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Tue Nov 27, 2007, 12:29 PM
  • Mood: Stunned
  • Playing: Phoenix Wright: Trials and Tribulations
  • Eating: Eggrolls
  • Drinking: Coke =D
As I near my 5000 hit mark, I would like to say one thing...

AWESOME!!

It's also at this time that I would like to unveil... I'll draw a commissioned piece for whoever the lucky bashtard is that hits 5000 (I'll need a SS, AND for you to comment on this journal when if you hit it.)

This piece could be just about anything you could possibly want, but I totally suck at drawing multiple people, robots, and that random guy over there. *points at Al, because he's in the way*

DA LOVE.

Mon Jun 4, 2007, 7:49 PM
  • Mood: Love
Okay so all around DA I find these nice little couple's avitars... So you know what?!

I MADE MY OWN FOR MY SWEETHEART AND ME...
:iconmewy::iconkieroyourigama:

Booyah betches.

Documentation

Mon Nov 27, 2006, 10:32 PM
  • Mood: Depressed
Today...Is by far the worst day of my entire exhistance... Which is sad, I've had some pretty bad days... Most of them are in past Journal entries however this not only takes the cake...but it's like comparing a cupcake to a wedding cake...

A little bit of back history before we start the story. My college was let out a whole week for Thanksgiving and I excited about going home for the holiday...However my work made me stay half of the week. It put a damper on my parade, but I had just gotten a Wii so...YAY ME... Well I was told to do apartment inspections since the residents were all gone... At one point, I walk into an apartment where they have...not one...but TWO bongs full of illegal contraband... So I call my manager and he comes and I finish my inspections. However the big bad RA (me) who got them in trouble needs to be punished, so my car got KEYED TO FUCKING HELL. So...now back to why today in particular sucked:

Well the day started off actually last night when I my boss to tell him I was sick, I could only get his voice mail so I left a message that was one of those "If you REALLY need me to come into work tomorrow call me before tonight so I can set my alarm"... I didn't get a call so I was like... Sleeeeeepppppp...

However my friend told me that my manager was asking for me all morning, so I'm probably in a shitload of trouble.

Well anyway, I go to class cause I was feeling okay, minus the hacking cough, and because today was the review for the final exam (*sarcastic yay*)... Well it turns out that... Oh my goodness, my final project is due, when I thought it was due next Monday... However, I talked with the teacher and he was like.. Get it in next week and you'll be fine... So I was like... ;-; Thank youuuuu...

The day progresses as usually with a few things to make it steadily worse, but what the hey...It's a normal Monday right?? Well I finish all my daily classes, and I realize I need to run to Wal-Mart to get cough medication and a few other things, so my best friend and I get in my car and I try to start it.

It immediately dies. So I'm like...WTF?? And I started it again, only to see smoke spewing from my hood, my car vibrating and making noises that sounded alot like profanities... So I turn off my car to see what is wrong.

Someone has filled my muffler with PLUMMERS EXPANDING FOAM... A...Whole...Can...

A WHOLE...FUCKING...CAN.

So like more than half my muffler's filled with this shit, and I'm crying cause this is the second attack on my NEARLY BRAND SPANKING NEW 2005 TOYOTA COROLA CE within 7 days time. The police officer gives me an estimate to fix the muffler and they keying scratches...

Over 1000 dollars.

Mmm.. Yeahhhhhhh... Well so I get my roommate to take me to get the medicine I had set out to get over two hours before, and I get to Walmart and I shop and it's fairly good for not being able to drive my car until Christmas...

And I get back to my apartment to find my work is trying to contact me... Turns out I'm the RA on call, which means I can't leave property (Not that I could with no car and all) but I usually have to get out of bed at the wee hours of the morning to let fucktards who locked themselves out back into their apartments. It's an overall unpleasant experience.

So yeah, that was my bad day... This is just documentation prooving how bad it was. And for you to laugh at my misery.

GANKING IS FUN

Thu Jun 25, 2009, 8:12 AM
Ganked this survey from Sweden.

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10. What's your philosophy on life?
11. Is the bottle half-full or half-empty?
12. Would you keep a secret from me if you thought it was in my best interest?
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28. Will you repost this so I can fill it out for you?

“Did that really #$*(ing happen??”

Wed Oct 1, 2008, 7:32 AM
You know there are only a handful of events in your life that make you take a step back and go “Did that really #$*(ing happen??” Yeah I had an event like that 5 minutes ago. It was such an odd series of events that I think in my half-frenzied state of knowing I was going to be late to work or the fact I just woke up that lead me to believe that the event was mostly in my head rather than physically happened, but regardless I’m still rather rattled about it all. Let me explain what just happened.

So naturally, I rolled out of bed about 10 minutes before I had to be AT work, but that’s okay I live like 2 minutes away. This is usually a morning ritual as I’m dashing about my apartment at breakneck speed (well not so fast these days as my ankle is still a bit sore)… I manage to cram myself into clean clothes and brush my teeth and hair. Still not sure if I got all the tangles out there, but oh well. I push my shoes on my feet, barely remember to grab my purse and keys and run to my car (after locking the door naturally).

I quite literally live like 3 blocks away from work so I wasn’t too extremely worried about being too late. I turn off the little side street I take and then turn onto one of Waco’s bigger roads. I don’t get more than 10 feet on Lakeshore when I notice there’s this rather good looking guy walking down the street. I’m fairly sure that’s the reason I noticed him. He was walking with something large, but I couldn’t tell what it was, but that wasn’t the point.

He had longer hair for a guy, not quite to his shoulders. It was straight in the front but had a bit of a layer and wave to the back. His skin wasn’t particularly tanned but he wasn’t pale either. The man was wearing a pair of sunglasses, and I couldn’t blame him since he was facing the sun as he was walking. He had on a plain white t-shirt, you know like the kind you can get at Wal-mart for like 5 dollars and a pair of black jeans. Not like faded grey jeans, black. I didn’t get to notice his shoes, because it dawned on me what he was caring down Lakeshore Drive. Over his shoulder with one arm slung over it the man was caring a cross. Not like a little one I mean like the kind major churches put out in front of their buildings. A life-sized cross.

About this moment it’s been about a minute from the moment I first started glancing at him, and as I slow down to make sure that I’m NOT hallucinating, and the guy looked straight AT ME and smiled and waved. He then continues down the street like nothing had happened. At this moment, I’m starting to freak a bit because that’s just wayyyyyy too weird—wait wait, never mind this is Waco—so I turn to go stare back in front of me so I don’t crash into the person in front of me. Cause that’s all I needed this morning.

I turn to look at the intersection between the road I’m on and the road I need to be on, which is good because traffic was backed up and I almost had a fender-bender due to Jesusman. It was only then did I notice there are flashing lights.

Less than a block away from the guy with the cross, there was a HUGE 3 car accident. There was two ambulances, a regular one and one of those EMS ones, a fire truck, and the entire Waco PD it seemed. One of the cars were totaled and upon closer inspection (about 10 minutes later because everything had nearly ground to a halt as far as cars moving) did I see all the blood. Now I’m not the brightest crayon in the box, and I’m definitely not one to see Jesus’ face in cheetos or in the spots on my desk or something, but that’s just too weird right??

I mean Jesusman + Accident = Not coincidence

Well maybe it’s a coincidence if the people driving down the road were too busy looking at him and that was the reason for the crash, but still WAY too freaky of a coincidence for me, thank you very much. Maybe I am just as crazy as I tell the ladies at work I am, maybe I dreamed it, but regardless I did without a doubt scream “Did that really #$*(ing happen??” to my steering wheel.

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In other news. Yesterday was my birthday. Congradulations to ~balletvamp because she was the only person who remembered without having to be reminded.

~Yamaki and *backshadow did remember but I retold them which totally ruined my birthday remembering game. But props to them anyway.

No I don't want anything... >_> *doesn't particularly like birthdays* But if you're just going to die if you don't do something, then sure send me a note with happy birthday. Just don't cause yourself too much trouble over it.

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