I'm at a summer camp right now, it's pretty fun, I guess. I kind of wish it was more like..free...I guess, the hours are ALMOST identical to school hours, 9:00 - 3:00, so it's long. But they aren't like classes, it's more fun and spontaneous, instead of the whole by-the-book crap. It's a residential stay, so I have limited internet access, out here at campus. It's been a good experiance though, I'm quite glad I came. Though, I REALLY wish there was more free time...and like..more freedom in general. I really haven't been doing anything productive, related to me that is. Haven't been studying, haven't been designing, haven't been doing anything...>.> I brought my Japanese stuff, but when we get back to dorms at night, it's already just..i dunno, I tend to use that time to hang out and do randomn jizz...:) Maybe I'll study tonight, be a good child, cause lately I've been falling asleep around 12:00 and rising from the bed at 6:30...>.< then showering and getting ready for my meticulous day. Tomorrow on Friday though, I'll probably have a hella lot more of free time, cause Fridays and weekends are exceptions, no classes, no workshops, just fun all day (activities, mandatory fun, and maybe some dorm time <3)
Anywho, I in essence, have nothing particularily interesting or fun to say, so, I'll just send you all off.
Lots of Love,
Especially to you Mom! For dropping off the crap I forgot :D
:)
Thursday, July 14, 2011
Wednesday, July 6, 2011
Sociopathic Children
I'm doing a research paper for my tutor on sociopathic children. Originally, I was going to do something on serial killers and what drove them to murder. I would research on their unusual brain scans showing signs of low control over impulse and judgement. I looked up on what their pasts usually were and what not. Well, I was watching SVU, Special Victims Unit and it was one where a 5 year old boy was asphyxiated from small rocks jammed down his throat. In the end his 13 year old neighbor, Jake, was the culprit. Through the entire investigation, Jake had been a seemingly cooperative witness, claiming to have seen an old man (presumed as a pedophile) watching the boy. He smiled, and acted it all out, until his prints were found on the rocks in the boy's trachea. He then also acted out the regretful, stupid and crying kid, when in the end, he never felt regret or remorse for his chillingly cold blooded actions. Jake made up some sob story about an abusive camp his mother had put him in, the 5 year old had dirt on him that would get his back in that camp. After his sob story and his seemingly regretful and normal remorseful behavior, Jake was tried on family court for manslaughter and would be release at 18. Prosecutors had been completely fooled until they contacted the camp, spoke to the campers and learned that Jake was the abusive and crazy one. He violently assaulted kids, threatened them, and killed animals. The camp director had reccomended to his mother that Jake be instituionalized but she wouldn't hear any of it. SVU quickly realized that they had been completely fooled the whole time and that Jake was a sociopath. Capable of high levels of manipulation and deceit, violent behavior with no remorse, and at 18, he'd be free to walk again. When the prosecutor barged into family court and brought this new evidence to the table, the motion was denied since his trial had just finished. He'd be out at 18. The dead boy's father was a psychiatrist and when he heard the SVU say that Jake had faked all that abuse and burned his own arm with cigarettes, he knew Jake was a sociopath and shot him apparently in rage. Though later prosecutors believed that the "grieving father" was just a calm minded man that just wanted to kill the sociopathic kid, since ther was no cure for sociopathy. However, the dad won the case and in the end told the prosecutor that she was right, he was clear headed when he grabbed a gun and shot Jake, killing him.
Personally, I think if I was in his position, I would've shot Jake because of extreme emotional disturbance, which is a court defense similar to the insanity defense. I was absolutely sickened by that episode, I seriously wanted to hurl and jump in their and rip Jake's cold blooded heart out. That sparked my interest in sociopathic children. A report I should be working on right now, but decided to detour and update this blog. I've been meaning to update yesterday and the day before that. I even had ideas...then I forgot.
Oh Woe is I. D:
Personally, I think if I was in his position, I would've shot Jake because of extreme emotional disturbance, which is a court defense similar to the insanity defense. I was absolutely sickened by that episode, I seriously wanted to hurl and jump in their and rip Jake's cold blooded heart out. That sparked my interest in sociopathic children. A report I should be working on right now, but decided to detour and update this blog. I've been meaning to update yesterday and the day before that. I even had ideas...then I forgot.
Oh Woe is I. D:
Friday, July 1, 2011
Sqweegel - Overdosed [The Void]
Holy crap. I just finished watching "Sqweegel" an episode in CSI, you can see it too
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http://www.cbs.com/primetime/csi/video/?pid=9fr3sx4kAeJpWu3QQxQmqkRMJZMVBX_R&vs=Default&play=true
Scariest thing I have ever seen (I'm not a thriller or horror fan). That was terrifying. Absolutely nightmarish.
Here's a recap:
So there's a serial killer running amuck, targeting local heroes who hide big secrets. First, he attacks them, slashes 'em up, and warns them "I know, confess." This fellow is real sly, sneaky and the creepiest thing ever. He wears a latex suit, full body, like from those XXX Adult shops full of porno and creepy toys, the latex suit is for those with latex fetishes, but he uses so that he doesn't leave any DNA or trace. Basically, this latex suited killer (snazzy name right?) kinda stalks his victims for a while, staking out inthe attic and using a lipstick cam to watch their movements. He also sleeps under their bed...He walks really strangely, probably since he's a major diabolical sadist that enjoys terrorizing and striking fear in his victims, well, he doens't exactly walk. He crawls strangely, like Brittany Louise Taylor on that one ShaneDawson video, in a weird spider like way, except twising one of his legs in front of his hand, so its..just strange. Latex guy is a heterochromia, he has two different colored eyes. Well, that's a summary of him.
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Seriously, this is how he walks, if you can't see his right leg is over his right hand and when he walks, he leaves tracks of a hand and a foot next to eachother. This is only ...5% of how creepy he truly is. You have to see this creeper in action. So watch that video (up there, link above, repeat, link above)
He first attacks like, this older lady, the lady of Vegas or something, slashes out the pictures of her son, who died early. He also turned her key to the city upside down, which signaled his disapproval of her being a local hero. She lives, claims he didn't say anything to her, but it is later revealed he said the same thing he said to all his first time victims (I know. Confess.)
The CSI people look around ect. Uncover that this man purchased two latex suits from a local XXX Adult shop. He gave only a name.
"Ian Moone"
Ray decodes this after failing to find this name in the database, and he decodes it as:
"I am No One."
Later, it shows a Mom and little girl in the carwash, while the little girl was listening to her iPod and looking at the suds cover the window, this Latex creeper kills the Mom, and slips out of sight. The police figure he was hiding in the tire compartment, and slipped out as the car wash was finishing. They realize that he must still be in the carwash and search the perimeter, but fail to find him. They assume he must've hid somewhere and slipped out later or something. They also noted an "A" writting in blood on the inside of the front window.
Then, James interviews the little girl, who saw this latex killer when he stared at her after finishing his job on her mother. He lets her live of course since she did nothing. The little girl only nodded or shook her head and only said one thing, she started singing eerily,
"Sqweegel, sqweegel..."
So this man was dubbed Sqweegel. They return to the place where the mom, Cary/Carrie, lived, turns out she faced large video game factories and banned violent first person shooters (Always much fun) to minors, she was awarded and viewed as a hero.
Her adobe displays all the things they found in the Lady of Vegas's home, the attic had a hole that could peek down on the bedroom and there was evidence he slept under the bed. Like in the Lady of Vegas's home, there is a slit in the underside of the bed, and inside the slit in the bed of the recently deceased Mother's home, is a DVD, with a letter A written on it. When they played it, they found that Carrie had been having an affair, even when she stood for righteousness and mortality.
They then deciphered that Sqweegel attacked then killed if the victim failed to repent his/her wrongdoing.
The Lady insists on going home, where shortly after she was attacked again, but managed to live by firing 5 shots into Sqweegel. She also told him something he already knew, her son that died earlier, she hasd killed, claiming that she was just ending his suffereing. (Her son was ill and condemned to a wheelchair) Sticky and intelligent Sqweegel already replaced all bullets in all guns with blanks. Police, whom were standing outside after that lady's attorney (I think he's an attorney or advisor, whatever) heard the shots and rushed in. Sqweegel was not found, but another latex man was found under the bed where Sqweegel had staked out. This was a paramedic who was questioned earlier. Evidence shows that he had been dead for hours and there fore could not have been The Lady of Vegas's attacker. They removed some of the latex and found healing cuts on his arms and a slit throat. This paramedic had been attacked, warned, then when he failed to confess his sins, was killed. Another victim of his creepiness, Sqweegel. It's later revealed that he actually set fires and then saved people to make himself a hero, the reason Sqweegel put forth his attack.
The episode ends at that, Sqweegel, slipping in his creepy latex suit on his hands and feet (literally, the man walked like a deformed spider) off into the night.
Anyway, the point of all of this. Kudos if you actually lived through reading that. Seriously, that episode was absolutely amazing, I feel completely full of CSI, it's an overdose of my drugs. xD That episode is good for antoher...I dunno, decade. Seriously satisfying, well, for an average person like me. Probably not for all you horror fans and what not, but this scared the living shit out of me. I'm expecting Ian Moone to jump out of nowhere, I'm so paranoid and absolutely terrorfied. *rocks back and forth* So scared...
:D
Anyway, I absolutely reccomend that, it was absolutely wonderful...bedwetting-ly wonderful. Seriously, it was scary ass and probably would frighten even a hardened criminal serial killer gang boss sexual predator.
Scariest thing I have ever seen (I'm not a thriller or horror fan). That was terrifying. Absolutely nightmarish.
Here's a recap:
So there's a serial killer running amuck, targeting local heroes who hide big secrets. First, he attacks them, slashes 'em up, and warns them "I know, confess." This fellow is real sly, sneaky and the creepiest thing ever. He wears a latex suit, full body, like from those XXX Adult shops full of porno and creepy toys, the latex suit is for those with latex fetishes, but he uses so that he doesn't leave any DNA or trace. Basically, this latex suited killer (snazzy name right?) kinda stalks his victims for a while, staking out inthe attic and using a lipstick cam to watch their movements. He also sleeps under their bed...He walks really strangely, probably since he's a major diabolical sadist that enjoys terrorizing and striking fear in his victims, well, he doens't exactly walk. He crawls strangely, like Brittany Louise Taylor on that one ShaneDawson video, in a weird spider like way, except twising one of his legs in front of his hand, so its..just strange. Latex guy is a heterochromia, he has two different colored eyes. Well, that's a summary of him.
Seriously, this is how he walks, if you can't see his right leg is over his right hand and when he walks, he leaves tracks of a hand and a foot next to eachother. This is only ...5% of how creepy he truly is. You have to see this creeper in action. So watch that video (up there, link above, repeat, link above) Here's another chance to watch it, lazy ass.
He first attacks like, this older lady, the lady of Vegas or something, slashes out the pictures of her son, who died early. He also turned her key to the city upside down, which signaled his disapproval of her being a local hero. She lives, claims he didn't say anything to her, but it is later revealed he said the same thing he said to all his first time victims (I know. Confess.)
The CSI people look around ect. Uncover that this man purchased two latex suits from a local XXX Adult shop. He gave only a name.
"Ian Moone"
Ray decodes this after failing to find this name in the database, and he decodes it as:
"I am No One."
Later, it shows a Mom and little girl in the carwash, while the little girl was listening to her iPod and looking at the suds cover the window, this Latex creeper kills the Mom, and slips out of sight. The police figure he was hiding in the tire compartment, and slipped out as the car wash was finishing. They realize that he must still be in the carwash and search the perimeter, but fail to find him. They assume he must've hid somewhere and slipped out later or something. They also noted an "A" writting in blood on the inside of the front window.
Then, James interviews the little girl, who saw this latex killer when he stared at her after finishing his job on her mother. He lets her live of course since she did nothing. The little girl only nodded or shook her head and only said one thing, she started singing eerily,
"Sqweegel, sqweegel..."
So this man was dubbed Sqweegel. They return to the place where the mom, Cary/Carrie, lived, turns out she faced large video game factories and banned violent first person shooters (Always much fun) to minors, she was awarded and viewed as a hero.
Her adobe displays all the things they found in the Lady of Vegas's home, the attic had a hole that could peek down on the bedroom and there was evidence he slept under the bed. Like in the Lady of Vegas's home, there is a slit in the underside of the bed, and inside the slit in the bed of the recently deceased Mother's home, is a DVD, with a letter A written on it. When they played it, they found that Carrie had been having an affair, even when she stood for righteousness and mortality.
They then deciphered that Sqweegel attacked then killed if the victim failed to repent his/her wrongdoing.
The Lady insists on going home, where shortly after she was attacked again, but managed to live by firing 5 shots into Sqweegel. She also told him something he already knew, her son that died earlier, she hasd killed, claiming that she was just ending his suffereing. (Her son was ill and condemned to a wheelchair) Sticky and intelligent Sqweegel already replaced all bullets in all guns with blanks. Police, whom were standing outside after that lady's attorney (I think he's an attorney or advisor, whatever) heard the shots and rushed in. Sqweegel was not found, but another latex man was found under the bed where Sqweegel had staked out. This was a paramedic who was questioned earlier. Evidence shows that he had been dead for hours and there fore could not have been The Lady of Vegas's attacker. They removed some of the latex and found healing cuts on his arms and a slit throat. This paramedic had been attacked, warned, then when he failed to confess his sins, was killed. Another victim of his creepiness, Sqweegel. It's later revealed that he actually set fires and then saved people to make himself a hero, the reason Sqweegel put forth his attack.
The episode ends at that, Sqweegel, slipping in his creepy latex suit on his hands and feet (literally, the man walked like a deformed spider) off into the night.
Anyway, the point of all of this. Kudos if you actually lived through reading that. Seriously, that episode was absolutely amazing, I feel completely full of CSI, it's an overdose of my drugs. xD That episode is good for antoher...I dunno, decade. Seriously satisfying, well, for an average person like me. Probably not for all you horror fans and what not, but this scared the living shit out of me. I'm expecting Ian Moone to jump out of nowhere, I'm so paranoid and absolutely terrorfied. *rocks back and forth* So scared...
:D
Anyway, I absolutely reccomend that, it was absolutely wonderful...bedwetting-ly wonderful. Seriously, it was scary ass and probably would frighten even a hardened criminal serial killer gang boss sexual predator.
Update [The Bump, The Signals, The Void]
SO apparently, while I was ranting my ass off about the roof guys...they finished and left. The roof is all nice and new, and the bumpin', smashin' and tearin' have all ceased to the few pesky birds that enjoy crapping on our new roof. Also, apparently, the lost signals were found, and now, the found signals. The aliens have returned us my TV signals! :D
Despite the TV working greatly, the void of sweet drugs still kind of, meh...exists because apparently it's (Friday, Friday, gotta' get down on Friday~) and CSI is a no show today. So, how I have been handling the necessity for somethinginteresting to observe, I've been watching people out my window- just kidding. I watched two episodes of the Tyra Show, I love Tyra, and I kept watching CSI online on CBS.com. So, for now, I can exist peacefully.
I plan later today, or tomorrow or something, I will upload photos of the cute little hats I have brought into this world. I think I'll try to make some plushies or something, because I have so much extra fleece and inhuman amounts of stuffing just...existing...in my adobe.
Ta-ta~!
Despite the TV working greatly, the void of sweet drugs still kind of, meh...exists because apparently it's (Friday, Friday, gotta' get down on Friday~) and CSI is a no show today. So, how I have been handling the necessity for somethinginteresting to observe, I've been watching people out my window- just kidding. I watched two episodes of the Tyra Show, I love Tyra, and I kept watching CSI online on CBS.com. So, for now, I can exist peacefully.
I plan later today, or tomorrow or something, I will upload photos of the cute little hats I have brought into this world. I think I'll try to make some plushies or something, because I have so much extra fleece and inhuman amounts of stuffing just...existing...in my adobe.
Ta-ta~!
The Bump on My Roof and The Lost Signals from Aliens (ft. The Void of Sweet Drugs)
So lately, I've had to get up earlier and earlier because of a certain roofing company so diligently coming over and tearing up our roof at 6 in the morning. They're just
bumpin',
smashin',
tearin'
around. It's strange, the hailstorms were...several months ago (I think) and now, in June, they finally get to our house. It's annoying because I usually sleep in until 9 and now I'm up and irritated at 7. Today though, I felt strangely energized and got up and created this blog. So you have Ap*xteriors to thank for the birth of this blog, otherwise, there's probably no way in hell, I ever could've remebered I wanted to make this blog.
The other annoying thing is that Ap*xteriors took down our satellite where all our lovely TV signals flow in from the aliens, so the TV isn't working. They tried to put it back up but the satellite wouldn't pick up any alien TV signals. It happened yesterday, when they first showed their happy faces. I was watching CSI: Crime Scene Investigation, a show along with:
Cold Case,
Solved,
CIS,
and Law and Order: Special Victims,
That has recently become my drug. With my brother high tailing off to basketball camp in the morning, I have the TV all to my lonesome. Well, during this episode (Irradiator) where they suspect the work of Dr. Jekyll is in play, they tore down my satelite and I lost signal. I was hectic, I thought that they'd put it back up soon, but minutes turned into more minutes, and those greater and more sufficient amount of minutes turned into even greater amounts of minutes which subsequently evolved into hours, and we didn't get the TV up ...
Mom called D!rect TV and asked for a like, Emergency Service or something, and they said, the quickest we can be there is 10 days. 10 days. That's 10 days void of my sweet drugs....I'm going to go through a withdrawl, deteriorate and explode.
On the slightly good side, since yesterday I didn't watch Criminology and Investigatory shows until nightfall, I had some spare drugfree time to finish two hats I started. I already made a Pikachu and Zangoose hat, and was hesitant to start Plusle and Minun ever since I discovered the joys of the channels between 240 and the channel with ID Discov*ry (280 something). Basically, I'm in pokemon hat rehab, to help me get off those TV drugs. So, after mourning the lost signals from aliens, I started the hats and finished them. They turned out pretty sexy. I might post a tutorial, since I now have an overwhelmingly large amount of spare time without the Tellyvision.
Oh woe is me. D:
bumpin',
smashin',
tearin'
around. It's strange, the hailstorms were...several months ago (I think) and now, in June, they finally get to our house. It's annoying because I usually sleep in until 9 and now I'm up and irritated at 7. Today though, I felt strangely energized and got up and created this blog. So you have Ap*xteriors to thank for the birth of this blog, otherwise, there's probably no way in hell, I ever could've remebered I wanted to make this blog.
The other annoying thing is that Ap*xteriors took down our satellite where all our lovely TV signals flow in from the aliens, so the TV isn't working. They tried to put it back up but the satellite wouldn't pick up any alien TV signals. It happened yesterday, when they first showed their happy faces. I was watching CSI: Crime Scene Investigation, a show along with:
Cold Case,
Solved,
CIS,
and Law and Order: Special Victims,
That has recently become my drug. With my brother high tailing off to basketball camp in the morning, I have the TV all to my lonesome. Well, during this episode (Irradiator) where they suspect the work of Dr. Jekyll is in play, they tore down my satelite and I lost signal. I was hectic, I thought that they'd put it back up soon, but minutes turned into more minutes, and those greater and more sufficient amount of minutes turned into even greater amounts of minutes which subsequently evolved into hours, and we didn't get the TV up ...
Mom called D!rect TV and asked for a like, Emergency Service or something, and they said, the quickest we can be there is 10 days. 10 days. That's 10 days void of my sweet drugs....I'm going to go through a withdrawl, deteriorate and explode.
On the slightly good side, since yesterday I didn't watch Criminology and Investigatory shows until nightfall, I had some spare drugfree time to finish two hats I started. I already made a Pikachu and Zangoose hat, and was hesitant to start Plusle and Minun ever since I discovered the joys of the channels between 240 and the channel with ID Discov*ry (280 something). Basically, I'm in pokemon hat rehab, to help me get off those TV drugs. So, after mourning the lost signals from aliens, I started the hats and finished them. They turned out pretty sexy. I might post a tutorial, since I now have an overwhelmingly large amount of spare time without the Tellyvision.
Oh woe is me. D:
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