|
|
The Artist Formerly Known As Fucking Crazy
|
|
|
|
[03 May 2005|09:55pm] |
|
I am living a happy life in a tiny house with my mom, her boyfriend, Fonzy, and two kittens and a cat. I go to school twice a week at independant study, and I draw a lot. My last drawing is depressing, but I am really proud of it, even though I hate drawing guns. I am moving to Canada next year because my mommy can't afford to feed me anymore and my grandma wanted to give me a test run. My favorite outfit is my button-jeans, my Crest Saloon shirt, and my maroon plaid button-down. My sandals are falling apart and I don't have the heart to throw them out. I collect blank notebooks, journals, and sketchbooks because I always tell myself "I will write in this someday". My birthday was two weeks ago. My favorite food is lemon drops. In the last three weeks guys have been hitting on me like there's no tomorrow (we think it's the sunglasses). I broke my glasses. I'm 5 feet and 9 inches tall. My first name is Chelsea, but Sasha is what everyone has called me since I can remember. I'm listening to Every You, Every Me by Placebo. I'm only mean when I have to be.
|
|
|
[25 Feb 2005|05:38pm] |
Okay, revised photo post.
I developed 'em myself, with minor tweaking in photoshop for contrast and the like (silly scanner). Keep in mind I only learned how to develop film and prints in September/October.
( Organized by how much I don't hate them (with commentary... cuz I say so) )
[Ed- the sizes got fucked up by photobucket, but you get the gist, right?]
|
|
|
[06 Feb 2005|12:17pm] |
Justine: you know that you need a boyfriend when you imagine yourself like greek gods with wine and pretty young men...
so true, so true....
|
|
|
[03 Feb 2005|08:28pm] |
| [ |
mood |
| |
 contemplative |
] |
| [ |
music |
| |
[Cream] White Room |
] |
So, do y'all wanna know why today has been an interesting day? Let's see....
A couple hours ago Myelle, a friend I haven't talked to in four or five years, came by the door. She was trying to find and catch up with all her old friends. Vanessa, you remember Myelle, right? She says hi.
Now, this isn't that unusual for me, but it also turns out that Myelle is anemic and probably won't live past thirty. I was stunned.
Oh, and she's pregnant. It's a boy, and he's due in August. I'm double stunned.
This girl is only a year older than me! She isn't a slut or anything, she was raped, but still... it makes me sad inside.
We're going to go out on Saturday and catch up. We'll see how that goes.
I did miss her, though.
|
|
|
[28 Jan 2005|04:07pm] |
Perfect silence..... everything's calm.... and then....
BOOM! Hailstorm!
loud thundering, crackling hailstones..... and
two minutes later....
SILENCE.
and some more silence.
..... and then
BOOM! Rainstorm!
two minutes later....
SILENCE.
Then the sun came out and it started to rain again.
California likes making wacky weather.
|
|
|
[23 Jan 2005|06:21pm] |
| [ |
mood |
| |
nostalgic |
] |
| [ |
music |
| |
[Sheryl Crow] If It Makes You Happy |
] |
I figured I'd give you a real entry.
Finals are next week, and I'm freaking out. I'm not really worried about them except for French and Chemistry. I really need to study today and tomorrow.
I developed the first film and pictures in months last week. It was fabulous. The negatives turned out, the pictures were good, it was absolutely fabulous. I'm going to start doing a lot more photography now, probably starting tonight when I go work at the shelter.
Working at the shelter is going well for me. I like doing it. A lot of the people there are really good. There's a new guy, Leo, who is absolutely adorable and charming, and there's Eileen, who is the nicest girl I've ever met (even with the shaved head). All I really do is clean, sort, and cook, so it's not all that complicated. I like doing it, and it gives me somewhere to go when I don't feel like being at home. That, and it comes with a lot of praise.
I'm going into independent study next semester, so I need to work that out also, but it shouldn't be that complicated. I've got a counselor, a school shrink, and a vice principal who all say it would be good for me. These people scare me with their willingness to back me up. Do I just have a face that screams "I can do no wrong"?
I've also been writing a lot more. As an apology for not posting much, have a story! It's just a random thing I wrote.
( Winter and Autumn )
(PS: I love Justine lots and lots and lots! Je t'aime!)
|
|
|
[08 Jan 2005|09:38am] |
I haven't made a serious update in a long time, huh?
.... well, I'm not going to start now.
I just got back from volunteering at the shelter. I let Kamile nap while I watched The One, Pirates of the Carribean, Sum of All Fears, and MIIB. Limited movie selection, really.
too make up for my lack of updates, have a thing I made in photo shop
( This was a lot of time wasted messing around, but I like it )
I'm off to Stockton for the weekend. Oh joy. Oh rapture. Oh fucking hell, the only reason I'm going is because Patrick called and pleaded with me (whiny little bitch that he is), because unless I come he doesn't get to seeeee Caaaaaitlin.
I haven't had enough sleep or caffiene for this, I tell you.
|
|
|
[03 Jan 2005|05:13pm] |
| [ |
mood |
| |
 cranky |
] |
| [ |
music |
| |
[Placebo] Ask for Answers |
] |
Day 3 of the new year. Resolution status? Only one broken! I'm doin' good this year....
On the bright side, I have 5 chapters of my story done (completely written between the hours of 2 and 5am during the last couple days).
... I really need to do the thing that affects my future instead of the thing I want to do for once, huh?
|
|
|
[01 Jan 2005|12:58am] |
So, Happy New Year, as it were.
Lots of stuff has happened over the last year, as I look back on it. But much to my surprise, I started this year off exactly the same way I did last year. In Berkeley, in foul mood after seeing happy people, feeling trapped and constrained, and in a weird friendship with an even weirder boy. Not much changes in my world, but I figure I might as well do the survey anyway.
( Bonne Année )
|
|
|
[15 Dec 2004|03:03pm] |
| [ |
mood |
| |
 drained |
] |
| [ |
music |
| |
[Foo Fighters] Everlong |
] |
Hah. Figures. I spent the last couple minutes wasting time looking up my astrology stuff.
Sun Sign, Taurus. Already knew that.
Moon Sigh, Scorpio. It would be, wouldn't it?
Rising Sign, Cancer. Not surprised.
Apparently, I am strong and steady and loving of comforts, but also quick to anger and hard to manipulate. I am comforting and maternal, even though it drives me insane.
It works.
So, I spent Monday night volunteering at the Youth homeless shelter (it's on Grant and University, if you care), and that was... interesting. I was just managing the showers and the bedding, making sure everyone was organized, everyone got their showers, everyone got the right bedding. Pretty simple stuff, and I learned a lot of names doing it. One of the guys, Ash, sat and talked to me the entire time, which was very interesting. So I ran back and forth doing things, and he told me about himself and his life. After everyone else was alseep, he came back out saying he had insomnia and talked to me some more. Very subtle, ne? Still, very flattering. Eventually he went back to sleep, and I got a couple hours of dozing in before we had to go wake everyone up. I helped with waking people up and getting them in the showers if they wanted them. It's nice to have the first words out of someone elses mouth be " 'Morning, beautiful", but they do lay it on a bit thick. I'm going back on Friday for the evening shift. It should prove interesting. But this time, I'm bringing a book.
|
|
|
[09 Dec 2004|10:51pm] |
| [ |
mood |
| |
 apathetic |
] |
| [ |
music |
| |
[The Smiths] Pretty Girls Make Graves |
] |
I'm truly turning into the angsty teen of the year, music-wise anyway. Can anyone say the Smiths?
So.... update.
I haven't been to school for the last couple of weeks, and don't plan to return until after winter break. I filled out the form, I am going around to my teachers tomorrow, and then I am getting on the train to stockton for the weekend.
Why haven't I been to school? In short, panic and anxiety attacks. The dread I feel when I get up in the morning is absolutely paralyzing. I will be glad to get this over with.
My grandparents are coming for Christmas, again. So, what color should I dye my hair to.... "surprise"... my grandmother?
Of course I don't like tormenting old ladies.
what ever gave you that idea?
|
|
|
[09 Dec 2004|10:44pm] |
Donna: I will make your shell ever so pretty!
Story of my life, seriously.
|
|
|
[07 Dec 2004|11:34pm] |
Hah. I just spent the last 45 minutes trying to beat my vocal cords into singing french. It didn't work so well, but at least now I have the words of "protege moi" burned into my brain. I like to think of this as an excerise in oral french, but really it's just me wanting to be able to sing at least ONE song in French, and hoping knowing the english version would help. It didn't except for the tune. And my brain STILL would not read those goddamn lyrics with the amount of syllables they were supposed to have!
Frustrated at 11h30 brought to you by a neglected French book and a lot of spare time.
|
|
|
[07 Dec 2004|05:12pm] |
| [ |
mood |
| |
 amused |
] |
| [ |
music |
| |
[Nirvana] Pennyroyal Tea |
] |
| Your Ultimate Purity Score Is... | | Category | Your Score | Average | | Self-Lovin' | 53.3%
Explored the pleasures of the flesh | 65% | | Shamelessness | 61.9%
It takes a couple of drinks | 79.3% | | Sex Drive | 81.6%
The Pope is envious | 77.6% | | Straightness | 71.4%
Felt someone up once | 44.6% | | Gayness | 78.6%
Repressed, are we? | 83.7% |
| Fucking Sick | 88.5%
Refreshingly normal | 90% |
You are 71.87% pure
Average Score: 72.6%
| |
Ya know, with most people, a lot of those questions would have screamed "slut!", but with me, it's more of a "my friends are way to comfortable around me!" kind of thing... I need new friends. Friends who do not see "naked" as another form of "clothed".
Still, I find it amusing that even this thing thinks I'm a lesbian.
|
|
|
[05 Dec 2004|12:34am] |
| [ |
mood |
| |
 cold |
] |
| [ |
music |
| |
[Placebo] Every You Every Me |
] |
My poor little journal, I've been ignoring and neglecting it.
It feels weird to say I have better things to do than rant idly in this thing.
So, I got a haircut.... nothing spectacular, I'm just pleased that I can find my ears under the fluff again. And for the first time in years it is completely my natural hair color. Except.... the color is different than I remember it. How odd.
I'm going to see the school play tomorrow with Donna and Co. because George, her ever-adoring boyfriend, will be part of said performance. This should be an interesting watch.
I really can't think of anything else to say.
|
|
|
[25 Nov 2004|01:46am] |
My "it's fucking early in the morning" announcement:
The music video for Placebo's "Pure Morning" is eye candy for the soul.
|
|
|
[23 Nov 2004|11:19pm] |
| [ |
mood |
| |
 artistic |
] |
| [ |
music |
| |
[Pixies] Velouria |
] |
THE LJ FRIEND MEME THING:
a. Choose 10 people from your friends list at random.
b. Write something about/to each of them.
c. Don't tell anyone who the statements are about. Good or bad. No matter how they beg!
1. I didn't mean it when I said I hated you all those times. Really, I didn't. I'm just jealous. I love you, baby!
2. I will never let you live down the fact that you have a thing for blondes.
3. Super Evil Twin (and slave boy) inc!
4. I know I only got to know you a little while ago, but I love you to death! You're a fabulous girl, and we share too many boys not to get along!
5. You're wonderful and compassionate and beautiful and fabulous, and goddamnit, LOVEABLE. All your ass are belong to us.
6. I miss you I miss you I miss you! Don't ever get grounded again! I can't survive without you!
7. You can come over and steal my computer any time you want. You made it WORK, so you have computer rights! You rock!
8. I bought my own copy of Perks of Being a Wallflower, so I no longer have to steal yours from Caitlin again!
9. You crazy girl, I miss you! I need to come over and cackle over invader zim and make your brother fetch me a hotpocket.
10. Aww, I remember when we used to see each other every day, now you live across the country. I miss you guys, you were the best friends ever <3
|
|
| Phone Post: |
[22 Nov 2004|07:21pm] |
 | VoicePost 
112K 1:11
| “Okay, so Josh requested that I make a phone post about the SPIDER STORY. Now, if you don't know what the spider story is, I am not going to inform you.
Fonzy (in the background): Inform me!
Boy meets spider, spider hisses, BOY RUNS LIKE A TERRIFIED LITTLE PUSSY! The end. You happy now, Josh?! (Fonzy, I'm not going to tell you the spider story...) So, in any other news, I skipped school for most of the day because.... I hate people. And, most of my teachers. But, I took the french test. That went well. Uhm.... what else did I do today... I sat-
Fonzy: Go to school, woman!
Shut up, Fonzy.
Fonzy: Nooooo....
I sat in the park and I.... people watched, I guess you'd call it.
Fonzy: Ewwww, voyeur!
Shut UP! (laughter) Fuck you, Fonzy!
Fonzy: I love you too!
Fuck yooooou. Uhm.... (backgroung laughter) Anyway, I'm gonna go, because people are JACKASSES....
Fonzy: I know, I can't help myself... (laughter)
Okay, bye! *click*”
Transcribed by: ![[info]](http://l-stat.livejournal.com/img/userinfo.gif) flashflashtea |
(you hung up without pressing #. posting privately in case it was an accident.)
|
|
| Phone Post: |
[20 Nov 2004|06:32pm] |
| VoicePost
107K 1:07
| “Okay, so I'm trying out the phone post. Uhm, well it seems to be working. So, my grandma is here, and that's fine, I like my grandma, she's a very nice lady... uhm... I'm supposed to be doing the dishes right now. I'm not. This is a, uh, usual occurance in my house. Uhm... I've been looking at a lot of explodingdog.com stuff, because it's just so -goddamn cute-. And, you know, I could draw that! I really could, you know, it's stick figures! Stick figures shouldn't make me have, like an ins-, like an inferiority complex, should they? ... right... so anyway, uhm... I didn't do much today. I was talking to Justine earlier, that was pretty fun. She speaks English VERY VERY WELL (laugh) for someone who's from Quebec. Uhm, better than I'm speaking English now, probably... uh, well, this is basically just to test out to see if it works... so, uh, I guess I'm done now. See you later guys.”
Transcribed by: flashflashtea |
|
|
| navigation |
| [ |
viewing |
| |
most recent entries |
] |
| [ |
go |
| |
earlier |
] |
|
|
|
|
