Artsy!

It's my second day home.
I hate wasting time.
I want to enjoy.
I want to watch again Ruby Gloom, or Edgar and Ellen, perhaps Monster Allergy.

Today, from some reason, a sentence my friend made while she corrected us got stuck in my head.
"Yes I did; Yes indeed; Yes you do".
It's probably because her nickname is Did/Deed/Dead (It does not sound like deed, took me a while).
I want to watch stupid people doing stuff.
Or to get my daily dose of American accent.
It's not the same when they don't speak English and Hebrew combined in some sentences.

I'm hearing rap rock.
I wondered if it's an actual genre, because I couldn't describe it any better than this.
By the way better than this and describing.
Yesterday channel 22, they put a scene from the Bat Mitzvah girl, named Keshet.
I loved her.
One time she called her grandmother.
"WAAYY (I have no idea how to spell it to you, but it's a sound we make, deal with it's waayyness!) grandma I wish you'll die in like, lots and lots of time!".
That's a very creative way to show affection!
She's pretty much the boss, and she's good at telling heart wrenching stories.
Like she ate pizza everyday because they were always in work, and she dreamt that one day Israel's best chef will come and cook for her.
Or that she was raised by the microwave, same reason.
And she had a  boyfriend.
His name was Ky.
He was 24/7 on his game, and when he talked, you had no idea  what he said.
Like that orange guy from southpark!
Kenny!


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I like it, not as much as I like the robot and the person (?), but it's nice.
I like to make missing eyeballs.
If thinking about it, I'd love to make her a more 3d-ish figure.

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I decided that I should design my first T-shirt design, I wanted something to do with tech, and if possible with music or games.
I started, and at first I wanted to do something like a gameboy.
After I did the base, it looked more like some sort of an iPod nano.
I added up some stuff.
And I'm currently looking for more albums that I would like to put in there!

If you can't see exactly, and you're stuck, let me explain:
It's a teal or dark turquoise color, I don't know how to explain it.
Dark mint.
It got a white option buttons (I'll change the color to silver), and it got 5 album options.
One in the middle, occupied with My Chemical Romance's Danger Days (to write the rest is too long), and I got two from each side.
The farest sides are barely watchable, so, I don't know, I guess I'll put them on the no image available kind of thing.
If you didn't notice, it is iOS 6!
I added The Cure's Staring at the Sea.
And House of Agnosia, it's the name of the album, it's considered to be multiple artists.
I added Ghost Town's Party in the Graveyard.
Now, I got one vacant place for something...

Okay, I added limbs, the arms are actually the earbuds, they are still better than the shitty earpods.
Way more comfortable, and sounds better, to my opinion.
I'm not so sure about the legs, they are pixelated, but, I don't know...
I added shadow, to the figure.
Look.

I like it.
It's nice, interesting, and it's mine.
You can download it if you'd like.
You got a permission.

At first, I had a whole other plan, more like Yay-Okay, and my weird monsters.

I'm printing it, and putting it on my wall

I LOVE IT.
It's personalized, it's exactly what I like!


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Good old me!


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Okay, I'm used to weird Japanese shit, but that's..
That's in a whole new level.
http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=3DerhIGKnSU
Before clicking and going there, a WARNING, this is not safe for work (nsfw), but for sure it is not safe for sharing with people.
It included mature content and a lot of penises.
In every fucking size.
And people (including both genders) sucking a penis (candy), which is not the first thing you'd like to show to everybody.

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I don't know how to respond.
It's Le Telephone (Nino Ferrer), the song itself is sang in French, but the lyrics are in spanish.
It actually made me wonder what the fuck happened to the lyrics, because they didn't match.
Until he said Garcon, and it wrote Senior.
Now I know how to say obese in Spanish.

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I know it's probably the most logical thing I ever wrote in this entire bloglife (that tomorrow we'll celebrate!), but, dear people.
Each person you bother to mourn about every year or day that's dead, won't come back to life.
Ever.
And we should hope that it'll stay like this.
Zombie apocalypse is not something we should wish for.
But, I'm putting this out right now, because somewhere around last month or so, there were so many articles including "Twenty Years after Cobain's Death XX(insert something new yet old)XX", and I was just watching it, not surprised, but still amazed.
The guy is dead.
For fucking twenty years.
Will you ever get over it?!
And all the people who will claim about one or another person who died that he done something amazing.
All I have to say is that some classical music kids were forced in a very hard childhood to be the very best at their "work".
Hours and hours of practice, fucking nailed to the chair, and the parent is locking the door.
You're sick?
Good, practice more in home.
This is fucked up.


I want to cry in the corner.
Sungha.
That's all I need to say.
This person is a living legend.
He's pretty much my ideal of perfection by my own view on myself.
Cute face, straight dark hair, white skin, more talented than everything that I ever heard and was able to remember, not shy, and a male.
I have a list of people that I'd like to be.
Most of them are asians.
But I'm good in this weird body.

That's probably not a song that I'd want to hear ever again in the night.
At least not in such a good quality.
You can fucking hear everything in it.

Great, now I wonder what microphones did they use.
I blame the satanic animation film.
The soundtrack recording was a thing that I'll never forget.


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I think that I didn't say it, but I'm going to say it now.
Ready?
Okay.
This Thursday, at Three and thirty, I'm going to a barber shop, and I'm going to donate hair for a wig to cancer.
It'll be...
Interesting.
I have no idea what will be the final length of my hair.
I assume short.
But the question is, how short?
Too short for a ponytail?
I hope not.
But, it doesn't matter than much.
Only a shit of sweating.
Worst case?
I'll just braid it in some magical way.

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I'm tired.
But I don't want to sleep.
What if I'll have a nightmare?
What if I'll have bugs under my sheets?
What if my friend will commit suicide?
What if they won't burn the house.
What if when I'll wake up, a person will be outside the building, destroying something, and  won't be able to come out without it's trying to kill me, leaving me with a large bleeding wound, that will hurt for an eternity.
And I'll remain their together.
An old bank robber, sobbing endlessly.
A young boy.
An old woman, fearful to destroy the girl.
What if I'll be stuck in there.


Well, good night.
I'm starting to get insane by the minute