from good looking

far from socially acceptable

far from right

Far from intelligent

far from ever having a chance to get laid

incredibly far from dating material

and very far from being any use to society at all.

I guess I'm the human equivalent of cancer.


...bad mood today.

if I were to write a "little red riding hood" movie, for starters she'd be, oh i don't know, a child? kind of like in the book! what a shock! also, the wolf would be, BIG and BAD and ACTUALLY FUCKING SCARY.



The forest would be the foremost center of the film, apart from the build up in the small town. small wooden cabin town from the 1800's (the only thing the movie got RIGHT)



picture the forest as a Tim Burton-esque giant black tree, seeping white light forest. The red hood is barely seen other than the glowing blood red cloak, black shadoiws covering her face with only the piercing of blonde hair through the hood.



the wolf would hunt quietly, stalking, with a lot of predator-like shots to it, the first person of the creature in negative.



she walks into the house, the wolf tearing more and more at the house and they both die as the wolf eats the entire house. nightmare sequence.



her and the wolf met before that, talking quietly, standard "give me the basket" bit.



so she gets to grandmothers house to find the house completely empty, the wolf waiting for her, she runs screaming and crying out of th ehouse to find the lumberjack, who tells her she needs to stay in the house. she's a sacrifice to the wolf, the basket wad filled with letters of demands and meats, one letter said in particular "take the girl, leave us be"



she dies in a gruesome, bloody frenzy. sound like a better movie than the one that twat to made the twilight movie made?

"Just two big, scruffy soldiers snuggling away their woes in a totally hetero way."

.-. I've been playing bullet-storm too much, and yes, that's a real line in it. one of the best jokes if you ask me.

but, anyway, nothing new to talk about, just been depressing huge huge amounts of schoolwork, and depressing being home alone with nothing or nobody to do. :/

days like these make me want to just say fuck it, fine a way to gather my DNA, and clone a girl version of me, because my standards are the only ones low enough to have sex with me.

.__. just thank god I have no bullets, sharp things, or know how to tie proper knots in rope.

https://youtu.be/6md5RSnVUuo

this video is spectacular, I love this sort of art style, with the goofy exaggerations and the kinetic typography throughout the scenery.

plus, its a damn catchy song. I don't know why but I love it, and I'm sure that's gonna get me down.

nerd moment, nvm >.>

but yea, new icon curtosey of

if you want your own you could always ask :3 I think hes still handing them out, you'd have to ask him XD


anyway I might dissapear this week, because Bulleststorm comes out tuesday and I can not wait to bury my boot in poop passages >:D

also I got this on the weekend:
https://youtu.be/CRyLDZ8VHmo

so yea, busy week :P

OK, so if you ever looked at my front page you'll notice the green text saying "the critics are in"

I need some personal quotes to fill that in with, so if you have any little tid-bit you wanna say, be it funny or honest :3

leave it in the comments of this journal, and it will inevitably end up on that portion of my profile :D

so, let go with all the things to say c:

I'm alone and happy with it now.
because when I look back on it I just try to draw in as much drama as possible, I try to jump headfirst into women on the internet and hope to come out a lucky man, and it doesn't do anything for me, just makes things awkward for all the people I meet, and causes a bunch of pointless heartbreak and pain that I shouldn't feel.

so, fuck it. fuck internet love. fuck love period. I'm too young to go to this much trouble over this stupid shit.

besides, I need to learn how to be alone, otherwise I'm just going to become one of those whiny bitches always wanting to lump onto someone for affection, and treating pointless lust as true love.. and I'm already that, I don't want to spend my adult years like that.

so, I'm done with the drama, with all the stupidity and frustration and all that crap. I'm just going to be me, at least until I start getting girls in the real world looking my way, then I'll just have to talk to my head.

...my brain, too ;3

to me, it means that a long time ago a guy named "Valentine" was convicted by the Romans for being a christian. He was put do death, but before he had died, he was rumored to heal the blindness of the jailer's daughter.

of course in the Renaissance age, the beginnings of courting and chivalry (at least formally) it became more of what it's known as now. I put effort in finding meaning to this stupid holiday, and this is all I picked up, so debatably, it wasn't "made up by stupid card company" so there.

I still call it "why am I the only one walking around without someone attached to my arm? :/"

so yea, its a good day and all. If I was in a relationship, let alone one in real life, I think it would be a fucking fantastic day for me.

but, I'd rather celebrate the saint get killed by the Romans. I think someone should care for the poor sod.

IT IS A PLACE CALLED THE NIGHTSIDE.

https://youtu.be/E39p-0l11Kc


I fucking love this band :3