Lunch: Mac and Cheese
Eating now: Orange Spice Banana Bread I made about a little while ago.
The reason I have not posted in awhile can either be squared away as Sessy either being lazy and doing other things, like GPX or Dragcave(or Neopets. Those paintbrushes are EXPENSIVE), while the other, much more noble one, Sessy staying up too late doing homework to get online.
Needless to say, it honestly could go either way.
There was a day this last week where I was so tired that I didn't even start up the computer, just ate and went to bed.
I'm going to change the subject, but since this is a big reason I took the time to sit and write a post, you can't be mad. Not that you would be.. RIGHT?!. :D
Usually it takes well into October for it to officially start feeling like Autumn, or Fall.
Today it actually felt like Fall. The smells of Fall, things like Nutmeg, Cinnamon and Pumpkin filled our home and brought the beautifully nostalgic feeling of warmth and for me, happiness, laced with a undertone of slight sadness. I have always enjoyed Autumn, it is not only the season I was born in, but I love the coldness, the nip in the air. Fall is also when McAll's Pumpkin Patch is open. It's a literal pumpkin patch, where you can go pick your own pumpkin and, for a fee, take it home with you. They also have a small gift shop and a few other attractions. They also, for about a week in late October, have Halloween themed activities. They have a haunted Hayride, a haunted Maize Maze and a couple of 'scare houses'. We've only gone twice to the haunted attractions. I rode the Haunted Hayride with my mom, and I went into one of the scare houses that actually disturbed me quite a bit. The premise of it was we were cattle, about to be slaughtered. Except there was a part where there was a table and refrigerator set up with fake human body parts scattered around, so it wasn't so much that it was an undertone of we were cattle, it was more that we were humans in some crazy cannibal's barn. Not that there's a sane cannibal. Anyway, we were also there one night, pretty late because my brother wanted to go through one of the Halloween attractions, and I didn't, and my sister was too young at the time, by my parents reckoning. So me, my sister and dad all sat in their cafe area that was a big converted barn with a stage, and they were playing typical Halloween music over the PA system. That is one of the places I heard Thriller all the way through. That is one of the things I remember most about that day. Vincent Price's very recognizable voice laughing at the pure absurdness of our frightened psyche as we imagine people turning into werewolves all around us and zombies coming out of the ground to chase us.
Growing up, I also was almost afraid of coming out and listening to Michael Jackson where my mom would know. For fear of being reprimanded by my mother, because she didn't like him, just for the fact that he was black. It was only a little bit later in life that I found out my mother, like myself, had a slight crush on him from his early days as a soloist. Like in Just Beat It. That was the first MJ song I ever heard. First video too. At that point, I was used to seeing the white Michael Jackson and all the scandals swirling about him.
Another reason it's so nostalgic, because I met my now ex on a cold Autumn day.
Since then, I seemingly always go to the outfit I was wearing when I met him because it's warm, on the first or second day of Autumn. It's a pair of baggy but slim-waist fuzzy gray sweat type pants that are extra long and a fitted long sleeved Jack Skellington shirt. The whole date was last minute, my friend calling me, and asking if I'd be willing to go on a double date. I said sure, and just went as I was. My blind date was dressed in a nice leather jacket and there I was in pajama-like sweat pants. After awhile he told me he was glad that he didn't feel he had to keep up a front and shed his leather. Things after that were kind of history. And he also left on a cold night. But that is not here or there. Not many blind dates(and a double date at that) turn out well. Many of my friends would ask if I was with the same "blind date guy" every single time they saw me.
It's been days since I even looked at this, I got busy before I could finish it. So, I'll just end it there, a big ol' cliffhanger of sorts.
Ending Thought: "Life becomes easier when you learn to accept the apology you never got."
The ending thought was from one of those "take what you need" papers with the flaps with things written on the front. I was looking at them after school when I ran up to get my leftovers out of the school fridge.
Acceptance had this written on the back, and it instantly kind of hit me deeply.
Monday, September 30, 2013
Monday, September 23, 2013
"I was distracted.. by catboys. Yes. By catboys!!" *shifty eyes*
Well, today marks the 4 day point I've been in school. In the four days I've been in school, I've taken three tests already. I failed one today. I know this is with everything, but you fucking study chapter after and in the end NOTHING you studied was on the test. They added a trick question that NONE of the other students got though, nobody got 100% on their test.
Anyhoo, we then went to work doing acrylics and nail tips on each other. I don't like doing acrylics, I don't like getting them done. I suck at nails! I seem to have bonded with this short, older Philipino lady...She has an accent so my name always comes out 'sexy' instead of Sessy. Or Secksy. All the girls laugh every time she calls my name.
I meant to add more to this, but it's been so long since this update would have been current, I've decided to leave it be and move on.
Anyhoo, we then went to work doing acrylics and nail tips on each other. I don't like doing acrylics, I don't like getting them done. I suck at nails! I seem to have bonded with this short, older Philipino lady...She has an accent so my name always comes out 'sexy' instead of Sessy. Or Secksy. All the girls laugh every time she calls my name.
I meant to add more to this, but it's been so long since this update would have been current, I've decided to leave it be and move on.
Thursday, September 12, 2013
See my smile? it was born from amphetamines
It seems amphetamines is the only reason I have to smile.
Eating: Nothing (Last thing was a Fried Chicken leg and broccoli, rice and cheese)
Drinking: Nothing (last thing a Pepsi Next)
Listening: Nick Pitera's One Man Disney Movie, now Soon and Let Me Be Your Wings sung by Nick Pitera from Thumbalina
Skillet Falling Inside the Black
Have you ever noticed, that sometimes you're less happy when something ends up going the way you want it too?
My old boss from my parent's church has been scouting out workers for Sunday school children's classes, and I asked my mom if I worked with her, if she'd work with me. She said yes, so we decided that we'd start working in the 2 year old classroom. So we applied, and I needed to talk to the woman, she wasn't there when we finished filling out the form. Well, I was a little mad, so I left her a note telling her I needed to talk to her, that I had a question. So I emailed her, and finally remembered to get on Sunday morning to check my email.
I have been going to another church, that is like a 5 minute drive from my parent's church. It's also Presbyterian, while my parent's is baptist. I am NOT baptist. Anyway, she told me that the policy was I had to go to a service or a small group. That is secretly what I wanted so I wouldn't be tied down to one church, especially a baptist one.
I got what I thought I had wanted, but I'm not so sure now. I mean, it's over and done with, I'm not going to go back and tell her 'yeah, I'll do it..' I guess I was excited to be working with kids again.
I got what I wanted, but hearing that made my day totally crappy.
It also might have been from the fact that once again, my sister pointed out the fact that she thinks I'm wrong for going to the church I feel I belong at. Which really does hurt. I believe if you're not a rounded human being and respect other's opinions and feelings, what the fuck is the point? I certainly won't be around you much.
Eating: Nothing (Last thing was a Fried Chicken leg and broccoli, rice and cheese)
Drinking: Nothing (last thing a Pepsi Next)
Listening: Nick Pitera's One Man Disney Movie, now Soon and Let Me Be Your Wings sung by Nick Pitera from Thumbalina
Skillet Falling Inside the Black
Have you ever noticed, that sometimes you're less happy when something ends up going the way you want it too?
My old boss from my parent's church has been scouting out workers for Sunday school children's classes, and I asked my mom if I worked with her, if she'd work with me. She said yes, so we decided that we'd start working in the 2 year old classroom. So we applied, and I needed to talk to the woman, she wasn't there when we finished filling out the form. Well, I was a little mad, so I left her a note telling her I needed to talk to her, that I had a question. So I emailed her, and finally remembered to get on Sunday morning to check my email.
I have been going to another church, that is like a 5 minute drive from my parent's church. It's also Presbyterian, while my parent's is baptist. I am NOT baptist. Anyway, she told me that the policy was I had to go to a service or a small group. That is secretly what I wanted so I wouldn't be tied down to one church, especially a baptist one.
I got what I thought I had wanted, but I'm not so sure now. I mean, it's over and done with, I'm not going to go back and tell her 'yeah, I'll do it..' I guess I was excited to be working with kids again.
I got what I wanted, but hearing that made my day totally crappy.
It also might have been from the fact that once again, my sister pointed out the fact that she thinks I'm wrong for going to the church I feel I belong at. Which really does hurt. I believe if you're not a rounded human being and respect other's opinions and feelings, what the fuck is the point? I certainly won't be around you much.
"Don't do that, it attracts ants." (10 + 11 sept)
I'm going to be completely honest with you, lovely reader. I don't have a flying flip of a clue what I did the 10th. I went to school, but I cannot really remember what happened much of last Tuesday(10th).
Looking back over what notes I wrote, we started with skin. Facials and things having to do with those things. HAIR REMOVAL! That's what we did Tuesday!
I didn't get to do it because my partner has no eyebrows. They're tattooed on. She did mine though. I got so red and puffy that everybody came over to see my eyebrow. It was bad enough the teacher went to get special lotion for me. Then the wax was even worse. She accidentally took off the end of my eyebrow, and even days later, I have like peeling skin under my eyebrow now. Oh well, what can you do(other than not using wax, ever, ever again)
Nothing much else happened that day, other than after I got home.
I was talking to my friend, telling her I wanted to go down to her house to hang out before she 'moved' away. I also wanted to get any clothes I left there, and some nail polishes I borrowed. There's also a woman I get my hair cut close to my friend's house. And I was just gonna do it all at once. And she told me just not to come down. I was like... Really? And asked her what was up, or if she was just "holding her tongue". She kept saying 'no. Just don't come down'. And it's like... Okay, there's something up, no matter what you say. And I was like, "you know what, whatever." she said she'd come by the day she was leaving so I could give her back the shorts I accidentally brought home last time I went over there. I think she's jealous that I'm finally following my dream. Even though she's the one who sat there, and yelled at me telling me that I need to do something, I have my stupid high school diploma, so freaking use it. More than once. And now that I am, she's just jealous. I think she's scared. She had a chance to do what she wanted, and to get what she needed but now she's pushing me away. She's also pushing me away because she doesn't want to miss me when she moves. We were also talking about wedding songs, and I said I wanted something out of the ordinary, so I said Sorry Sorry by Super Junior, and she said "I'd go to that if I was back there, but not if you did any of the other ideas." So it's like... you seriously wouldn't go just because I have a song that's "been done"...???? Seriously?? Are you kidding me? So I'm like... really? You know what, I don't care anymore. You're gonna be like that I don't want to deal with you. Move away, don't come back. You lose my trust, you never get it back.
This ending thought was the quote for my phase one classes one of the days this last week, and it fit especially well, I thought, to the drama I was dealing with.
Ending thought: "A positive attitude may not solve all your problems, but it will annoy enough people to make it worth the effort." - Herm Albright
Looking back over what notes I wrote, we started with skin. Facials and things having to do with those things. HAIR REMOVAL! That's what we did Tuesday!
I didn't get to do it because my partner has no eyebrows. They're tattooed on. She did mine though. I got so red and puffy that everybody came over to see my eyebrow. It was bad enough the teacher went to get special lotion for me. Then the wax was even worse. She accidentally took off the end of my eyebrow, and even days later, I have like peeling skin under my eyebrow now. Oh well, what can you do(other than not using wax, ever, ever again)
Nothing much else happened that day, other than after I got home.
I was talking to my friend, telling her I wanted to go down to her house to hang out before she 'moved' away. I also wanted to get any clothes I left there, and some nail polishes I borrowed. There's also a woman I get my hair cut close to my friend's house. And I was just gonna do it all at once. And she told me just not to come down. I was like... Really? And asked her what was up, or if she was just "holding her tongue". She kept saying 'no. Just don't come down'. And it's like... Okay, there's something up, no matter what you say. And I was like, "you know what, whatever." she said she'd come by the day she was leaving so I could give her back the shorts I accidentally brought home last time I went over there. I think she's jealous that I'm finally following my dream. Even though she's the one who sat there, and yelled at me telling me that I need to do something, I have my stupid high school diploma, so freaking use it. More than once. And now that I am, she's just jealous. I think she's scared. She had a chance to do what she wanted, and to get what she needed but now she's pushing me away. She's also pushing me away because she doesn't want to miss me when she moves. We were also talking about wedding songs, and I said I wanted something out of the ordinary, so I said Sorry Sorry by Super Junior, and she said "I'd go to that if I was back there, but not if you did any of the other ideas." So it's like... you seriously wouldn't go just because I have a song that's "been done"...???? Seriously?? Are you kidding me? So I'm like... really? You know what, I don't care anymore. You're gonna be like that I don't want to deal with you. Move away, don't come back. You lose my trust, you never get it back.
This ending thought was the quote for my phase one classes one of the days this last week, and it fit especially well, I thought, to the drama I was dealing with.
Ending thought: "A positive attitude may not solve all your problems, but it will annoy enough people to make it worth the effort." - Herm Albright
Tuesday, September 10, 2013
I don't have common sense - I have uncommon sense
Eating: Chocolate Ice cream
Drinking Nothing (I should go get a bottle of water... never mind, laptop froze so I got some water)
Listening: Family by Noah Gundersen from Sons of Anarchy ( love this song, it's mellow and beautiful... but it reminds me of my ex, so it's bittersweet)
My goal for this thing was to post every single day. The happenings of cosmetology school, and daily life now that I'm in college..
So, I'll recap the first, and second day and hopefully get a post done for the third day.
The first day was a whirlwind, you're kind of thrown in, in the middle of class and told to follow the rules without knowing them in the first place.
The two highest ranking staff at the building is Ms. Thomas and Ms. Sharon. Ms. Thomas is the registrar, and Ms. Sharon is a regional director. We found out both my mom and Ms. Thomas are from a itty bitty town in north Texas, and finding someone else from Friona, TX is rare, so she remembered us and we went beyond professional conversations. Like talking about streets and how they are "cousins".
And Ms. Sharon is a funny, southern black lady. She's loud and I keep thinking she's mad at me because she yells. That, and to sign in we use a finger print system, and apparently, I kept doing it wrong. Putting my finger wonky on the reader and she talked at me loudly telling me I wasn't gonna be able to sign in since I was putting my finger on it wonky. I've only been unable to sign out ONCE and it was because the computer was slow and didn't want to read anybody's fingerprints. So HA take that.
First class is Hair Theory. When I got in Tuesday, they were talking about the running a salon business. The different types of salons, like franchises, booth rental.
For Phase 1, the other class we take, a practical application class. But the first day, we learned about germs and how to get rid of them, and Cocci. And the different coccis. Strep, Staph and things like that.
The teacher for phase 1 is Ms. Wanda, another southern black lady. She's fun because she gets talking and sounds like Madea. She's funny and I enjoy her and her class.
I've already learned the cliques, and who not to talk to or even bother with. I've kind of made a friend-acquaintance. I can sit and talk with her if I have nobody else to sit with and talk to.
Nothing much else to say about Tuesday, we had vocab and study questions for Hair Theory. We don't get homework for Phase 1, but I found out today that I completely forgot a set of homework questions. I just handed in the homework I did and went on, I wasn't going to freak out about it, what would be the point?
Anyway, yesterday, for Hair Theory we had a guest speaker. A man who sold Shears(the scissors hair stylists use, we can't call them 'scissors' though) and sharpened them for people in salons. He also demonstrated different types of shears. You wouldn't think so, but the shears that normal hair stylists use, are all above $200 dollars. The ones I want are relatively inexpensive, they're $230, but the ones I want are Swivel thumb. They spin freely from the thumb hole. The shears the school gives you aren't exactly top notch quality. They're just plain, basic ones. I'm glad he came and talked to us. I wouldn't have known half the stuff he told us. But because he was there, we didn't have real class, which meant no homework.
For Phase one, the first thing we did was take a test on bacteria. The chapter we studied the day before.
Then we learned about manicures and pedicures. We watched a video and then had to give and receive them.
We had an uneven number of pairs, and since one of the girls had already gotten one, her partner(also happens to be her older sister) was partnered up with me and the younger sister had been the guinea pig of the teacher. Oooh was she pissed that I got to get a manicure from her sister. Well, yeah, she sat there and complained and griped and talked about the teacher. Then, she back talked Ms. Wanda. Oooh, that girl really needed to grow up. So I got one by the older sister and she was totally freaking out while doing the manicure. Forgetting steps and shaking. She also got anal about getting every bit of polish from the sides of my fingernails. Anyway, she accidentally poured too much oil in the lotion for the massage. I don't like oil. Not unless it's used for other things. She basically lubed my arm up well enough it would slip in and out of nearly anything. And I was laughing/crying/internally freaking out so bad. But yeah. Then we both had to do a manicure on one hand and that was fun. Me and the younger, angry sister had to share products. Which was fine with me. It was whatever. But she complained the whole time how stupid and annoying the situation was. The model(Older sister) was like, "this is weird but.. not bad" So we finally got all that done and class was over.
Today, we had a test for Hair Theory. That teacher has a salty/crusty personality but I like her to some degree. She reviews tests. Ms. Wanda does not.
Anyway, we had a test on the last chapters(by the way, I got a 85 on my bacteria test) Took the test and went on. The test was basically all we did. I later found out I got a 95% the Hair Theory test. Woot.
Then we went on to Phase 1... I can't remember what he did for the first part of the class, but we were learning about acrylic nails and pedicures. I was supposed to do my pedicure yesterday but I didn't get it done. I took a long lunch because today was my last appointment with my therapist. She's ending her residency at the office. And since I was going there for free, we had to figure out what to do.
My therapist didn't know I was able to start cosmetology school so she was excited for me, and she kept saying how much progress I've made in just the little while I've gone, she's seen such a difference.
Anyway, yeah, I might have to stop until I can get insurance. But yeah, got back and they were watching an Acrylic Nail demonstration. After the video, we were given a page that we had to paint acrylic nails onto plastic sheet cover. The chemicals to make them are so strong, we were all high as freaking kites. But it was fun. I'm not so good at it. We practiced stupid nails for 3 hours.
And for tomorrow, we're taking a test on 4 chapters ;_; Then we're going to start acrylic nails on each other. I'm scared. I'm not very good at it. But hopefully I'll get better. We got that finished and did our cleaning duties, and then left.
So, things are okay. It's fun, but it's work, there's a lot of things to remember. It's actually easier than the Early Childhood Development class I took. Probably because I like it better.
So, I've typed a lot, it's taken me three days and I'm exhausted. It's time to get ready for bed.
Usually I end each blog with an ending thought, but I'm too tired to think about it, I'm sure nobody is too broken up about it. And with that, good night.
Ending Thought "Now, I am here, all alone, still reminiscing about the times you're here... wondering if you'll be back again." Gackt's December Love Song (English)
Drinking Nothing (I should go get a bottle of water... never mind, laptop froze so I got some water)
Listening: Family by Noah Gundersen from Sons of Anarchy ( love this song, it's mellow and beautiful... but it reminds me of my ex, so it's bittersweet)
My goal for this thing was to post every single day. The happenings of cosmetology school, and daily life now that I'm in college..
So, I'll recap the first, and second day and hopefully get a post done for the third day.
The first day was a whirlwind, you're kind of thrown in, in the middle of class and told to follow the rules without knowing them in the first place.
The two highest ranking staff at the building is Ms. Thomas and Ms. Sharon. Ms. Thomas is the registrar, and Ms. Sharon is a regional director. We found out both my mom and Ms. Thomas are from a itty bitty town in north Texas, and finding someone else from Friona, TX is rare, so she remembered us and we went beyond professional conversations. Like talking about streets and how they are "cousins".
And Ms. Sharon is a funny, southern black lady. She's loud and I keep thinking she's mad at me because she yells. That, and to sign in we use a finger print system, and apparently, I kept doing it wrong. Putting my finger wonky on the reader and she talked at me loudly telling me I wasn't gonna be able to sign in since I was putting my finger on it wonky. I've only been unable to sign out ONCE and it was because the computer was slow and didn't want to read anybody's fingerprints. So HA take that.
First class is Hair Theory. When I got in Tuesday, they were talking about the running a salon business. The different types of salons, like franchises, booth rental.
For Phase 1, the other class we take, a practical application class. But the first day, we learned about germs and how to get rid of them, and Cocci. And the different coccis. Strep, Staph and things like that.
The teacher for phase 1 is Ms. Wanda, another southern black lady. She's fun because she gets talking and sounds like Madea. She's funny and I enjoy her and her class.
I've already learned the cliques, and who not to talk to or even bother with. I've kind of made a friend-acquaintance. I can sit and talk with her if I have nobody else to sit with and talk to.
Nothing much else to say about Tuesday, we had vocab and study questions for Hair Theory. We don't get homework for Phase 1, but I found out today that I completely forgot a set of homework questions. I just handed in the homework I did and went on, I wasn't going to freak out about it, what would be the point?
Anyway, yesterday, for Hair Theory we had a guest speaker. A man who sold Shears(the scissors hair stylists use, we can't call them 'scissors' though) and sharpened them for people in salons. He also demonstrated different types of shears. You wouldn't think so, but the shears that normal hair stylists use, are all above $200 dollars. The ones I want are relatively inexpensive, they're $230, but the ones I want are Swivel thumb. They spin freely from the thumb hole. The shears the school gives you aren't exactly top notch quality. They're just plain, basic ones. I'm glad he came and talked to us. I wouldn't have known half the stuff he told us. But because he was there, we didn't have real class, which meant no homework.
For Phase one, the first thing we did was take a test on bacteria. The chapter we studied the day before.
Then we learned about manicures and pedicures. We watched a video and then had to give and receive them.
We had an uneven number of pairs, and since one of the girls had already gotten one, her partner(also happens to be her older sister) was partnered up with me and the younger sister had been the guinea pig of the teacher. Oooh was she pissed that I got to get a manicure from her sister. Well, yeah, she sat there and complained and griped and talked about the teacher. Then, she back talked Ms. Wanda. Oooh, that girl really needed to grow up. So I got one by the older sister and she was totally freaking out while doing the manicure. Forgetting steps and shaking. She also got anal about getting every bit of polish from the sides of my fingernails. Anyway, she accidentally poured too much oil in the lotion for the massage. I don't like oil. Not unless it's used for other things. She basically lubed my arm up well enough it would slip in and out of nearly anything. And I was laughing/crying/internally freaking out so bad. But yeah. Then we both had to do a manicure on one hand and that was fun. Me and the younger, angry sister had to share products. Which was fine with me. It was whatever. But she complained the whole time how stupid and annoying the situation was. The model(Older sister) was like, "this is weird but.. not bad" So we finally got all that done and class was over.
Today, we had a test for Hair Theory. That teacher has a salty/crusty personality but I like her to some degree. She reviews tests. Ms. Wanda does not.
Anyway, we had a test on the last chapters(by the way, I got a 85 on my bacteria test) Took the test and went on. The test was basically all we did. I later found out I got a 95% the Hair Theory test. Woot.
Then we went on to Phase 1... I can't remember what he did for the first part of the class, but we were learning about acrylic nails and pedicures. I was supposed to do my pedicure yesterday but I didn't get it done. I took a long lunch because today was my last appointment with my therapist. She's ending her residency at the office. And since I was going there for free, we had to figure out what to do.
My therapist didn't know I was able to start cosmetology school so she was excited for me, and she kept saying how much progress I've made in just the little while I've gone, she's seen such a difference.
Anyway, yeah, I might have to stop until I can get insurance. But yeah, got back and they were watching an Acrylic Nail demonstration. After the video, we were given a page that we had to paint acrylic nails onto plastic sheet cover. The chemicals to make them are so strong, we were all high as freaking kites. But it was fun. I'm not so good at it. We practiced stupid nails for 3 hours.
And for tomorrow, we're taking a test on 4 chapters ;_; Then we're going to start acrylic nails on each other. I'm scared. I'm not very good at it. But hopefully I'll get better. We got that finished and did our cleaning duties, and then left.
So, things are okay. It's fun, but it's work, there's a lot of things to remember. It's actually easier than the Early Childhood Development class I took. Probably because I like it better.
So, I've typed a lot, it's taken me three days and I'm exhausted. It's time to get ready for bed.
Usually I end each blog with an ending thought, but I'm too tired to think about it, I'm sure nobody is too broken up about it. And with that, good night.
Ending Thought "Now, I am here, all alone, still reminiscing about the times you're here... wondering if you'll be back again." Gackt's December Love Song (English)
Viva La Generation of Social Withdrawl!!
*sighs*
I've left this, dying dead animal for way too long. It's WAYY past time to update it and clean it up.
This shall be a introduction post, things about me, my likes and interests. So, without further ado; on to the profile.
Name: Sessy
Aliases: Sharingan, Guillotine Dress, DokiDokiMagnumGun, RocketDive, Brokenpinkrocket
Birth date: October 1st, 1990
Age: 22
Eye colour: Green, but my eyes change shades from bright, pea green to pale blue.
Hair colour: My icky natural sandy, dirty blonde. I want to colour it but you need $$ for that. I still haven't decided whether to actually let it grow freaking out or chop it off again, it's annoying me so badly.
Identifying marks: ... uh.. I have a single large freckle on my left cheekbone but that's about it. I only have one 'beauty mark' and it's on my abdomen. I don't have any birth marks... I do have a large scar on my elbow and a large bump where the bone was broken.
On to the fun, random bits that I want to add for no reason:
What I'm wearing: Pink skinny jeans, green spaghetti strap night shirt and my sketcher cosmetology shoes. (I'm going to put on a black Grell from Black Butler shirt. This is NOT what I'm wearing all day :p)
What I'm listening to: Thumbalina movie that I've got playing in the background of my laptop
Current craft projects: Zombie Feltie buttons and hair clips(undead duck, non-canon Zombie Cheshire Cat, regular cheshire[pink and purple] cat) Totoro Soot Sprites, and Teru Bozu to hang from my ceiling.
Piercings: one regular size set in my ears, stretched set to 2mm and a lip piercing on the right side.
Usual jewelry: A necklace(I have a set that I choose from, a cat holding a rainbow heart, a bunny holding a rainbow heart, a pink quartz oval "life saver", and a silver Korean character that would mean something like "Hee". It's an inside joke, it's the first character of mine and my friend's favourite Super Junior member, Heechul) An anti-bully jelly band and a yellow glow-in-the-dark, Blood on the Dance Floor jelly band. I wear my watch to school though. Only on my left wrist though, I don't like wearing stuff on my right wrist.
Two gold plated opal stud earrings, my plugs are black and blue striped and my lip stud has a green and blue ball on the end.
Favourite colour: pink/black, black/white, RAINBOW, silver, copper(steampunk woot)
Favourite Music: matsumoto hideto, Rammstein, Blood on the Dance Floor, Hollywood Undead, Jeffree Star, Super Junior, U-KISS, Nu'Est, Gackt, Miyavi, Black Veil Brides
Favourite Books: Salem's Lot by Steven King, the Tiger's Quest stories by Colleen Houk, Alice's Adventure in Wonderland by Lewis Carrol, Pet Sematary by Steven King, Desperation by Steven King, From a Buick 8 by Steven King, The Vampire Lestat by Anne Rice
Favourite Movies: Rocky Horror Picture Show, Nightmare Before Christmas, Clue, Thumbalina, Hercules(Disney), Alice in Wonderland(old Disney) Brokeback Mountain, Moon Child, Young Frankenstein I feel as if I need to add a special section for the layout. The background picture is of a Blue Morpho butterfly that I just found off google. I edited it to fit the idea I had and bam, it's there. Hopefully it works okay on all screen resolutions.
Today's(Monday 2nd of Sept) menu
Breakfast: Homemade fried rice with egg, a big bottle of water and a small mug of Silk PureAlmond Dark Chocolate Milk(Silk is amazing, don't diss it)
Yes, I know, breakfast of champions.
Lunch: Clam chowder and a protein bar.
Dinner: I'm not sure o_o (it was Pineapple glazed chicken with cauliflower rice and saffron..)
Something that I tend to do every blog I write, is writing a ending thought. Something I heard that was funny or prevalent to what I had been groaning, griping or just whining about. Today's ending thought is a song that's closer to my heart than anyone can realize. These words are tattooed on my heart, something I never want to forget. It's the lyrics to matsumoto hideto's Pink Spider. The song where I finally found someone I felt a level of closeness and understanding that I never knew possible. Most people give me funny looks when I talk about hide or what or how much he means to me. Thus, I won't even try to explain. Just read the lyrics, and if you know me, I think you'll get a sense of why this song, is MY song.
You wrap yourself in needles and threads of lies, A small world You thought it was everything, You hurt anything that comes near, You thought the sky was a square
“this is it… this’s all there is, isn’t it?”,
You said That’s a lie too
Wildly decorated your patterns look lonely, The paradise bird unusually came over to talk
“Steal that butterfly’s wings and come over here”
“Everything’s to your desire on the other side”
PINK SPIDER “I wanna go there”
PINK SPIDER “I wish I had wings…”
Ignoring the captured butterfly’s desperate plea, You glare at the sky,“I didn’t hurt because I hated, I didn’t have wings, And the sky was too high”
I've left this, dying dead animal for way too long. It's WAYY past time to update it and clean it up.
This shall be a introduction post, things about me, my likes and interests. So, without further ado; on to the profile.
Name: Sessy
Aliases: Sharingan, Guillotine Dress, DokiDokiMagnumGun, RocketDive, Brokenpinkrocket
Birth date: October 1st, 1990
Age: 22
Eye colour: Green, but my eyes change shades from bright, pea green to pale blue.
Hair colour: My icky natural sandy, dirty blonde. I want to colour it but you need $$ for that. I still haven't decided whether to actually let it grow freaking out or chop it off again, it's annoying me so badly.
Identifying marks: ... uh.. I have a single large freckle on my left cheekbone but that's about it. I only have one 'beauty mark' and it's on my abdomen. I don't have any birth marks... I do have a large scar on my elbow and a large bump where the bone was broken.
On to the fun, random bits that I want to add for no reason:
What I'm wearing: Pink skinny jeans, green spaghetti strap night shirt and my sketcher cosmetology shoes. (I'm going to put on a black Grell from Black Butler shirt. This is NOT what I'm wearing all day :p)
What I'm listening to: Thumbalina movie that I've got playing in the background of my laptop
Current craft projects: Zombie Feltie buttons and hair clips(undead duck, non-canon Zombie Cheshire Cat, regular cheshire[pink and purple] cat) Totoro Soot Sprites, and Teru Bozu to hang from my ceiling.
Piercings: one regular size set in my ears, stretched set to 2mm and a lip piercing on the right side.
Usual jewelry: A necklace(I have a set that I choose from, a cat holding a rainbow heart, a bunny holding a rainbow heart, a pink quartz oval "life saver", and a silver Korean character that would mean something like "Hee". It's an inside joke, it's the first character of mine and my friend's favourite Super Junior member, Heechul) An anti-bully jelly band and a yellow glow-in-the-dark, Blood on the Dance Floor jelly band. I wear my watch to school though. Only on my left wrist though, I don't like wearing stuff on my right wrist.
Two gold plated opal stud earrings, my plugs are black and blue striped and my lip stud has a green and blue ball on the end.
Favourite colour: pink/black, black/white, RAINBOW, silver, copper(steampunk woot)
Favourite Music: matsumoto hideto, Rammstein, Blood on the Dance Floor, Hollywood Undead, Jeffree Star, Super Junior, U-KISS, Nu'Est, Gackt, Miyavi, Black Veil Brides
Favourite Books: Salem's Lot by Steven King, the Tiger's Quest stories by Colleen Houk, Alice's Adventure in Wonderland by Lewis Carrol, Pet Sematary by Steven King, Desperation by Steven King, From a Buick 8 by Steven King, The Vampire Lestat by Anne Rice
Favourite Movies: Rocky Horror Picture Show, Nightmare Before Christmas, Clue, Thumbalina, Hercules(Disney), Alice in Wonderland(old Disney) Brokeback Mountain, Moon Child, Young Frankenstein I feel as if I need to add a special section for the layout. The background picture is of a Blue Morpho butterfly that I just found off google. I edited it to fit the idea I had and bam, it's there. Hopefully it works okay on all screen resolutions.
Today's(Monday 2nd of Sept) menu
Breakfast: Homemade fried rice with egg, a big bottle of water and a small mug of Silk PureAlmond Dark Chocolate Milk(Silk is amazing, don't diss it)
Yes, I know, breakfast of champions.
Lunch: Clam chowder and a protein bar.
Dinner: I'm not sure o_o (it was Pineapple glazed chicken with cauliflower rice and saffron..)
Something that I tend to do every blog I write, is writing a ending thought. Something I heard that was funny or prevalent to what I had been groaning, griping or just whining about. Today's ending thought is a song that's closer to my heart than anyone can realize. These words are tattooed on my heart, something I never want to forget. It's the lyrics to matsumoto hideto's Pink Spider. The song where I finally found someone I felt a level of closeness and understanding that I never knew possible. Most people give me funny looks when I talk about hide or what or how much he means to me. Thus, I won't even try to explain. Just read the lyrics, and if you know me, I think you'll get a sense of why this song, is MY song.
You wrap yourself in needles and threads of lies, A small world You thought it was everything, You hurt anything that comes near, You thought the sky was a square
“this is it… this’s all there is, isn’t it?”,
You said That’s a lie too
Wildly decorated your patterns look lonely, The paradise bird unusually came over to talk
“Steal that butterfly’s wings and come over here”
“Everything’s to your desire on the other side”
PINK SPIDER “I wanna go there”
PINK SPIDER “I wish I had wings…”
Ignoring the captured butterfly’s desperate plea, You glare at the sky,“I didn’t hurt because I hated, I didn’t have wings, And the sky was too high”
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